Lost Boys "Found"

       The Lost Boys of Sudan were boys, many under the age of 9 who were orphaned and stranded during the Second Sudanese Civil War. The boys were taken and endured heavy abuse and strife facing the challenges of surviving the conditions they were placed in. Many of them died on their way through and a small percentage was able to escape to the U.S.

     Now as the War ended on 2005, though some tribal fights and angst still emerges. The Lost Boys find their way back to their families or contribute back to their home of Sudan. Using useful skills they learned in their travels and lives outside of Sudan. Though emotional scars and trauma still resides from what they experience just as children.

     The pain these kids had to go through can outdo the trivial pain anyone can feel. They were beaten, abused, emotionally destroyed, put through grusome and inhumane treatment instead of the love, nurturing, and compassion that they should've received. Thoguh noone can change the past it is strongly believed their future needs to be adjusted for the better.

Bad Acting

     Since the beginning of time the world has seem some bad actors, and I mean people who've slaughtered the craft of Acting. They step infront of a screen basicly reading their lines in a unprepared monotone that is drasticly hindering to the ears.They are to me Z list actors who "Crept" their way to the top, and explore the word crept to your hearts content. A lot of actors have been doing this form of acting lately maybe because they think they should turn a Romance, Drama, or otherwise would be good movie into a god awful aborted racoon.

Talent Shows

     A Talent show is a showcasing of various people's skills and traits that they feel should be praised. Over the course of a week I got swindled into choregraphing a dance for a group of people who are participating. I find it very difficult to do so because, I'm not that skills yet. But still everyday I got home, blast a Nicki Minaj song, hop on youtube and let my creativity do the rest. And when that doesn't work I turn off the music and search youtube some more.
     But now I have a issue. Tommorow is the first day of Talent Show sign ups and I have nothing. I am thinking about just telling India, the girl who asked me to help her I can't do it. Though part of me views this as a shot to prove that I have what it takes to dance and even be called a dancer. So I still try like my dad always told me too. Though it is like fate itself is telling me to stop, first the report card, then the constant practices that end up ruined. But now I have to keep it up, and then even if I do accomplish my task, face my fear of an audience. Just gotta keep up with the 8 count in my head.