Apartment Guide

I haven't blogged about my new apartment yet. So here it goes.

For the past week or two I've been living in Goose Hollow with Martin. It's a lot of fun and I look forward to each new day. I live really close to everything, and I love biking around town looking for new discoveries.

I have mass amounts of fun everyday. My roommate is my best friend, and we have a lot of fun together. WHOO WHOO. I wouldn't have it any other way. This is probably the best living situation I could have gotten in. I love it.

When we first moved in, it was like summer camp kind of. Now the actual feeling of moving out is sinking in, and I have to say that I'm really enjoying the idea. I'm glad I get to spend the next year living with my best friend in a sweet spot.

It's funny when you start living on your own. You realize the importance of a whisk, a bowl, a fan, and a desk. You learn to conserve and retain as much free merchandise and food as possible.

Life is good. I love life. It's so much fun to wake up every morning and say, "Sup bro?" Or even waking up in the middle of the night and going, "Do you smell that?"

I'm going grocery shopping with Martin in a little bit. We've basically got some lemon frosting and celery in the fridge.

Speaking of cooking, we've been making numerous dishes while we've been here. Martin made this amazing bread which turned into amazing hamburgers, and yesterday we made our mothers a breakfast fit for the Queen.

I'm glad Kim helped us get into our new place. We owe her a lot, even though she doesn't think so. Kim's pretty sweet.

wtf...what the faith?

"Faith is an oasis in the heart which can never be reached by the caravan of thinking"

I just read this quote online, and it really made me think.

I understand that faith is an extremely personal feeling and concept. I generally derives from experiences or influences, all of which have a strong impact on the way we all think. I know that everyone has a faith of some sort, it just depends on each person to choose the magnitude of their faith.

After I read this quote, I was reminded of why I think faith is so foolish. Essentially this quote is saying that faith is something you have to feel in your heart, and you can never feel it by using logic, or thinking about your faith.

I feel sorry for the person that said this at all, and for all of those who also believe these words. If anyone wants to blindly believe or follow something without even thinking about it, then they are not even worthy of its benefits.

I think that is why I have such a hard time with faith. It is based off of feelings, not logic or mental persuasion. Quotes like the one above are just one among many of the reasons I have failed to have a strong personal faith.

Is stupidity a Question?

I never knew that so many people read my blogs. Honestly, I thought that I just wrote them and posted them for no reason. That may have sounded dumb, but it's the truth. Not until people started telling me, "Oh I heard that on your blog", or "oh yeah I remember you talking about that". I like discussions. I like debates.

I was talking to Jeff about something for his philosophy class. I can't remember what it was, but he asked me this really confusing question. I hate the questions that don't make any sense at all, not because you don't know the answer or how to get the answer, but because the question is just retarded in every way. I can't find a solution for something that doesn't even make sense. Know what I'm sayin?

Flicks on the Bricks is tomorrow. I'll probably go. Who else is going?

Unpacking is one of the most grueling tasks ever. It's fun to sort out your new place and find new homes for all of your possessions...but then again, it just sucks lol.

Voluble Boogers

I hope todays weather is better than the rain yesterday. I understand that we needed the rain, but it was August 1st. If you go over the steel bridge and look at the rivers waterline, you can notice a definite drop.

Flash Gordon is one of the corniest movies I have ever seen. It reminds me of what the 80's really stood for.

I have been going to the bathroom a lot lately. At least more than normal. It's really weird and annoying, especially at work when I have to keep asking to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to my Dads company family thing today. I don't even know what it is. It's two hour boat ride and we get free food. I'm probably going to shake a lot of hands and smile until my jaw hurts. If the food is good, it will definitely be worth it.

I'm excited to move into Portland. I've been going down there almost every day for the past two months. It takes a toll on a man. Not Portland, but going there. I'm glad that Martin and I acquiesce on most things we talk about.

Is it better to ignore a problem and just have a good time, or do you need to fix it before it gets worse? I already know the answer to that question, I just don't know how to fix the problem when the only person that matters is the most incredulous man I know. Argh.

I love writing. Blogging is even better. I think the only thing better than that is violin. And there are few things better than that, like sex and/or alcohol and/or certain chemical drugs, depending on the person you are talking to.

Suzanne is the most voluble woman I have ever met. Even more than Temari, which I though was impossible.

I love ice cream. I have to limit my intake, or else I would probably eat it all day. It's going to be a tragedy when I move, because that mini fridge isn't going to cut it. There's no freezer. How can you eat ice cream with no freezer?

