Yo.
Being how it is with my stories, it seems the tragedy just never ends when it comes to my character. He's just too good. He's definetly not the 'happily ever after', but moreover, the kind of person to be more like 'all was calm... for now.'
So I know some of you, (maybe even everyone), is probably thinking, "When is something good going to happen to this poor chum?"... Well as an author I can't really tell you.
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But then again I don't have any flippin' answer to that question, matey. I don't even know the answer to the question, and I was the one who has formed this man's world around him with my careful and decsisive words... Hm. Going off the beaten path, when is something good going to happen...
When is something good going to happen...? I don't know. He's just... Always putting his life on the line for his country and his true loves... He's a patriot, I'll say. He's made it this far, why quit now?... Well I'm going into chapter number nineteen now, and chapter's have been bursting out like wildfire...
... But I also came to say I'm sorry. Because I, once again, neglected to post my chapters, varing directly with my chapter rate. Even though I did move again, and that was the 8th and last time in three years, I still could've gone that extra mile.
That was no excuse. I still could have gone that extra mile.
And that's the way it is with me. I'm still improving. I'm still learning. I'm still a student, and probably will be to the day I die. But note this, I'll never stop trying...
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I have friend, Carlton. He's a really awesome guy. Me and a couple of my friends decided just to hang out and toss a football back and forth, (even though I threw the ball the farthest), and almost every time he tried to intercept the ball.
He would run after it even though he knew he wouldn't get it. He tried when no one else even thought about it. I like that most in him. His passion to try is amazing. His enthusiasum and effort was the kind of trait everyone should have.
Regardless if he knew he would get it or not, he tried.
He tried. And you know what?
He did it. He caught the ball when no one thought he would. He ran after it even though it was 80 feet away in the air, and everyone knew he wouldn't get it. He would look silly, yes, but who cares? Who. Really. Cares.
I admire his passion. I admire the way he looks at problems and says 'let's try'.
In fact, he's like me in that way. Like me, he's always wanting to try. I'm like that, being that guy who says 'We put the pro in progress', or, 'We got this'... But in no one have I found such a big heart as I do in my friend Carlton.
I bet you 1 in 10,000 are like that. Most people are cold-hearted and cruel. (Not you guys, your awesome!). But uhh... Yeah. That's my friend, Carlton. One of the greatest guys I know.
But even so, I have many great friends... But in him, I admire his will to get it. His will to say, 'I got this!', and he does! He succeeds hands down.
I admire and relate to his passion and will to do it. His way of saying 'Let's do this', in the face of all odds.
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All odds, people... All odds...
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-Jossten...