As the sign up date for classes gets closer i try and determine what classes i want and how many i should take. i drowned myself this semester with 15 credit hours and i almost failed, if only my computer teacher would of let me drop instead of urging me to keep going. i guess that's why he is a teacher though, he is able to see the ability that people have. im still scared about this paper that is coming up, all throughout high school i exceled at other classes while my English barely slipped by with a d. i swore i would just stop once i graduated and not pursue any schooling further, but Taylor convinced me to go back to school and better myself by getting my degree. luckily its not as a English teacher...hahaha. Anyways ill squeeze by and try my hardest and see how i do, because back in school i was to worried about who i was with adn what class i could skip next and what lake i was gonna be going swimming at. there are times that i wish i could just go back and redo it all the right way, i would be so much further ahead in life, i wouldnt have spent all that money on late nights at a club. i wouldn't have ran from the cops on my old bike, i especially wouldnt have been so careless with all my vehicles.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
FREE WRIGHT 4-3-13
As the sign up date for classes gets closer i try and determine what classes i want and how many i should take. i drowned myself this semester with 15 credit hours and i almost failed, if only my computer teacher would of let me drop instead of urging me to keep going. i guess that's why he is a teacher though, he is able to see the ability that people have. im still scared about this paper that is coming up, all throughout high school i exceled at other classes while my English barely slipped by with a d. i swore i would just stop once i graduated and not pursue any schooling further, but Taylor convinced me to go back to school and better myself by getting my degree. luckily its not as a English teacher...hahaha. Anyways ill squeeze by and try my hardest and see how i do, because back in school i was to worried about who i was with adn what class i could skip next and what lake i was gonna be going swimming at. there are times that i wish i could just go back and redo it all the right way, i would be so much further ahead in life, i wouldnt have spent all that money on late nights at a club. i wouldn't have ran from the cops on my old bike, i especially wouldnt have been so careless with all my vehicles.
Monday, April 1, 2013
free wright 4-1-13
Taylor and i got to spend this Easter with my family, it was so good to see them all again. we let everyone know about the wedding and possibly when it would be. everyone of them acted happy so i think that they will at least attend it. but im struggling with my cis class so i guess i will have to drop it and still pay for it, oh great but that's what i get for 15 cr hours and 40 hours a week at work along with the military. next semester im only goon to take 12 hours to be full time still. college is a rude awakening to me now, i wish i could be like all these other kids not working living at home having t=my parents pay for it all. life was so much easier in high school when my biggest concern was who i was taking out this fri night. but now i see the world is full of bills, jobs, gas, and struggles. i could have it worse though so as long as i have a good paying job i cant give a sob story. i don't see how McDonald workers are cutting it with a job that only pays seven dollars an hour and not even full time, when i complain about my salary, drill pay, and then the payment i get from school. maybe im just jaded at how much im use to making and the life style i live. iv done great lately iv started saving 400 a month at least in my savings and i try and tuck away what is left over in my savings from my other paycheck to. except this week my school payment is coming out and that took a sizable amount out.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
film unfinished
The film unfinished was created by the Nazis for the
suspected use of propaganda against the Jewish people. The movie showed major
contrast between the higher class Jewish communities to the begging part of the
community. Even when I was watching I caught myself thinking of how these
people could just walk by and not help their fellow man, but then I remember
that most the scenes were staged. The documentary was very moving in another
aspect because before I couldn’t even imagine what they had went through. Even
now after the movie I can’t imagine because it only showed what the Germans
wanted us to see so allot of it was fake. The living conditions were so
horrendous and I don’t understand how anyone could keep motivation for living
and keep their appearances up. I would go into a deep depression and probably
try and fight back. The Nazis that were sent to film the ghettos had to know
what they were doing when they were tapping some of the drastic differences. I
think they are just afraid to admit the truth to the camera and the world now.