I have decided that I pick most of my nose boogers in my car. It's the only place that I feel no one can see me. Plus, I'm just driving. You only need one hand for that...even in a manual. I'm just worried about when I go to college, because I probably won't have my car. What am I going to do?

Arduous Facebook

So I canceled my PSU housing contract today. It was hard to do at first, but I'm happy with the decision. Apartment habitation sounds much better.

Have you ever gotten really fired-up about doing something, and then when you went to go do it, you got really overwhelmed by the amount of work it will take? I just went on Facebook to try and actually use my profile. I honestly have no idea why anyone would want to go on there. There is so much to learn and remember; it's such a waste of our already inundated minds. Why do people send you Pokemon? What's the point of putting a bumper sticker on your profile? It doesn't even have any resemblance to a bumper sticker.

I tried to clean up the 56 friend requests I had, the pets people sent me, and the other jibberish nonsense that was thrown my way. After about two minutes on Facebook, I decided that I'd had enough. There will never be any sort of amity between myself and Facebook.

I'm not sure who I'm voting for still. I honestly don't really like either of the Presidential candidates this year. So what do I do? Vote for the lesser of two evils? What kind of choice is that? I hate how there is so much debate and dispute over who the next President will be. Why don't people that would actually make this country great just run? It would be much easier to vote for a person who's worth a damn.

The new three 6 mafia album is really funny. I kind of compare it to the three stooges. I mean, it's so dumb that you have to laugh at it.

I'm really tired. I haven't even done anything today. I don't like staying inside all day, but I've never done it before and I wanted to see if I could actually do it. What a waste of a day man.

I hope I get into an apartment soon. I'm sick of riding the max for 3 hours a day. Although I have been getting a lot of reading done.

I'm just sick of it all. I want evil, oppression, and violence to stop. Why does it always have to be a constant battle?

I'm sick of brutality in men and women. Sick of hatred and racism. Stereotypes and propaganda. Wars and crimes; they all perpetuate the cycle. Music is dying, noise is growing. Wisdom seems to be unappreciated, while knowledge is used for the wrong reasons. Killings, terrorism, bombings. I'm sick of it all. Wasted presidency. Changes in mental thought. Apathy and carelessness. Abuse of drugs to forget the pain. Where are we headed? Working, working, more working. Selfish people with only themselves to think of. Why? I'm sick of it all.

We need a change. We need a movement toward the right direction. We need a reason. One reason to stand up and collectively say to one another, "We can make a difference. We can end this cycle of despair."

Optimism is failing. Our lives have been stultified. Open your eyes and just see what's happening. It's not hard, it's just inconvenient.

Green virgins in Dallas

I wish I was taking a summer class right now. I could get all of my reading done at the summer concerts.

There was this teenage girl that came to my work yesterday with a Beatles shirt on. I enjoy the Beatles, so I thought I'd converse with her over some of their famous works, and just see where the discussion went. I wasn't trying to get a date...I was just bored. Well it turned out that she didn't even know one single song that they've made. Not even one. How lame is that. Why would you sport something you knew nothing about?

If I was Dallas Green, I'd have at least 3 girlfriends, one wife, and about 2 more hunny's on the side.

Do girls really just wanna have fun? I don't think so. If they did, movies like 40 year old virgin would never have been made. Cyndi Lauper can bite my ars.

Ever been at a loss of words? It's happening to me a lot now. I'm not sure if it's just a loss of words, but more like a loss of motivation to speak them. I have learned that some people are just plain dumb.

Jabba's Back!!!!!

Ah, I'm finally blogging again. This is the first day in awhile where I haven't been busy all day.

I went apartment hunting today with martin. I hope we can move into a place soon. It would be so fun to live downtown, and a whole lot easier.

I'm listening to Floater right now. Nuff' said hah.

It's really awkward when you're on the max and there is a lesbian couple yelling at each other and pulling their hair over you. Seriously, what are you supposed to do? Just sit there and get hair in your face? Or stop them from fighting?

What the F. hah

I had my freshman orientation yesterday. It was cool, but a waste of time hah. I mean, a lot of the stuff we did was really lame. But some of it was really cool too. Plus I won at the ice breaker. I hope that's a prediction of my future at PSU. I shall conquer all!

Does victor wooten play for floater? It sounds like him.

I got a new cell phone the other day and I keep pressing the wrong buttons. I think change is good though.

The new batman movie is awesome. That is my only statement/rating.

I have too many CD's. Don't get me wrong, I like buying and adding to my collection, but I should be more frugal. Looking at a full storage tower just shows me how much money I have wasted. Why pay for something you can get for free? hah

Jabba the Hut is probably one of the best villains ever. Think about it...he's an evil dictator and murderer without ever moving at all. How does one accumulate that much power and wealth simply by being fat and bossy? "That is the question!" Where's Sadonna?

