to ride or not to ride

to ride or not to ride that is the question. should i let my body rest and try to live without riding? or should i go on suffering like a dog for hours upon hours for the miniscual chance that i might get a glimpse of a glorious victory that has thus far eluded me. should i ride over the gaurdrails to meet my sweet demise? is this addiction worth nurturing? is it better to live in agony or die in piece? for me the only way of living is to die doing what i am passionate about! to end my cycling would be the end of who i am. so i will ride until i die. my carbon stay will be my requiem

hamlet questions

1. i feel there is in a strange way sexual tension between hamlet and gertrude because of the very, malice and vicious verbal attacks that Hamlet does on Gertrude after she repeatedly cries out to him begin that he ceases his slanders against her lover.

2. i think hamlet has truly gone crazy. i feel this way because of his reaction of stabbing the man behind the curtain not just the one time. but the multiple stabbing and watching him bleed out.

3. i think this is a way of guidance to Hamlet on maybe a Devine level. but your right its pretty vague on why Gertrude cannot see the ghost and hamlet can.

4. in this scene i feel that Gertrude's outlook on hamlet is about 50/50. i feel that she realizes what she has done because of hamlet and it was all in good nature. but she also realizes he did it in a very crazy way. i also feel that because Hamlet is doing this to his mother he has a faint glow of compassion towards his mom. i think that Gertrude will try to distance herself from Claudius because she seemed like she had her eyes opened up by Hamlet

positive proposal

i technically already completed it when i lapped a kid in my race today and after catching my breathe i told our doing great just survive one more lap and it will all be over just dont give up what ever you do. i feel like if thats not good enough ill just staple jesus loves you on street sighns

nugget

grendel.

i feel like that Grendal is u at a point in your life. in the story beowulf Grendal is a monster who hates everyone and is blood thirsty for people. if i remember right he was turned into a monster by something but i feel like i was a Grendal. i used to be an ugly person who was just bad. but once i got a hold of myself and found out who i was or what people saw me as and who i really am i just ad to fight a battle for my life to get rid of him. once Grendal died or i moved on with my life it was like i was reborn just as Grendals soul would be.

Myers briggs test

Iam an ENFJ, or an extravert intuitive feeling judged.

i to be honest feel like this is truly an acurate quiz. i can't begin to describe how badly i feel like im being judged every single day. its hard to get by day by day when your constantly being attacked for what you believe in. i know that we should be strong in our faith and stand firm. but in the end those are just some half hearted words from a jesus freak. i just feel like im drownding in temptation and just need a bit of respite

starcross

I have never felt like such a celeberty untill starcross on saturday. i was signing autographs and partied with pro riders from around the world. it was at marymore park from 6 in the morning to 11 at night! when i raced it was about 4 o'clock and it was 45 minutes of hell. it was very hot and the field was setting a blistering pace. i finally got into my rytham and dominated on the last 2 laps. i came in 21st out of 85 riders! the pro racers started at 10 o'clock and it was raining so hard! the entier course was water logged and everyone was slidding out. there were actualy 2 broken collar bones a pinky and 3 cuncosions. The french national champion led the entire race and beat the world champion. i actually was able to talk to the winners little sister who was screaming drunk and cheering him on! all in all it was a very memerable day!