I have such mixed emotions toward
how things went down, and I don’t understand how a whole community could be
rounded up and shoved into a town only guarded by a handful of Germans. If that
would of happened now a days or in the u.s we would rise against and fight
back. Why didn’t they fight back when there were so many cooped together? Were
they just too terrified or were they to passive maybe I just have had a
different life style and I have higher expectations for myself.
Also what’s not told in the movie is
that the Jewish community was promised work and better conditions so maybe that’s
why they were so passive, but overall the movie is very graphic. Sometimes humiliating
for what they have the Jewish peoples do in the staged scenes. I really didn’t want
to finish the movie because the emotions it caused and just how horrifying to
think that this took place not to long ago.
free wright 3-20-13
Iv found myself being overwhelmed with all this homework and school work. when i started out i had really good grades and gradually they have all slipped away. i feel very frustrated because i put my heart into everything i do and it turns out its not as good as i thought it was so i kinda loose the urge to keep trying and its jsut getting to me. lucky thing is that my computer teacher was so understanding he gave me the chance to make up the week i had missed so i hope that will bring me up some points. then going in to my descriptive essay it sucked to see 68 on my paper....a d REALLY. but ill see it when he hands it back today, i just had a shitty time in English in high school barely passing with a d but now i strive to be better than i was in high school. maybe im over working myself i have no downtime and im always either working, school, homework or doing the military thing. on top of trying to figure the wedding out and saving as much money as i can to put towards all of that. who knows maybe im not cut out for school or cut opt to have a degree maybe i should just have a certification in some of my many skills. im freaked out to do the research paper now bc i wasn't comfortable writing the descriptive essay and iv never written a research paper either so i just don't want to receive a horrible grade on that paper as well.
what else can you do besides keep on pushing and walking no mater the ruts you find yourself in bc there will always be a time when you can get yourself out, you just have to keep a calm mind and systematically figure it all out. when all else fails my mind switches into logical thinking mode and trys to figure its way out of that situation
what else can you do besides keep on pushing and walking no mater the ruts you find yourself in bc there will always be a time when you can get yourself out, you just have to keep a calm mind and systematically figure it all out. when all else fails my mind switches into logical thinking mode and trys to figure its way out of that situation
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Malka Baran survivor testimony (Shawn Stacye)
malka baran was born in warsaw poland on jan 30th of 1927, and moved to transelhoovah at the age of 1.
she spent most of her child hood in that city, her and 3 other lived in a 1 bedroom apartment above her dads printing shop. she attended one of the higher class school because her aunt was the secretary for the school. they would go back to warsaw to visit family and she found a love for opera, and not to long after warsaw and translehoovah was converted into the ghettos. in the summer of 44 early in the morning they were woken up by germans, her parents stuffed as much gold as they could on there body's before being marched into the market where they were seperated. her mother and brother were taken on the opposite line and were shipped to a treblanca. malka and her father was shipped off to a metal factory that sorted shells and cleaned them up. she developed a memory block to protect her from all the bad memory's her friend filled her in with most of the information she doesn't remember. her father and brothers were taken to work on the rail road lines and were shot in the back so she never saw them again.
she stayed in cabins with other workers and they slept on bunks of wood stacked 3 high and had no covers or anything to keep them warm. she always loved little kids and they had a little boy that hid out in there room because his mother was their maid. she said he was her savior because she got to play with him and tech him, when she became sick she had to leave the barracks. she was put into the sick ward and contracted typhoid ass well as the skin disease. the Jewish doctor was able ot cure her and send her back to the room she was originally in. she as in the camp for 2 1/2 years before being rescued by the Russian army. but she was afraid of the army so her and some girls hid in a apartment fining for themselves. they had a neighbor that was in the Russian army, he a a Jewish Russian soldier and took a liking to malka. he swore to take her home to his wife, but the army had to move out and he couldn't take her. he sent a lt. back to bring her to where he was based out of and she started working for the Russian army peeling potatoes in the kitchen. they started to attend school again but the kids were not nice because the way the dressed so they decided to never go back.