Cute girls and Powerchairs

I was coming home from work today and saw the coolest girl. She was really pretty, funny, chill, had decent musical tastes, was reading a book, and was ready to throw her pudding at the max. I wanted to talk to her more; ask her name, her other interests, what her goals were. I just got scared. I thought, "this girl is too good to be true, so don't even waste your time."

I wish I had gotten her name and number. The good thing is that she works at the same place I do. So hopefully I'll see her again.

I like the warm weather. Today was a little too hot, but otherwise it's been great. Oregon is too rainy and cold, then when it warms up people are complaining. Enjoy it!

This really large woman was trying to come into the store I was working on a power chair. I think the only reason she was on it was because she was too lazy and fat to walk around herself. So she attempted to drive her powerchair through the skinniest door known to stores. It took her a good solid ten minutes just to get in. The whole time she was trying to get in I couldn't help but think "it would be so much easier just to get out of the chair and walk in."

Is succeeding at committing suicide really a success? Does success really come in all forms? Sometimes I think what one persons idea of success would be is just wrong.

My parents are asleep. It's 7:50. It's the weekend. It's a Saturday. Nuff' said.

Allergies suck. I have to blow my nose every 2 minutes, and when I do I can't hear until I swallow. It's weird. Can you call off of work because of allergies? Is that a viable excuse to use for an illness?

I think I might take my friends out to the cheesecake factory later. It would be tight.

The sound of barking glory

Just lay down, get some rest. There's no time to detest what's coming. It's yours, power and glory. Take what lies inside the story.

I feel this way a lot. I want to let it all go and take a break. Just have one day where there is nothing to do, and nothing to accomplish.

What would life be without accomplishments? What would we be living for? Often times the only reason I do something is for the glory. For the feeling of recognition. Is that bad?

There's a dog howling outside. It's so annoying. I can't sleep. I suppose it's a type of karma. My dogs bark all of the time, especially really early in the morning. I can handle my own dogs, but not a foreign one. Hopefully the rest of the neighborhood won't start up too.

I don't listen to classical music enough. Seriously, it's so good, and not recognized enough. Isn't it amazing how music speaks without words. I mean, who was the first person to put actual words with their music? It must have been so weird at the time. Usually I don't even listen to the words of a song. I just listen to the sounds, melodies, harmonies, and rhythm's strewn together. I like sounds.

Bunco Manthin

I finally acquired another job. With the help of Martin, I'm starting at the Oregon Zoo on Tuesday. I think it's going to be a lot of fun and a good experience. I'm excited.

Bear vs. Shark is so underrated. Honestly, their music is creative, catchy, inspirational, and diverse. How many bands can combine all of those attributes together? Few my friend. Few.

Boys and girls of every age, wouldn't you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see, this our town of Halloween.

Did Monsters Inc. ever win an oscar or academy award or whatever? It definitely should have.

I can't believe Mr. English gave me a B in his class. It's post secondary. How can you fuck up a post secondary class when there is no criteria for your post secondary life?! He doesn't care what you do or how you get there. Why do seniors like him so much? You know how many scholarships he helped me get? None scholarships.

Are we not supposed to say "that's what she said" in college? Is it just a high school thing? I guess I'll find out in a couple of months.

My mom is playing Bunco tonight. I don't even know how to play the game. I think it's one of those pure luck games, where it takes absolutely no skill what-so-ever to play. If you ever go to Vegas and see a Bunco table, just walk up confidently and say "deal me in". You'll win right off the bat.

Straight up manthin. We need to hit that up again.

Laffy Taffy Muses. Do They Exist?

You know that you're either really popular or really despised when you have your own forum on reddit.

I bought some new clippers today. I lost another pair on the max. Not sure how it happened, but they weren't in my pocket when I needed them. My new ones are even better though. They're extremely sharp, able to cut the smallest sliver of annoyance right off the finger.

I think I want to open my own business. The problem is that there are so many things that I enjoy doing. I really love music, so it has to be something around that. But I also like biking, eating, cooking, reading, and some other things.

Are imaginations the only real truth that we have? I mean, the only perception that is unaltered. Everything you do and say is a product of outside influence, but what you think is decided only upon yourself. Too bad people let their minds become influenced by others. Kind of blows me theory away hah. Your mind is the only thing that you really possess though. Why would you give it away to someone else?

