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Back in 1974, corruption and lies were running rampant in the streets. To put an end to this corruption, one man was put in charge of the team that was given this job. That man is of no relation to me.

Mission Statement

Greetings, and welcome to my blog. I am the main person who operates this blog. Ok, I'm the only person who operates this blog. But I was trying to sound professional. Anyways, this blog's really about nothing. Just my thoughts on whatever comes to my mind. Hope it doesn't suck. Haha.

Peace and love.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Fill The Blanks As You Go.

Hey! What do you know? I'm posting another blog this evening. Why, you ask? Because I don't want to go to bed as of yet and I'm thinking about various things that are on my mind. Crazy, right? Oh well.

So, lately, in getting back into this whole "blogging mode," I've been thinking of a rather crazy idea: what if I were to write a book? I mean, numerous people have written books over the years. Why not throw my hat in the ring (I don't think this expression makes any sense. :/) and try it as well? I've been told it would be a perfect medium for me to express myself. And personally, I think it'd be fun, actually. Obviously, if you've read my blog, I have A LOT to say. I repeat, A LOT to say.

(Note: I think this is the first time I've used bold and italics in my blog. Go me!)

So, naturally, a book would be a good choice for me. I guess where I think I would have trouble is this: how would I get it to make sense? Sure, I'm not trying to write the next The Notebook or Time Traveler's Wife or anything of that nature, but I'd like to write a book in a way that at least isn't just a combination of a lot of random information. Maybe a bunch of observations and philosophies on my life and whatnot would suffice. So, it'd pretty much be like this blog, but in book form.

Sound good?


So, maybe one day this book will actually materialize and come out. I've talked about it with my good friend Drew, so anything is possible. Someday, I think it will come out.

Then again, maybe I'll just stick to blogging. *wink*

L8r, h8rs. :P


I Hope You Don't Mind If I Go Out Speaking The King's.

Howdy. So, I'm incredibly bored, and it's late, so I'm blogging. No, it's not a quarter after one. I'm not drunk, and contrary to what Lady Antebellum says, I don't need you know. That song annoys me. I don't need you, Lady Antebellum. Alas, I digress. I don't really know what to blog about, honestly. This tends to be a common problem with me. Oh well.

Lately, I've been doing a lot of thinking. *alert* I've realized that I have only loved two girls in my life, both of them completely different from one another. One, whom I met a little over a year ago and am super close with, has everything in common with me seemingly, and the other, whom I met 4 years ago and am still good friends with, has almost nothing in common with me. Yet, somehow, I think both of them are amazing. I just thought to myself "how could I fall for two girls that are completely different for one another?" and then it hit me: this love thing is actually real. And people who say it isn't are complete morons and should be stabbed in the face with a pitchfork. Maybe not that, but it's stupid if you don't believe in love. To each their own, I guess.

Love is a concept that numerous people have tried to explain with limited success or absolute success, depending on who you ask. I can't even describe it, to be completely honest with you. It's strange, because I've hung out with numerous girls and I've dated numerous girls, all of which are great in their own ways, don't get me wrong, but I've never felt a connection like the one I felt with these two girls 4 years ago and one year ago respectably. I guess love is just one of those things that just.........happens, you know? It's funny to think about. On one side, we have relationships that last for minutes, and then on the other, we hear about couples celebrating their 50th and 60th anniversaries. How does love work?

Bottom line is this: love just exists. Trying to argue otherwise is futile and you're essentially debasing the idea that two people can be in love for such a period of time. I can only hope that I can be the person celebrating his 60th anniversary, looking my love in her eyes, and saying "I love you", and still, after so much time has passed, meaning it as much as I did the moment I first saw her.

That's just love, man.

I'm out.


lol wut

This song is hilarious. Credit to my friend Taylor Smyth for informing me of this, but now I shall share this with you. Try not to laugh. :D

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Spineless Bastards.

Nice title, right? Yeah, I thought so too. It's a lyric from a Smiths song. Called The Headmaster Ritual. Badass title, right? Yep. I thought so as well. It doesn't have any significance

So, I have no idea what to do anymore. That sounds really stupid and emo, so I'll take it back. But without backspacing because it makes my blog look more legit if I just ramble, as we established. *wink* But, I don't know. I'm so confused about everything. Just so many things are happening at once in my life and it's annoying the crap out of me, for lack of a better term. Last year, I was excited about graduating and starting a "new life", so to speak, and now, at this point, I'm miserable. Not necessarily miserable, because I absolutely realize things could be incredibly worse, but I'm just....dissatisfied. College tends to stress me out more often than not, having a job is good and I have no problems with the place I work, but it takes away a lot of my free time that I'd like to use to hang out with friends and whatnot.

Just, I guess, sometimes, I wish I could return to high school, which I never thought I would say, believe me, but I am. I had virtually no worries my Senior year. Everything was as perfect as could be, for the most part. I had numerous friends and I actually enjoyed going to school every day. *shudder* But now, things are so much different. I'm only incredibly close to three or four people anymore, and I hate that.

I don't want to whine or complain or anything of that nature, and I realize that it sounds like I am. But I've just grown tired of the way my life is going right now, and I guess I'm just lamenting on a return to simpler times. I pretty much hate everything about how things are going, and I really do want to change things. I know my situation isn't hopeless or anything of that nature.

As, I always say:

Rant over.


Thursday, February 18, 2010

Our Only Nation Lives In Lucid Dreams.

Good day to you all. So, in today's blog I'm going to attack a certain subject that we all know as...........dreams. Sounds exciting, right? Well, it is. So let's do it!

