laughing out loud

Quiet laughter

     One sunny day in summer, myself and two of my friends where going dirt biking in Bragg creek. We loved the sport so much that by the end of the season, our gear was soaked in so much mud and dirt that you could not see any colour on the pants or the jersey. While going down one of the trails, my bike was acting up because it has something in the disk break so i yelled at my friends to stop and they did. As i was fixing my bike, my friends where just sitting and talking about random stuff that i did not really care about. A few minuets passed and i finally fixed my bike, got back on, pumped the kick start with my leg until i heard the comforting grumble of the bike. I fist-pumped the air in pride, and signalled my friends to go ahead so that i don't go first. Our group sailed through the trees, up hills and down Vallie's, it was so much fun until we come upon a vast mud puddle. We stopped, stared and thought about how the heck we are going to get across it. My good friend Alex said, "its not that deep, i just need to go fast and lean back so i will be fine!" The rest of us smiled and got comfortable because we knew that this was not going to end well. Alex turned the bike around to go back a little way to get up his speed for the suicide mission. we sat there listening for him and the sound got louder and louder until he zoomed past us onto the puddle. His front tire sunk almost immediately which shot his back tire up and kicked Alex off. he landed face first into the mud puddle and his bike landed just a foot beside of him. The rest of us who where watching where laughing so hard that no sound came out of us. Alex was covered with thick mud and was taking off his helmet which was also full to the brim of mud. When he finally got it off of his head, the mud slopped out of it, this made the rest of us laugh even harder and to start to cry. Alex gave us a death look but soon broke out into laughter.

short story

Waiting

The forest was as quiet as the Arctic, not a sound was present nor animal in sight. Beads of sweat dripped off of my face and fell aimlessly to the ground while I was trying to stay as quiet as the wind itself. It was cold but I did not care to feel the constant throbbing of pain because I had a job to do which was to eliminate my assigned target. Every once in a while, I scanned my surroundings to make sure that I was completely alone or to relieve my aching joints from staying in one position for hours on end. Nightfall would consume the forest in a matter of seconds so I turned on my night vision scope and got comfy for the night. Still waiting. Still ready for anything.

Hours passed without sign of the target and the sun had just bloomed over the tree line to the east. The forest was too thick for any significant light to reach the forest floor so i had to work with the light that was fortunate to eliminate the dark, wet area around me. Not moments later, the sound of a truck on a dirt road slowly got louder and louder as it echoed through the forest like an everlasting thunder. A half-smile appeared on my face because I knew that the moment I get a good line of sight on the vehicle, it would be already over for any and all passengers inside. The sound grew louder as my heart began to race but I somehow stayed calm and steady. Thoughts of possable failures entered my head without warning but due to extensive training, i quickly exiled them to focus on the task on hand. I raised my bolt-action sniper rifle, rested it in a notch that i had carved out of the tree the night before and gazed through the scope to sight it in on the road.

Seconds felt like hours as I waited to spot the damned truck. I started to regulate my breathing to ensure that i could keep the sights on target when i saw it. The truck appeared through the trees such as a ghost from fog. It was coming straight for me and I could see my target driving so unaware of his certain death. I took aim at the targets head and squeezed the trigger ever so slightly until the gun fired. The shock wave alone blasted through my body and the trees until it reached the open air where it could be heard for miles. The car windshield shattered with the sheer force of the projectile and the bullet impacted the target. The car then turned unexpectedly to only catch an edge and tumble down the road. Pieces of the car flew in all directions, tearing up everything in its path. The car made two flips, landed on its roof and then finally came to a rest when it struck a tree. Once I saw the utter destruction that was caused in less then a few seconds, I knew that the job was done and time to go home.

lose change

finding lose change.

One spring morning, cleaning was the goal of the day. My family and i where doing some spring cleaning and listening to our ipods. I was working on my closet, folding and putting away winter jackets which are way too warm for spring. Always checking the coat pockets for something that i have left behind from the previous time i used it. As i was about to put one of my favourite jackets away, i heard a pleasant jingle of coins. With a burst of energy, i searched and looked for that jingle until i opened the final pocket, (i looked like a kid on Christmas morning) my face lit up when i gazed upon the coins. I must have had over twenty dollars worth of coins! Later that day, i was long boarding down the street with the newly found coins in hand, i found a 7-11and i spent all my money on chips, energy drinks and candy.

Money well spent!
the end.

bio

hello world!!!


This is my first blog so be prepared to have your mind blown by my awesomeness! lets begin.

     hello, my name is Justin and i hate blogs. i have never really been into bleeding myself of thoughts on the internet so this is a rare occasion. I love playing online so its not like i have never seen blogs before.Well i would rather be dirt biking or long boarding. I do enjoy going fast in any sort of vehicle with wheels or wings, that is why i am trying out super-cross.if you watch the speed channel on tv. i can cook any sort of meat from steak to brushuto. The famous Rainbow Jello that i make is a multicolored mix that has 5 to 6 layers of diffrent jello packed into one block. i am into guns and airsoft so if you have any gun questions, i am your bro. i have shot a range of bullet sizes such as a .357, .44, 5.56, 7.62, and a 22 callaber gun :) i alsoo play airsoft with a group call colition airsoft which teaches us teamwork and how to work as a squad.

this has been your blog from me to you.

peace.