Wow, I Forgot About This.

Totally spaced on this.

Lots of stuff happening in my life. Maybe I can get this back on track.

But for now, here's some song lyrics.

My hands on the handle

Look at you fuckin run

You run like a cowered

With your shield of lies

This made me wonder

 What makes man what he is

Then I take my chance!

 And make you eat my blade!

Then I swing away.

I will make you pay

Don’t you fuckin lie

I will make you fly 

When I make contact

Baby I know the devil’s happy now

So I ask God in the sky

Why must man kill man

Then I heard him reply

I made you like me!

Then I swing away...

I will make you pay!

Don't you fucking lie...

I will make you fly!

The band I'm in performs this song. Shameless plug? Yes.

Roller Coasters Part 2

Alright, long story short, some people are beefen (see earlier post) hardcore. It feels like politics, but it shouldn't be, lets hug, hold hands (maybe), tell jokes and stories and go ride some dang coasters.

Not too long ago, I met a bunch of new people, and they were all cool. Riding coasters is no fun by yourself, do it with friends, new or old.

I guess what I'm trying to say is don't let differences get in the way. One wise man once told me, "Just chill the fuck out, dude."

One last thing, go to http://www.savethebigdipper.org/ and see if you can't help.

Er E Er

I don't know why I have nothing to talk about.

My bad.

Distractions

I've been so distracted lately. And it's not like I have a lot of things to be distracted by. I've just  had no focus. Today in class, all I did was stare out the window. I missed like two slides in my other class cause I was spaced out. In between classes, I sat on a bench outside and thought... just thought about stuff. A half hour went by like it was five minutes.

Also, I haven't been posting here cause I can't think long enough to figure out what I want to write about.

I think the thing I hate the most is I can't figure out why I have no focus.

I might be good after this weekend. Going to a football game with one of my better friends (he didn't make the cut for best friends.) After that going to practice some music and maybe sip a few beverages. Got Saturday to do whatever. Band practice Sunday then back to the grind.

Moral of the story: I have no focus, but maybe after I let loose this weekend I can bring back my attention.

Yeah, I Got Nothing

Hello. I have not updated this in a while. Mainly because I'm suffering from writer's block.

Write a comment giving me a suggestion as to what I should write about. That'd be great.




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Positivity

I love life, and nothing you can do will stop it. Right now I have so many good things happening for me.

Another thing, surrounding yourself with positive and generally nice people helps a boatload.

Just a small update, expect a large one coming soon. (That's what HE said.)

Beefen' or So'n

Some people just seem like they always have to beef. No matter what, it's their mission to make you feel like crap. Instead of complimenting you, they point out all the negatives.


We call these people "beefers" or "douchebags" in layman's terms.

When you have an opinion, you're wrong. When you try to offer constructive criticism, you have no idea what you're talking about. When they tell a joke, it's automatically funny, just because they told it.

Basically, they have a ridiculous god-complex.

I think the best thing we can do is not beef. I believe it was Jesus who said,  "Treat your neighbors as you would want them to treat you." Paraphrasing, but same concept. Might as well give others an easier time. Also, just ignoring beefers in general, not worth it to get involved with a beefer.

You are awesome, now fucking act like it.

Unfunny People

Some people make jokes, and they suck, and they laugh at their own joke, even though its the worst joke ever.

If you want to be funny, give yourself a black eye, then you'll be funny looking.

I'm not mad or anything, it just gets old after a while.

And I figured I'd point it out cause I don't have much else to talk about.

I love you.

P.S. I'm the funniest person in the world, so I'm an expert on this subject.

Beard

Do I have a story to tell you.

Today, I was walking to class, and I happened to be walking towards a man with a beard. Now, I'm not talking about some freshman in high school trash-stache, this guy had an undiscovered garden of facial hair. I was in awe. Never before have I seen a man with such amazing face pubes. I was just staring at in, not paying attention to where I was going. Then, the unthinkable happened. We made eye contact. I got really nervous, he just caught me staring. But I did what any normal man would do. I scratched by beard at him, he saw the sign, and scratched back with an approving nod. We also said the verbal queues. I cannot tell you these exchanges, but I can tell you it involves saying "beard" a lot.

You may be thinking, "I don't get it." That's either because you're a chick, or a dude with no facial hair. These types of exchanges happen everyday between the select few of this world who have been graced by God to have a beard. It's the only thing we've got. We have to deal with parents saying "When are you going to shave?" Girls not wanting to be near you because "it feels like sandpaper." "Men" without beards being jealous because all they've been able to do is have a trash-stache or 3 hairs that they never shave, so it gets really long and disgusting. When I meet a man with a beard, we have the common bond of oppression. We know we're in this fight together.

I have come up with a plan to stop this oppression. What we need is a president with Civil War-era muttonchops. This will bring our issue to the forefront of the media. Only then can people learn to respect the cheek-carpets.

Few Things to Talk About

So check it. My laptop's keyboard stops working. Kind of a hassle. I didn't want to do Geek Squad, cause everyone knows they overcharge. I didn't want to take it to the computer place in town, cause last time they "fixed" one of our computers, they didn't do a dang thing.

So I ended up getting a separate keyboard from a friend, and lo and behold, the keyboard on my laptop was working.

On another note, there was some kid that decided to start doing this British accent in class. God,he sucks at the accent, and he sucks at life. He's the Corey Darr of Kaskaskia College.