I don't like really dramatic people. This girl at work today was freaking out because someone took a bite out of her king size laffy taffy thing. Honestly, they were probably doing her a favor. Nobody needs to eat a foot-long laffy taffy with chunks of black crap in the center. I don't even know what those black things were.

I'm tired. Muse is good.

Trash in Colour.

This summer has been really great. I hope it continues to provide me with glorious pleasure.

I really like City and Colour. I wish I had seen them/him play when I had the chance. It would have been really good.

I got the mail today, and it was all junk. I think I'm going to start doing some more online shopping. I always look forward to getting things in the mail. So whenever I get a bunch of junk, it's kind of depressing. Not that the mail controls my life or anything.

My wrist still hurts. It's not getting any better. I'm getting a little nervous actually. I think I might do some physical therapy.

I shaved my legs today. Not completely, but more of a buzz cut hah. It feels really weird wearing socks now. Mostly because my hair doesn't stick out.

In a twisted and psychotic way, I'm glad gas prices are so high. People are finally conserving their gas and using alternative transportation. Sort of like the gas rationing before. It's just funny how it took people getting hit financially to start changing their habits.

So is it better to keep a bad habit, or change to a better habit, but for the wrong reasons? I'll ponder that when I work tonight. I hope no more stupid people come in.

I just got back from work and didn't even think about that at all.

So I rented a movie the other day and returned the case, but I just realized that I still have the DVD in my player. I'll return it tomorrow I guess. oops

I'm going job hunting tomorrow. I think I'm just going to apply everywhere downtown. Maybe not everywhere, but to a lot of places.

It's trash day tomorrow. I hope that's not a sign. (I just watched Fools Rush In again)

Question of the day...Circa Survive or Thrice? I know Taylor will have a hard time with this one. I think so anyway. And Erik

Running Free, Biking Free?

I love riding a bike. It's so much fun. Especially when you realize that there are other people that enjoy it as much as you.

Yesterday I learned that freedom isn't always free...sometimes it's nudity!

The summer seems really chill. I'm not doing much. It's really nice.

So on Wednesday I'm going to get another job. I decided. I've been trying for awhile, but on Wednesday I'm going to wake up early, go downtown, and stay there until I secure a job. Or at least I feel satisfied with my job hunt. So it may only take a couple of hours hah.

I don't like taking off my glasses. Mostly because I usually forget where I put them. Sometimes I'll even sleep with them on so that I can see when I wake up. What if my house caught on fire and I had to run outside without my accurate vision!? Stranger danger.

Superbad is such a funny movie. Whoever decided to call it Superbad is either really dumb or really smart. Probably smart.

I'm going on a run soon. So this is it for now.

Relight the pages of youth

First, summertime fun
And then the Worry sink In
Inexpungeable

I like relating things to bikes, because it makes them seem more enjoyable.

Life seems like one big cycle. Recently I have felt like a big sunflower. I think most students are like big plants. We spend nine months out of the year working mercilessly, waiting for the three months that we get to have fun. I was looking at the flowers we have in our yard, and I was thinking about how sad they seem. They spend three seasons out of the year working and preparing to enjoy one. That seems like a waste of nine months to me.

Who is the girl on the ipod classic cases? Is she a really famous artist? I don't have any idea who she is.

I'm trying to make each summer day memorable. That was one of my goals for the year; to make each day memorable. Whenever I feel like I'm working too hard to doing too much, I always ask myself: "What if you died tomorrow? Would you be happy with your life?" And sometimes I say yes, and sometimes no. This is a yes period.

I'm really getting into Dance Gavin Dance. They're pretty good. I want to see their show in a couple of weeks. Maybe they'll hand the mic over to me so I can show the world what I can really do. Or at least the Hawthorne Theatre.

I went on a tour of my neighborhood with Martin today. I'm really glad I did it. It's like watching a movie that you've already seen in the theaters with your friends. It's not the movie you remember, it's the friends. I don't really remember the neighborhood, but all of the memories just flooded my brain.

"I have mastered the relight"

"Do you have another umbilical cord for my ipod?"

So I think that I have found the secret to becoming an adult. I'll give you a hint. It lies withing the pages of Tom Sawyer.

Better bike pumps

I'm finally done with High School. I just took my last history test and felt a big weight lifted. It's not physically going to High School that matters...it's that obligation to it. Once you aren't obligated anymore, it makes life so much easier.

I just watched this funny movie at the theater. I think it's called The Strangers. It's supposed to be scary, and it was. But it should actually be a comedy.

Martin gave me this fudge that looks really good. I might eat some right now. The only thing stopping me is that I have to wake up early for graduation rehearsal. How rough is that. I have to graduate twice!

