Zombie Apocalypse

What do one black dude, one woman, one biker, and an old Vietnam veteran have in common? They are the last four survivors in the city after the zombie Apocalypse. Armed with only two pistols a shotgun and a couple pipe bombs they must make their way to mercy hospital. They all start out on the roof of an apartment building and start blasting their way through the dozens of zombies that are downstairs. They make their way outside of the building and everything seems to be going fine until Louis ,the black guy, gets grabbed by a smoker ,a special zombie that grabs people and pulls them off with his tongue, and gets pulled into a car. As Louis slams into the car it sets the car alarm off. Zoey ,the woman, shoots the smoker to free Louis right before hundreds of zombies start coming to their location. As all four of them start running to the next safe house they are shooting charging zombies. One after another it seems like no matter how many zombies they shoot more and more keep coming. As Louis leads the team down an alley they find a ladder and climb up it and are just barely able to escape the zombie horde. They made it a total of 5 blocks and killed around 300 zombies. But they only made it to the first safe house, they still have to go 16 blocks to make it to the hospital.

Cool Idea

When I was trying to write about what song/book/movie that changed my life I couldn't think of anything. That's when I got to thinking about how much I hate writers block. It has to be the worst feeling to have. For me when I get writers block I know what I want to write about but I just cant seem to find a way to put it on paper. It would be amazing if sometime in the future they invent a machine that takes your thoughts and puts them on paper in a way that makes sense. That way the machine has started your paper and you can pick up from there. You can also make changes to what the machine puts down so it sounds better to you. I think that if this machine were to be made everyone would benefit from it. It would take some stress away from students and help anyone start any writing task they desire. The best thing about the machine is that its your own thoughts that the machine writes about soa technically it's not plagiarism.

Life Changing Song

Well around the first semester of school my girlfriend, of 3 and a half years, and I decided that it would probably be easier if we broke up. Even though we went to the same college our relationship had changed. It was rough trying to get over the breakup and even though I still know i am not over her a song that has really helped me with this breakup is My World by Lovedrug. It is a really mellow song that talks about trying to lose something. The lyrics in the song that really got me were, "Something in my world is dying now and I wish that it was you." The song also has a really good beat and the singer is also in two other bands that I like. The song helps me remember that I need to let go and the sooner I do that the sooner I can move on.

Sunday Morning

Recently i had one of those talks with my parents where you are arguing about something and in that argument you basically admit to something wrong you have done. It was Sunday morning and my brother, mom, dad, and i are eating breakfast at the table. Everything was going normal until i brought up a point about evolution. So my parents being religious conservatives argued that evolution is not real and that god made everything. So with my brother on my side we argued against my parents for about an hour. Then all of a sudden the topics switched instantly and i knew this argument was going to turn for the worst. My brother brought up the topic of legalizing Marijuana. Of course i was on his side again and we argued about this topic for another hour. My brother and i were using facts to support it and my parents were using "facts" against it. After the argument was over i knew that all that argument did was tell my parents that my brother and i smoke weed. Surprisingly my parents didn't give us any drug talks or even say anything about it. It was an interesting Sunday morning.