The jewish soldier had to leave again and the commander wouldnt let them go with him because they could be spys so after he left malka and the girls decided to leave the army and go on a train back to poland. they were intercepted aking to join the jewish group for people who didnt have homes. so she left and she arrived to isreal with fake papers and on the beach her name was called. a relative had found her and set her to be picked up by a friend. she stayed with the friend for awhile, and met her husband there and after marriage they moved to new york. they had 2 kids and she started at a school teaching, she now has 6t grand kids and 1 of her daughter moved to isreal to study the holocaust. this experience has made her a deeper person
she spent most of her child hood in that city, her and 3 other lived in a 1 bedroom apartment above her dads printing shop. she attended one of the higher class school because her aunt was the secretary for the school. they would go back to warsaw to visit family and she found a love for opera, and not to long after warsaw and translehoovah was converted into the ghettos. in the summer of 44 early in the morning they were woken up by germans, her parents stuffed as much gold as they could on there body's before being marched into the market where they were seperated. her mother and brother were taken on the opposite line and were shipped to a treblanca. malka and her father was shipped off to a metal factory that sorted shells and cleaned them up. she developed a memory block to protect her from all the bad memory's her friend filled her in with most of the information she doesn't remember. her father and brothers were taken to work on the rail road lines and were shot in the back so she never saw them again.
she stayed in cabins with other workers and they slept on bunks of wood stacked 3 high and had no covers or anything to keep them warm. she always loved little kids and they had a little boy that hid out in there room because his mother was their maid. she said he was her savior because she got to play with him and tech him, when she became sick she had to leave the barracks. she was put into the sick ward and contracted typhoid ass well as the skin disease. the Jewish doctor was able ot cure her and send her back to the room she was originally in. she as in the camp for 2 1/2 years before being rescued by the Russian army. but she was afraid of the army so her and some girls hid in a apartment fining for themselves. they had a neighbor that was in the Russian army, he a a Jewish Russian soldier and took a liking to malka. he swore to take her home to his wife, but the army had to move out and he couldn't take her. he sent a lt. back to bring her to where he was based out of and she started working for the Russian army peeling potatoes in the kitchen. they started to attend school again but the kids were not nice because the way the dressed so they decided to never go back.
The jewish soldier had to leave again and the commander wouldnt let them go with him because they could be spys so after he left malka and the girls decided to leave the army and go on a train back to poland. they were intercepted aking to join the jewish group for people who didnt have homes. so she left and she arrived to isreal with fake papers and on the beach her name was called. a relative had found her and set her to be picked up by a friend. she stayed with the friend for awhile, and met her husband there and after marriage they moved to new york. they had 2 kids and she started at a school teaching, she now has 6t grand kids and 1 of her daughter moved to isreal to study the holocaust. this experience has made her a deeper person
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
free wright 3-6-13
Monday, March 4, 2013
free wright 3-4-13
Taylor and i went to marshfield to look at wedding venue 481 and it is simply breath taking even in the snow. like Taylor says shes only getting married once so who cares about the price...i do, but i cant tell her that. iv been married before so maybe that's why i have such a type grip on my wallet now a days. on the way down to marshfield we came across the house that was burning and i just couldn't imagine watching all my belongings and my house going
up in flames. when i was seven my apartment building caught on fire so all my clothes and toys burnt but i wasn't around that weekend so i didn't get the full affect. so the lady who owns the venue is giving a hundred dollars off for a military discount and she is so laid back. Taylor keeps adding and adding to the bill, it started off with a cheap wedding venue and then went into eighteen hundred for just the venue. five hundred for a D.J. and im just thinking i can save that money by hooking an ipod up ugh. then eight hundred for food, she keeps coming up with more rentals plates glasses photographers. god i going to need a loan
Friday, March 1, 2013
descriptive essay
Shawn Stacye
Mr. Neuburger
English comp 101 101
February 29th
2013
My
Engagement
This all started with
everyone and their mother getting married, and posting about it on Facebook
where Taylor could see it. She had been dropping hints left and right for a few
months now, but every time I would get ready to propose she would do something
that just made me stop and think is this really what I want to do. It could be
something as simple as throwing a fit about us not being engaged already to just
being the head strong redhead she naturally is. Recently I have come to the
conclusion that I think I am ready to take the plunge again, my first marriage
was not the best thing in the world and kind of spoiled me to the whole being
with someone for the rest of your life idea. But Taylor had opened my eyes and
my heart to the thought again, and I want to do it right this time. My first
marriage I didn’t even get to propose or say I do, she kind of just pressured
me into it and then the pasture messed the vows up, Hmmm here is your sign.