I'm excited to hear what Daniella has to say tomorrow. She said her speech is only four minutes long, but I bet to me it will feel like an eternity.

If I had gone to a UofO game today I would totally fit in. I looked like a duck today. How weird is that.

I'm so pumped for college.

Circa Survive is definitely rocking it on the top artists chart. Holding Someone's Hair Back is good. I like them.

I haven't practiced in about a week. At first it felt weird, but now I'm used to it. I have so much more time in a day when I don't practice. It feels like I can accomplish so much more. But I know that when I pick up my fiddle I'm going to sound like the freshman. God help me.

I'm thinking of selling my Snow White Award. I'm going to try and see how much money it's worth. Maybe it can pay for some college textbooks?

If I get paid for playing music, it's not like I'm selling out or anything, am I? Am I prostituting my passion out to random people?

I need to get fenders and a bike pump for my Schwinn. I'm afraid of getting a leak and not being able to fix it. And today my butt was soaked by the time I got to the senior BBQ.

Tomorrow is a big day. I'm pumped.

Burr, it's cold in here

I don't want any debt. I hate debt. Not just financially, but emotionally or physically. The feeling of owing something to anyone, because they gave you something first. I despise that feeling.

My mom cleaned my room today because our whole family is going to be staying up here for a week for graduation. I can't sleep in my room tonight. Everything is neat and tidy. She even re-folded my boxers and stacked them in the drawer. It's creeping me out.

I'm still looking for a job downtown. I think next week I'm just going to head down there and hand out a bunch of resumes and whatnot.

Gas is way too expensive. I knew it before, but it is just getting out of hand. It almost cost my mom $100 today to fill up her Ford Explorer. I hope our next President fixes this ridiculous problem.

It seems like everybody is having sex lately. And in odd places. I always thought that sex was supposed to happen later in a relationship when you have intense intimate feelings with a person. Not necessarily when you're married or anything, but certainly not with some friends for fun either. And probably not in a public facility.

I think that MAX lines should be extended to every home.

I'm really tired. I'm trying to memorize my outlines for history. I would really like that class if we didn't have finals. Beaman actually makes history interesting, but he's a jerk when it comes to the tests. I wish he could make the finals as interesting as Iran-Contra and Aaron Burr.

I want to learn more about music. I want to write my own music. I can hear it in my head, but I either forget it or am just too lazy to actually write it out. Has someone made a computer program that will take thoughts from your brain and write them on manuscrpt? Props to that guy. Or gal.

Some high school lessons

I just learned today that there is never one person doing something. One person doesn't have all of the ideas or originality. One person does not make everything happen. If you suddenly get this idea of something cool that's never been seen, chances are it's already been done.

So how can one then be original? If we assume that most, if not all, things have been done or thought before, then how can any current individual label something as original? Do we need to put quotations around everything we say? Are our lives all mirrors of those before us?

I also learned that thoughts are useless unless they lead to actions. I read this bumper sticker today that said something like "quiet women never make history". It is so true, not just for women, but for everybody. If you have a good idea, share it! Don't keep everything inside.

I'm excited for college. I'm stoked for the summer. I'm ready for next week. And I'm grateful for tomorrow.

3, 2, 1, Pay your Bills

It really is the small stuff that matters.

I watched Monsters Inc. tonight with my mom and dad. I cried at the end. Disney really knows how to make an emotional film. Seriously, Boo pulled at my heart-strings for a solid hour.

I'm excited for tomorrow. Apparently there's a count down and some other senior stuff going on. I want to count down. I'm going to enjoy counting down.

Put your back into it!!!!

"One love, I only want. One love, to last forever. One love, it's now or never."

Lisa is a really cool person. I enjoy her.

So today was my last day of orchestra. It felt really good, but weird at the same time. I've been sitting in that same chair for three years, and now I'm going to leave it. I hope next year I get to hear a bunch of stories about how funny orchestra is.

I started making a list of goals for my summer. You know, just a compilation of things that I want to accomplish. This is my list so far:
1. Watch all of The Office episodes again
2. Work a lot to save money for college
3. Find some people to play music with downtown (or maybe I'll go by myself)
4. See some sweet shows
5. Go skinny dipping in a lake or pool
6. Try some new restaurants
7. Go rafting or kayaking

Yeah, it's not very long. Actually, I could probably complete the list in one week. But it's a start.

It's funny how the places where you learn the most don't hand out any grades or diplomas. Why are we all so stupid? College isn't about learning, it's about meeting an unreasonable and illogical standard. Don't get me wrong, I'm really jazzed to go to college. I just wish that in order to get a decent job, I wouldn't have to spend mass amounts of money of a piece of paper.

