Monday, October 18, 2010

Reasoning is Life

                Life is one big collaboration of choices. Our future, happiness, and lifestyle is based on our reasoning when making these choices. My mother always said, “you win some and you lose some, but whether you win or lose is up to you”.  I have always been a person to believe that you cannot control the outcome for everything. But as I grew up and matured, I realized that it is possible to play the cards that were dealt to you, the best way possible. To succeed, you must fail at some point in time. But, the failure can be analyzed by seeing what we did wrong to spark the failure.
                But what happens when something great occurs in your benefit and you have no idea how it happened? I believe everyone has a story with this theme. The past two years have been tough on my family. My dad lost his job late in 2008, he wasn’t the only one affected by the fall in the economy.  Life for several families including mine was flipped upside down and the dreams and aspirations were put on hold for me. Not having the funds to attend a good university, I decided to take a full scholarship to a junior college in Colorado for baseball. Although this wasn’t my first option, I realized that it was what needed to happen to keep my family from going bankrupt. The decision to go to Colorado was one that I made in the best interest of my parents, not me. After two years in junior college things have remarkably changed. My mom received a raise spring of 2010 and my dad was told that he could file for early retirement. Suddenly, things were falling back into place. I felt proud to know that I helped my family out in the long run. The sacrifice and one small choice in my life, made a huge impact in another. I believe everything happens for a reason. For all the bad things that happen to you, eventually one right move will change everything for the better. 

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Tuesday, October 12, 2010

This Generation Sucks!

 If I had to describe our generation in one word I would have to say we are known as generation “Screwed”. I believe in this title because we are the youth during a time of conservation. Because of the faults of our elders, and our habits of consuming the earth’s natural resources, we as a society are on a slippery slope to another great depression. With constant advancements in technology, money will continue to go to waste. We as a society and generation are completely “Screwed”.

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Monday, October 11, 2010

My Home Away From Home

As I step through the large, overwhelming gate, it hits me. The smell of beer residue and over-priced hotdogs fills the air. I am home. The players get loose, while the thousands of faithful fans take their seats. The excitement is building up. With my glove in hand, I hear the umpire speak the god like words, “play ball”. Everyone that has been there has a special story to own for the rest of their lives.
This magical place is Camden Yards, the home of the Orioles. It is important to me because of the rich culture that the orioles share with all Marylanders. I saw my first baseball game around the age of 4. From then on I have always wanted to be a professional baseball player. I am still pursuing that dream here at UMBC. I know other people can relate to this because the atmosphere at Camden Yards is something that is unexplainable unless you try it for yourself. The impact the stadium has on us spreads across all areas not just those around Baltimore. The food served there, the autographs, and the drunken fans is something that cannot be found anywhere else in Maryland. Nobody has left an Orioles game disappointed. Well, except for the past few years unfortunately. If you haven’t been there, I recommend making it out to a game. This game and place is what made me who I am. It gave me my identity.
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Thursday, October 7, 2010

Place Matters Draft

As I step through the large, overwhelming gate, it hits me. The smell of beer residue and over-priced hotdogs fills the air. I am home. The players get loose, while the thousands of faithful fans take their seats. The excitement is building up. With my glove in hand, I hear the umpire speak the god like words, “play ball”. Everyone that has been there has a special story to own for the rest of their lives.
This magical place is Camden Yards, the home of the Orioles. It is important to me because of the rich culture that the orioles share with all Marylanders. I saw my first baseball game around the age of 4. From then on I have always wanted to be a professional baseball player. I am still pursuing that dream here at UMBC. I know other people can relate to this because the atmosphere at Camden Yards is something that is unexplainable unless you try it for yourself. The impact the stadium has on us spreads across all areas not just those around Baltimore. The food served there, the autographs, and the drunken fans is something that cannot be found anywhere else in Maryland. Nobody has left an Orioles game disappointed. Well, except for the past few years unfortunately. If you haven’t been there, I recommend making it out to a game. This game and place is what made me who I am. It gave me my identity.
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