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.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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.
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.
Monday, May 19, 2008
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.
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.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
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.
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.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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.
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.
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