I applied to Borders online yesterday, and I was supposed to write about an example of superb interaction or leadership or something. This cool idea popped into my head and words just started to pour onto the keyboard. Then I realized that I only get about ten words. Talk about limitations.

I want to learn how to ride a motorcycle. Seriously, if you have and/or ride a motorcycle your sex appeal automatically goes up. If I got a motorcycle and started wearing some Axe spray, I bet the hunnies would be running towards with Godspeed.

They lied, when they said the good die young. Stay with me, stay with me tonight.
Guitar Solo

I don't know what to do for the Back-laur-e-ette (I'm sure that's not how you spell it. But I just did it phonetically) thing. Hopefully Melanie and I will find something really sweet to play. That would be cool.

Another Religious One

Religion really scares me. I've been trying to think of what the world would be like if it weren't around. Would it be better, worse, or about the same?

I think it's pathetic that people need motivation to have decent morals and values. Motivation by fear or reward. If any person is making choices because of the reward or fear of punishment in the end, they are doing it for the wrong reasons.

Religion is too far-fetched for me to believe. If there is a god, why is there only one? Which religion is true? Why are terrorists attacking innocent lives in the name of god?

If believing in god is the only thing that really matters, then why are there so many religions? If there really was only one true god, wouldn't there only be one true religion?

Wow, I have so many questions. Too bad no one can really answer them. Yes, that is a challenge hah. Honestly, every religious person I know always says that we need to "talk", or that they know a person that can answer my questions. If you believe in god, and you can't explain why you know he/she exists, then how much do your beliefs really stand for? I have yet to meet a person that can logically explain why they know for a fact that god exists. I guess that's impossible to ask though, because then it wouldn't be called faith, it would be called proof.

So then we get to a point where you have people that need to have faith, and those that don't. I see faith as a type of weakness. Why do people need to depend and rely on somebody else for everything? Can't they just believe in themselves? Instead of investing their time and energy into faith, why not invest it into a conviction?

Faith in anything without logical reasoning is just ignorance. This may seem like a bash on anybody that believes in god, but I think it's more of just a general statement. hah.

If a god does exists, then why does he make people suffer? Not people that have sinned, but people who haven't. Why are children dying? Why are infants susceptible to disease and evil parents? Why are newborns left in dumpsters? Why didn't god save them? What was the purpose? Why is he letting criminals live, while children are being abused?

If anybody can answer these questions I have, I would really appreciate it. Until then, I think I'm going to remain an Atheist.

I spoke to a man the other day that believes in god. I asked him how he knew god existed. He replied by saying, "look around you." I did, and I saw the same thing I've seen each day before. Am I just looking at the world the wrong way? I asked him what he saw. He told me that he sees god in everything.

They make hospitals for people like him. I hope he doesn't drive.

Obama for Lyfe!!!!! OMG

I went to see Obama today at the waterfront. It was probably the biggest waste of my time ever. We stood in a 3 mile long line for about 1.5 hours, finally getting to the actual site, and I heard the last ten minutes of his speech. It was still cool to hear him though.

There were these sweet people dancing downtown on the sidewalk to the "Prince of Bellare" theme song. It was cool. I'm excited to go to college.

I want to get away from high school. Everyday I have to go back is so depressing. I'm so sick of trying to enrich my mind, then going to school and losing it all. It sucks.

I'm excited to go to Disneyland. I'm just going to party like it's 69...whatever that means. I heard it in a song. I also got five on it. OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!

Relay for Life was also this weekend. It was more fun than I thought it would be, mostly because Erik was there. If he hadn't been there I probably would have left as soon as I had gotten there hah. I enjoy my friends. They're tight.

Martin is really cool too. Actually, he's more than that. I enjoy being around Tamsyn too. Richard is starting to hit the top charts also. I really enjoy them all.

I bought some clothes today for the summer because it is getting really hot. I'm thinking of shaving my legs because of the amount of hair they contain. Maybe I could donate it to locks of love.

I'm Back (from the long road home)

Ok, so I realize that I haven't posted a blog in about two months...and there is really no excuse. I just got distracted from blogging. I read Chris' new blog and he stated, "Travis: have you stopped blogging?" To Chris and all of my other friendly readers, I am truly sorry.

I think I have severe memory loss. Not as bad as amnesia or anything, but it's pretty bad. I was working yesterday and Mica apparently handed me this paper and told me to write my name on it, but I have no recollection of that memory. I even accused her of being a liar.