Taylor started a couple months ago
planning things out and making comments that all I need to do is just grow some
balls and actually pop the question, so I got the hint loud and clear. We
looked up rings on websites for nights on end, but I quickly came to the
realization that she is a very particular taste. We continued to research and I
finally pinned the style of ring she liked, I still had to stay with in a set
price range though maybe that’s why it took me awhile to find one that just
called out her name. We had stumbled onto the Zale’s website and she found it,
the perfect one and it was one the home page too. She quickly retracted the
statement when the price had popped up, The Vera Wang series started out at
7000$ and I snickered at the thought of me paying for a ring that cost more
than my car did. She continued to go through their website entering in all the
specific criteria’s she wanted and I got to input the price range this time,
she started to lose hope in finding one when she arrived at page seven. The
perfect halo/solitaire diamond in the middle and she had found it in my price
range, she decided not to stop just to make sure she wouldn’t pass on any
others. Taylor always came back to this one every time we would pull up the
website, I wasn’t the biggest fan of it because the solitaire diamond was only
1/5th CT but since it was a halo style it looked allot bigger than
it actually was.
We both had off together the next
day so we decided she would like to try it on and see how proportionate it was
on her hand, when we arrived at the store a sales associate didn’t waste any
time brining us over to cases to show her some rings. I pulled out my phone to
show her the picture and said this is what we would like to see, she
complimented our choice and took us to the Vera Wang counter. I said oh no
that’s defiantly not one of those, she glanced at me with this awkward look and
asked really? I explained the price so she just had to look it up herself and
sure enough there it was, not anything close to what she had thought it was
because of the diamonds on the side but she was still taken back at the beauty
or that’s what she told us. It turned out to be an online item only and she
reassured me to purchase it at the store so when it came in she had a chance to
try it on and if she didn’t like the item I could use the money as in store
credit on something else. The sales associate took Taylor over to the display
cases again to show her the size of the diamond and a ring that resembled it so
she could get a feel for the ring and the band that went along with it. She
found a couple other rings that she said she kind of liked but none really
stood out screaming pick me pick me, I had to wait on buying it any ways for my
taxes to get in so she wrote down a couple numbers on her card so I could make
sure I came back to the one she had seen. As we were walking away she stopped
us and asked me what type of ring I was into and of course I spouted off a
black tire tread because my heart runs off of oil not blood. She smiled and
said come back just a second and look at this, she pulled out of a case a
Teflon coated z rated tread titanium ring and said for us it would only cost 175
and if she wanted it engraved it would be only 25 more. That was so much
cheaper than the ones we found online so Taylor knew where to come back for my
ring now, I would have been fine with the Walmart black ring but Taylor wasn’t.
We left the shop and went home for
the night a couple days later I get an email saying my taxes are already done
and due to be in my account tomorrow, I waited and sure enough there it was in
my account. I left work a little early to arrive at Zale’s and nothing jumped
out, I just know it has to be a specific ring I can’t come home with just any
ring. I left the store a little down hearted and disappointed but I knew when
the time is right I would know it, so I took the long way home to help cheer me
up. I stopped in at my buddy’s pawn shop on Glenstone to look through his stock
of systems, and still no luck on finding something I’m sold on, god I must be
really picky today. All of a sudden this urge came over me to look at the jewelry.
