From MacBeth Act 5, scene 5, Lines 19-28

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this pretty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idoit, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing. Qouted by William Shakespeare

This poem spoke to me thats why it interested me.
this story is about a murderer named Macbeth and how he wants to be king and that killing people has not brought him the glory he deserves. They prevent him from gaining the respect and honour he wants.
And he finds his life meaningless and says that his life is sequence of days that can only end in death.
I went deep into this poem and made it as if it came to life

First Blog In a long Time!!!!!(randomness)

Hey rey back online. I wrote this as an after school program. It's supposed to be an assisgment but i don't think that it is because most people would make their assainments soooooo boring and i find that using our blogs as an assingment doesn't waste time. When i feel not so well i admit that i write random things some times i write poems some times i write games and even i study fillipino thats how board i get sometimes. I could do a random freestlye rap right now.(THIS IS COMPLETELY FREE STLYE AND COMPLETELY RANDOM)
When i rap it's really loud and when i rap it stops the crowd; for a while atleast when i make bread i use yest.
Why am i talking bout bread i need to shrighten my head.
as a i said its completely random. and i wish i had chips oh wait i have some.
i am good at basketball but when i get in trouble im sent outside to the hall.
salt and vinger in my eye once its in there i start to cry i might put this poem on you tube thats how good it is.
im joking if i was supposed to use this for a poem assigment i'd fail.
anyways REY'S OFF.