I really want to see Coheed and Cambria on Monday, but I don't want to pay someone $30 for a ticket. I wish I had fake money. I've been meaning to get a credit card.

Bike riding is so liberating. Seriously, when the wind blows through your hair and coast down a steady inline, your problems and worries just fly away. It's really great.

I'm not going to Literature at all next week. I feel like if I have to spend another moment next to Nita or whatever her name is I will turn around, grip her neck, and choke her until all of the stupidity withing her soul is expunged. So if my teacher asks me why I wasn't in class, I'm going to honestly reply by saying, "for the safety and welfare of my fellow peers." Or something of that magnitude anyway.

I love playing an instrument. It doesn't matter which one, although violin is my favorite. Music gives you something that nothing else really can. I just can't explain it.

Tomorrow I'm going to get some shorts for Disneyland. I might just cut some of the pants I already have, but only if I run out of money. Sometimes I wish I could just go to Mexico and and make purchases there to save money, but then I realize that I pretty much live in Mexico already.


I believe in a thing called love, just listen to the rhythm of the heart.

Grapes or Crapes?

I had a mission today. I was going to find a mouse pad. Not just any mouse pad, but one that was unique; one that would fit me as I would fit it. It took awhile for me to finally discover the right pad, but when I found it, I knew from the very first visible instant that we were to be together.

However, I had to travel to approximately four different stores before I found this mouse pad. I almost gave up hope, but pulling through eventually landed me in a happy position.

I hope life is the same way. I know that there are rough times, and there are times when we will feel like giving up. I understand that everything can't go your way, and that without the bad, there would be no good. I simply want to know that if I persistently try my hardest and give a full effort, that I will win in the end. I want the mouse pad of life... I just don't really know how to get it.

I'm unsure about my life right now. I want to know that I'm doing the right things. I want to have reassurance. I want food.

A wax Sasquatch

Now, I know that a magician never reveals his tricks...but I thought that I would divulge a few of my blogging secrets. Plus, it's sweet to think about how you personally blog. First, I always write what comes to my mind. My fingers just flow over the keys, typing at an extremely hectic rate. I always make my title last. It's usually just something that I wrote about too, but sometimes it's extremely weird. Yeah and I think that sums it up.

I went to Target today to apply for a job. They have one of those computers set up that you apply with, which is cool. I can type faster than I can write, so I actually prefer it. But honestly, why do they have to include a 100 question test along with it? I don't know what percentage of politicians lie or what weather I prefer. Seriously, what kind of questions are those? Plus, the test asks each question about three times. Why?

Then this little lady with pink hair came and talked to me when I was done. I can't remember her name, because she wasn't wearing a name tag. I think she said Jessica or something. But she made me repeat all of the information I put into the computer to her personally so that she could write it down. It seems like people enjoy creating extra work for themselves. Weird.

"People cause a lot of unnecessary stress." Go Brittany.

I was practicing today and I came to the conclusion that I don't really like classical orchestra music. Seriously, it is really boring to play, and you don't even get paid that much for doing it. At least in a pit orchestra you can make fun of the actors while you play the opera. But on stage, it feels like my body deteriorates faster than a wax statue in the desert.

How does quicksand work? I mean, is it liquidy? Because I thought that there wasn't any water in the desert. So does it just suck you under the sand into a big hole? What happens? And if it's just a big hole of loose sand, then why can't you get out of it?

Outdoor School training is this weekend. It's going to be tight. I hope we get to make smores by a camp fire tonight though. If we don't I'm going to be bummed. Maybe I'll see a Sasquatch?

(ok, I just made my title. It incorporates two things that I blogged about. The wax faces and the sasquatch at outdoor school. Clever, aye?!)

Just Chill

Seriously people, just chill. Finals are not the end of the world. Just because you have to take a couple of tests that will determine if you get an A or a B doesn't mean that you need to stress out over the next three days.

I think it's hilarious how some people are starving on the planet, wondering how they will get their next meal. Some people are living on the streets, thinking of how to survive the next cold winter night. Some people are in the middle of a war, trying desperately to keep themselves and their families alive.

That is where real stress derives from. Not some stupid tests. Some people need to pull their heads out of the hole that they're in and think about what's really important.

Wadda and Dawgs

So I just got back from New York last night, and it was a great time. I saw so many things and met so many people, not to mention I did pretty well in my auditions too. I'm jazzed about the whole trip. Even if I don't get accepted to go over there, I know that I did my best.

I feel so behind of what's going on at Reynolds...actually, just in all of Troutdale. I need to get a job, get the notes I missed, and take some finals that I don't know anything about. I missed my friends a lot (and my dogs), and I don't want to do any work. I mean, when I was done with auditions, I thought that the rest of the year would be gravy.......I was wrong hah.