Moral of the story, I have no idea what happened with my laptop, and if you're going to do something stupid, don't.

Aaaaaand we're back.

Problem solved. I'll return soon with a real post.























Maybe

Technical Difficulties

Oh, wow, my computers not working right. Might not get any posts for a bit. I apologize for your hurt feelings.

You can make mine feel better by clicking on an ad. Just saying.

Dude, That's Awesome

Today was one of the better days of my life.

I joined a band, it was only my first practice, but I feel pretty confident about this. The entire band has a boatload of potential. Once we get really going, good things will happen. The three dudes I met are awesome. They're all related, but I don't think thats going to be an issue. The hour drive will be so worth it. When we get some material in a hard copy form (MP3, CD, whatever) you will know about it. I'd hate to jinx this all, but it's awesome.

Anyway, really good day.

Second Chances

I like to think everyone deserves a second chance. I mean, all humans make mistakes. I don't see what the big deal about giving someone a second chance is.

But are there things people do, where we can't give them another chance? Like murder? Rape? Adultery?

My theory is that here on earth, maybe we should give everyone another chance at life, and when they die, then they'll be judged (according to my personal beliefs at least). But this is a tough topic.If someone killed my brother, I would be more than happy to kill them back. I don't know how I would forgive them.

But I might be questioning something that can't be answered.

C'mon, I'm Not That Smart

I'm not sure why people think I'm smart. I mean, maybe on paper I do pretty good on tests and such, but I do some pretty stupid stuff.

I mean, I did jump on the hood of a friends car, then he gunned it, and I ended up slipping off, and almost getting killed.
There was sophomore year of high school.
I can never remember dates, so I often have to re-ask people stuff.
I did predict the Rams making it to the playoffs (for the record, I still stand behind that.)

But I guess people like to judge based off school. Today I got done with my Math exam 10 minutes before anyone else. Also, senior year of high school, I was the 3rd leading scorer in scholar bowl. That being said, I had 25, and the leader had over 160. I did get a 27 on the ACT.

I like to think I just pay attention.

Is there a more badass bass than a Precision Bass?

No.





That was all I was going to put, but who the heck wants to read that.

So Ludo's new album is phenomenal. Every song is good. Go buy it. It was $8.99 before tax. Another thing, if you don't buy it you'll actually lose money in the future. If you think I'm kidding, I wrote in on my chalkboard, so it's a fact.
Back to the album. The lyrics are awesome. Tim Ferrel is an amazing guitarist. Anything For You is the perfect wedding song.

People need to chill out, and that goes for you too. Yeah, you too.

And I'll leave you with this picture:

GO BUT IT NOW! PREPARE THE PREPARATIONS! DO IT! NOW!

Sleep

I can't sleep. Ever. In fact 2AM just came and went, and here I am typing this. I almost think my body just has a weird sleep schedule. I can function normally with 4 hours of sleep. I have fallen asleep around 4 before and woke up at 8 and I felt fine. I think i average around 5 maybe 6 hours of sleep a night. If I sleep 8 hours, it was an awesome night. Sometimes though, I'll sleep almost 12 hours, and I'm lucky if I get to bed at all the next night.

You might be wondering why I don't take pills or something. Well, I guess I'm just used to it. If I get tired during the day I'll either take like a 10 minute nap or drink a Mountain Dew or something and I'm fine.

The only thing I could say I don't like about not sleeping is that it can get lonely. Here I am in bed, staring straight up, wide awake; just me and my thoughts. That can get pretty sucky. A lot of times, I might just play my guitar. Sometimes, I'll play it for hours.

I guess all I can do is just deal with it.

Six Strings

My guitar is awesome. Apparently I'm really good at playing it.

Lately, some people have come up to me and told me they've heard I'm good at guitar. That's nice and all, but I have no idea how they would know that. I think I'll come up with some theories.

1. The guitar god Jimi Hendrix has blessed me, and through divine intervention I'm really that good.

2. These days, all people know are Guitar Hero and Rock Band, so when someone can actually play the guitar, they freak out.

3. I guess if you don't play guitar, you'd think someone that does is pretty cool.

4. I legitimately am the greatest guitar player in the world.

Anyway, I'm out of theories.

Have a glorious day.

Roller Coasters Part 1

Yep, roller coasters are pretty legit. This will be a weekly series on them.

First up, I guess I will talk about my love for them, and the story behind that.
I remember seeing ads for Six Flags when I was little, and I always thought the rides looked awesome, but nobody in my family really like amusement parks, so we never went. I believe it was the summer after 5th grade, when some family friends told my parents about Holiday World in Santa Claus, Indiana. I guess my parents decided to give it a shot, so that summer we went. When I walked through the gates, I was in awe. I have never seen a place like this. I'm not sure the series of events, but I remember was first ride was on the Raven. My dad went on with me. I was so nervous. We went around the sharp left turn, past the station, and started going up the lift. The anticipation buildup was nerve-racking. Finally, we got to the top, took  the right turn, and down the drop. I was instantly in love. G-forces everywhere. My heart was pumping. It's all a blur. But we got back to the station, and all I wanted to do was ride again.

I guess that's all I have to say for now.

Have a glorious day.

Well Hello There

This will get better over time. I promise. I'm not going to share it with the world until it gets better. Just trying to figure this stuff out. Have a glorious day.