There it was glistening in the glass show case second shelf down in the second
jewelry display, it was the ring I had been looking for. Better yet it even had
a band to go with it, I had to see it, and so I had Dan pull it out of the
case. I was expecting it to go for a thousand plus but when he read off the
price and then included my discount I couldn’t say no. it was like the scene in
Harry Potter where he took the liquid luck serum and footsteps appeared showing
him the way
He pulled out his monocle and asked
me to look the diamond over, I didn’t know what I was doing but he walked me
through the process and what to look for. I couldn’t find any imperfections,
all I could see were beautiful colors reflecting from the lights. He also
measured the center stone and it turned out to be two times bigger than the one
I was going to get but for half the price with a bigger total weight. I took some photos of the ring and sent them
to Taylor like I did all the other rings and played it off like I had passed on
the deal. She immediately called me to tell me she really liked that one, she fell
in love with it, that I should get it, and I told her I had to wait because I
had already left. The rest of the night I spent in class went by so quick, I
guess I was so eager to give the ring to her even though I knew I needed to
wait. When I got home I could tell she had not had and enjoyable day with her
client, which made me, decide to give her the Valentine’s Day presents early in
hopes it would cheer her up. It did for a little while but she still wasn’t as
happy as I felt she should be so I thought I would play a little joke with a
ring box. I wrote on a piece of paper and put it in the empty ring box and
acted like I was going to propose to her, she called me a dick when she read
the paper but had a good little laugh.
She had looked out the
window and had me come over to look at the snow falling, it was a beautiful cloud
of white. The perfect snow and I took that as a sign because I knew her dream
was to be proposed to in the snow, I really wish I would have had time to ask
her father first but when it feels right I just have to go with it. I sent a
text to my little niece letting her know what I was planning on and where to
meet me at, she did without hesitation. Taylor and I went on a ride to get ice
cream, halfway through the drive we came to fast night where we had our first
date at. She glanced at me with this questioning look, I explained that I just
had this feeling we should go on a walk. This one lamp in the middle of the
park cast a spot on this gorgeous area of snow, simply breath taking spot. The
snowflakes were falling ever so slowly onto the soft surface of a park bench, I
stopped her and that moment I told her how much I loved her and how it took a
million people to make a world but only one to make mine and that was her. I
knew my niece was hiding behind a tree, I seen her footsteps off in the
distance. I got down on one knee and came up with a speech off of the top of my
head, to explain what she does for me and why I want to marry her.
She started crying and said yes, her
answer rang out like a single ray of sun light shining through the clouds after
a Sunday shower storm. Cheyenne came out from behind a tree taking photos of
her special moment, something she said she would always cherish. On our way
home she had already posted the pictures on to Facebook and received over
fifteen comments at eleven thirty at night. Now comes the extensive planning’s
and let’s not forget the apology to her father for not asking him first.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
free wright 2-20-13
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
free wright 2-6-13
Monday, February 4, 2013
sensory poem
The sky darkening as the clouds roll in
The Grass so soft on my bare feet
The Road glistening in the reaming sun
The Tree’s sway in the wind rolling in
People laughing and playing before the storm
The Exhaust fumes drift over to my nose
As Fresh rain smell
feels the air
I smell New car scent as I roll my windows up
My Cologne from my shirt hints through the rest
vanilla cinnamon cookies smell so good as I walk into my
home
fresh baked Cookies dance on my taste buds
Beer washing them
down
Burger that I just grilled having a burnt taste
I burp and I taste the Waffles I had this morning
The Soda fizzes in my mouth
People talking in the next room
I can hear Credence Clearwater revival coming from a passing
car from my window
A Movie plays in the front room as my guests kick back
The Dogs barking at the wind blowing the screen door
The Cats meowing at the guests giving them attention
I touch her soft face as I kiss her lips
In my office I roll
the Leather chair away from my desk
Exposing my keyboard so I can shut my computer down
The Wool jacket hung on the back of the chair
I watch The rain rolling off of My car
free wright 2-4-13