Have you ever noticed how great life is, or how great people can be? I have a great life and I'm thankful for it. It's pretty sweet knowing that your life can't get much better.

New York and the Yankees

So I'm leaving in a couple of hours to go to the airport. I'm so nervous it's not even funny. I thought for the longest time that I wouldn't be, but now everything feels like it's boiling down to one day. Not just one day, but ten minutes of one single day. At least the Flaming Lips had years and years to show people what they could do...I only have ten minutes. How are these stupid professors supposed to learn anything about a person in ten minutes? I like to think that my personal intricacies extend beyond ten minutes.

I just want this trip to be over. Most people would be excited to go back east...but I just want to be back home. I want things to keep on going how they are now.

I think the hardest part is going to be staying away from my friends for almost a full week. I know that I'm going to be calling Martin about once every five minutes, and after about ten minutes of that he's going to stop answering his phone. And I'm going to text Tamsyn so much that the buttons on my phone will probably die of an apoplectic shock. I'm apologizing ahead of time if I annoy any of my friends back home...but it's hard to go any space of time without things that you really care about.

I'm also going to apologize for the lame gifts that I bring back for people. Since I'm pretty low on cash, it's going to be all about collecting free stuff. Rocks, leaves, trash, napkins, and kittens are all I'm going to bring back home.

Seriously, I want it to be the 6th instead of the 28th right now. Too bad New York is only 3 hours ahead instead of 6 days.

Traveling and Such

So tonight I am packing to go on my trip to do college auditions back east. I never thought in a hundred years that I would be doing something as amazing as this. I think I'm still unsure if it's actually going to happen. I mean, I might have the opportunity to continue my education in a real professional setting. How cool is that. Seriously. It's so hard with music, because I actually have to show them the knowledge and skill I have in person. Plus I have to send them a piece of paper that displays my dedication academically. It's just all so dumb. Or it seems like it sometimes.

I want to see so many places and so many things when I'm over there. Part of me is saying that I should just chill while I'm there, because if I go to school there, then I'll have plenty of time to see everything. But I have this gut feeling that I'm going to be attending PSU for a couple of years. If I do...then I want to see everything in the 4 days that I'm there. That's pretty intense.

Does anybody know how sweet the fall of troy actually is? I mean, it's only three guys, right? And they sound better than a symphony orchestra. That's real talent.

I'm starting to stress out about these auditions I think. Although my version of stress is simply having a doubtful thought. So it's not really stress, but I'm just thinking harder about it I guess. I'm just going to be happy when I get back, because I won't have to practice until the day before state solo like everyone else. It's going to be sweet.

I was supposed to post 20 blogs before six...but I only managed to post one before 6:32. I guess my expectations aren't very high hah.

Cashews and Gum

It's interesting to me how the school that I attend has to provide me with a class that will discipline me to get my work done, yet I still manage to ignore what I should be doing, and instead do what I shouldn't be. I think it's basically human nature to do what you shouldn't. Is that a good thing, or a bad thing? Should people follow all of the rules, or should they resist? Obviously the correct answer is no...that people shouldn't always do what they're told. But then where do you draw the line between being too reckless and simply keeping the authority in check?

Which leads me back to where I'm currently sitting, eating cashews and chewing bubble gum. You may be wondering how that's even possible, because the nuts would be adhering to the gum in my mouth, making a disgusting mix of flavor. Yet it's actually quite good.

Ok, I'm going to go pimp out my blogspot

Losing my Virginity

So I'm starting to post blogs on here because of the superb argumentative skills Christ has acquired while attending Linfield. Yeah...it's intense. It feels like I'm losing my virginity over the internet. Not quite how I imagined it...but I'll take what I can get.

It's actually pretty tight. I generally blog when I really want to say something, I just don't know who to say it to. So this is a sweet solution...because I don't really know anybody that uses blogspot.

Have you ever met a person that's like Palonius? They just agree to agree and go with the flow; they always do what everyone else does. How lame is that. Seriously. Be your own person and do your own thing. People should stop trying to be like other people. If they like something or want something, they should just go for it.

Ok...I need more guys' opinions on this subject. Who is the best dating candidate in Harry Potter? I can't decide between Hermione, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley, or Professor Trelawny. Honestly...they'd all be so sweet to date. I think it's too hard of a question. I hope they don't ask me this at Ithaca or Manhattan this weekend...because I might break down and wet myself.

I really like the cribs. They're really honest and chill. If I ever had a hard time sleeping, I would probably listen to them.