so the end is drawing near and i have to make my final decision on if she is the one i can live with for the rest of my life, i do not want another marriage to go to shambles. then again there are moments where she is kinda crazy that makes me cringe, but what girl doesn't have a crazy gene in them. its all of what you can tolerate and live with because she really does make me a better person and she has tamed me form the partying, philandering self i use to be. before her i would work as much as i could so i could go out every night and blow all the extra cash i had made on drinks and my friends. now i work and go to school, pay for my house i have now, put into savings, and try and study as much as possible. so i think a little bit of irritation makes up for all the good she has done for me. i really have no one to talk to, shes my only friend but i don't want to tell her these thoughts because she really sensitive so any thoughts against her marriage breaks her self esteem. im just really cautious now bc of how my first marriage went down and now shes finally letting go and signing the divorce papers. last time we talked she had to throw in that her and her bf were looking at house in Springfield and asked me what the best school districts were. which i know she was asking for our daughter but it kinda urkes me that after a couple months she will move in with him. but i have a girl of almost 2 yrs and a house of my own so i cant be double standard
Monday, January 28, 2013
free wright 2-28
so my girl has been bugging me about gettin g married for awhile now and she is very forceful. she normally gets what she wants bc she will keep pushing and pushing till she gets me to agree, but she expects me to be as excited as she is with no saya dn alot sooner than i want to. but owell i guess thats how the cookie crumbles, i want to get married again and have a family its just im the type of person who is comftoable ina a static position. change sometimes overwhelms me. but if it was for taylor id still be working 80 hrs aweek goin to the clubs drinking every night and ating the wrong type of women. so i gotta give her props for taming me. she lieks to help and support me even though sometimes shes as head strong as i am....nope scrastch that shes always as head strong as i am. her father is this well off doctor wo has his own pharmasutical line to promote healthy ph in your body. so he thinks she can do way better tha me, he hates the idea of me being in the military. iv only met him 3 times over the last 2 yrs....3 times im so use to parents loving me but thats what you get when you date girls who came from nthing and dated rejects before you. now i hve to step up and prove im worthy, thats why im goin to school showing him that i do hve a future im just not hopes and dreams, im a doer. i get stuff done, i dont know the meaning of give up or fail. im not a fan of divorce maybe thats y im having sucha trouble with this i just see her dad causing big issues and i dont wanna stand between her and her dad.
Friday, January 25, 2013
the lesson
ENG 101-101
MR NEURBURGER
SHAWN STACYE
1-25-13
“The Lesson”
By Toni Cade Bambara
The story starts out with a group of African American kids growing up in a poverty stricken neighborhood, with bad grammar, and a low level education. The kids have neighbors that they bad mouth, but 1 in general is miss more. They secretly like her, but she is so different because she has a college education and is always trying to give them daily lessons. So in the heat of summer she takes all the kids on a taxi ride making 1 figure out the tip for the driver and trying to keep their minds active. She brings them to a toy shop where they huddle around the windows to look at the toys and recite the price tags. They see a sail boat that is over a thousand which infuriates 1 little kid because its more than what their food cost total. They all go in and the lesson she was trying to teach them is that they can have what they want if only they have the desire and want to work for it. She tries to push these kids to live and perform outside of their social group. If they act like where they live then all they will amount to is more poverty and no future
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
free wright 1-23-13
so i thought college was going to be allot harder than what it has been, im not saying its easy because im working 6 days a week,48 hours aweek, school for 15 and then home work. on top of all that i have a home life to consider and then drills for the military. but im kinda liking the whole coming to class, all throughtout highschool english was my weakest subject and math was my strongest. now it has flipped tables, im really enjoying english and math is kicking my butt. but i guess after 5 yrs some people change, maybe i just have english set out the best with 3 class piords so its not liek overload or cram. my buisness classes are kind of dry but i goota get through them. my home life is trying to progress along a little quicker than id like, taylor keeps trying to guilt me into marriage and a baby. to be honest it scares me to hell since my first marriage
went down the drain so fast id hate to have a kid with her and turn out i really dont wanna be with her.
maybe thats me trying to stay solid in a world of m,otion and change, or maybe thats my heart telling me what im to afraid to say aloud. i find myself thinking of 3 future scenarios, 1 being a local police officer, 2 going and doin private security over seas making 100+ a yr or switching to active duty for the security.
im not gonna lie i wanna start a family, a life and be able to say yes im where i wanna be, i guess i just have commitmetn issues. it took for so long to start college because money was a big factor to me and i didnt wanna sacrafice time to work and make money. she helped me relize that school can make money for me aswell, just do it she said....so here i am in fulltime trying to keep everything in order and not be my procrastinating self i normally am.i find i dont have all the excess time for my hobbys and what i love but
short term loss equals long term gain
maybe thats me trying to stay solid in a world of m,otion and change, or maybe thats my heart telling me what im to afraid to say aloud. i find myself thinking of 3 future scenarios, 1 being a local police officer, 2 going and doin private security over seas making 100+ a yr or switching to active duty for the security.
im not gonna lie i wanna start a family, a life and be able to say yes im where i wanna be, i guess i just have commitmetn issues. it took for so long to start college because money was a big factor to me and i didnt wanna sacrafice time to work and make money. she helped me relize that school can make money for me aswell, just do it she said....so here i am in fulltime trying to keep everything in order and not be my procrastinating self i normally am.i find i dont have all the excess time for my hobbys and what i love but
short term loss equals long term gain
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
free wright 1-16
iv been building a .060 m350 block with my father for a couple months now, before tyhat we built his .030 350 for his 78 camaro aswell. he is the main reason why i have a 2nd gen camaro, so when the hot rod nationals come to town we can roll together. i think iv come up with a final paint scheme for the car, flat black and lime green racing stripes. the engine bay will be flat black and the engine itself with be lime green and chrome fixings. i plan on useing 305 heads that have a smaller combustion chamber so that my dome pistons will have a compression ratio of 12/1. requiring me to use atleast 91 oct, iv bought parts every pay check bc i just cant afford it all at one time. so far iv gotten off cheap on everything because i have hook ups and recieved a great deal on the block and pistons.
i was always scared of starting school just because of how much it costs, so thats why i joined the corp. the only issue is they only pay 60 percent so far so i still owe 1000 plus but o-well its for the better. i continue to work 6 days a week to pay my bills, along with goin to drill every month. iv recently found myself wonderign if i should be working the extra day like i have been, bc with school i find myself short on time for anything else. god i hope that im able to keep up with all my classes and home work. on my desk at home i have 4 historical documents just to remind me of what this country was found apon. it infuriates me that our rights are being threatened by our politicians.
shawn stacye introduction

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after high school instead of going
to college I decided to join the Marine Corps, I've been in for 4 ½
years now
and I’m a corporal. I've been to 6 different countries and I've done
sniper training,
riot training, task force military police, turret gunner on helicopters,
and machine gunner on convoys, to
supply state side. I have loved every last minute of it, but along with
that I've had to stay away from family and the ones I love the most. I
was married/divorced when I
first joined but that didn't last long, but I have a 5 year old daughter
from that
whole mess and she is simply amazing. I have a real passion for building
anything
and everything I can get my hands on. I’m a Chevrolet guy through and
through, I
currently own a 78 Camaro and I have a .060 350 SBC I am building with
my
father that will be put in the car this spring.

I’m
a music person but I would have to say my favorite is the 60's when no one had
to curse or belittle someone to have a great song. I found myself always saying
I was going to start school but would always let it pass, but this is the year I
want to improve myself and get a degree in business so I can open my own auto
restoration and custom fabrication shop up. IV always been a workaholic so
along with school I work a full time job at Ashley furniture in the corporate
office, on my lunch breaks I throw on my 30 lb flak jacket and go on a 2 mile
run just to keep in shape. i love expressing myself with tattoos painting and much more, If anyone wants to know more just ask
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