Alright, so lately in my Psychology class (which isn't my favorite class), we've been discussing dreams and how they come to exist. There are two theories on this: the first being that dreams are symbolic and relate to things going on in our lives, and the other theory being that dreams are just the result of the brain doing a bunch of random stuff while we're asleep. Personally, I agree with the first theory moreso. I've been having a large amount of incredibly odd dreams lately, so I've consulted a website, DreamMoods.com, to help understand these dreams. And, from their interpretations of the different parts of my dream, a large amount of them seem to make sense. Dreams are definitely an interesting phenomenon, and perhaps we'll never know where these dreams come from, but I feel that the first theory is incredibly true about dreams.

Now, I shall explain a few of my dreams that I can remember to you:

1. Basically, I had a dream that a man was chasing me. Yes, the typical "chase" dream. We've likely all had them. Anyways, this man was a rather raggedy looking man (stereotypical homeless gentleman) and he was saying all of this jibberish to me. I ran to my house and he followed me and tried to break into my house, and I grabbed a gun, and I don't remember what happened at that point. Yeah. Sorry to disappoint. I hate dreams like that as well, where all of this crazy stuff happens and I can't remember the ending. It's like watching a movie and leaving 20 minutes early. Unless that movie's a romantic comedy, then you know how it's going to end. But regardless. Anyways, that's dream #1.

2. This dream was actually really funny. This dream involved me and my entire college Psychology class (ironic, is it not?) and our teacher gave us this rather absurd assignment which I can't remember, but only gave us until the end of the class period to completed it. As predicted, this didn't go over well, and one of the students in my class legitly cussed our teacher out and left the class. What was I doing? Well, the only logical thing that a person who's given a huge assignment to finish before the end of the class period does: plays a bass guitar. Wait, what? Yeah, it makes no sense to me either. Weird stuff indeed. Well, dream #2 is down.

3. All that this dream consisted of was me walking around my house and getting ready while the song Hearing Damage by Thom Yorke was playing in the background. Yeah, boring. On to the next one.

4. Insane was what this dream was. Basically, all this dream was was a huge impromptu dance number in the parking lot to Wanna Be Startin' Something by Michael Jackson. Unfortunately, I can't remember any of the dance moves of the dream, but it was absolutely amazing. It was pretty much like this, minus the alien in the teddy suit:

Yeah, awesome, right? That's the kinda stuff that goes on in my head when I'm sleeping. Cool? I thought so too.

Well, that's all for now. I'll be back with more dreams, hopefully. I encourage you to go to DreamMoods.com to interpret your dreams, because it actually is really interesting, and in my case, rather truthful, so if you wish, go there and check it out. But, for now, I'm out. I bid you good morrow. :D


Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I See A Ship In The Harbor.

I expressed a large amount of reservation in posting this, but I feel that I need to tell you this.

I know that I have done nothing but constantly fail you and let you down, and truth be told, you have every reason to be overwhelmingly disappointed in me and my failures. Ok, that's probably overdramatic, but I do feel........no, I won't say that, because I always say that. What I will say is this: I've grown incredibly frustrated. Not at you or anything you've done, but just because I always have these plans of grandeur where I'll come and see you and everything will be happy and sunshine and rainbows and all that, yet something always seems to come along and entirely screw them over. Whether it be weather related, my family needing my car, or any of a number of different factors, the only thing I've been consistant at is not seeing you, and I hate it. I absolutely hate it more than anything. I just wish things could be different, I truly do. Because I know you get angry and frustrated with me not being able to see you and believe me, I do too, but I just.......I don't know what to do. I'm really at a loss of what to do and I feel like a such an asshole for not coming around to see you. And I'm just afraid that if I don't come and see you, I'll lose you for good, but I have no idea what to do. I just wish things could be different in some way.

This is probably really a sappy and sad way to express how I feel, but I really can't think of any other way to express it. I guess I just want you to know that I hate this as much as you do, but I honestly don't know what to do. I'm just getting tired of failing you. It's nothing you've done at all, and I don't hate you or have anything against you. It's just that I'm frustrated, as I said, with how things have gone and my persistant failures towards you.

Part of me wants to just keep all of these thoughts inside because I don't know if they'll do any good, but the other part of me feels that I need to tell you this. I hate knowing that you're upset with me or that I'm failing you or disappointing. I don't want to be that, but I just.......I don't know. I don't know what to do, and it sucks.

Perhaps you were right when you said it might not be meant to work out right now. I want it to more than anything else, but I don't know how.

Monday, February 15, 2010

If Your Art Life Is Gritty, You'll Be Toasting My Health.

I actually started on this blog this afternoon, but I never typed anything into it. So I guess I never technically started on it, but........whatever. I'm going with it anyways, because I've got three lines typed already and it looks nice, but by the time the person reads through all of this they will realize that they've wasted a substantial amount of time reading about next to nothing. And now I've gotten them hook, line, and sinker. You might as well keep reading. You're already in. Can't go back now. I promise it'll get more interesting. As soon as I find something noteworthy to talk about.

I have my iPod on shuffle currently, and the most random song just played: Moonlight Sonata. Yeah, by Beethoven. Well, I don't think it's *actually* Beethoven playing on the track. I think he was dead by the time recording equipment was created, but who knows? I could be wrong. Maybe it's a live recording. Well, regardless of whether it's actually Beethoven or not, it's still a solid song. Good stuff, definitely. Classical composers FTW!

Today was an interesting day. I've been in a good mood for the majority of the day, which is shocking for me because something usually comes around and ruins it partially. But today has been good. I did have class tonight, which was a minor setback, but it went fairly well. I had a test tonight in my Computer class, and I'm pretty sure I did really well. Though I forgot a bunch of the parts of the Microsoft Word window, which HE WENT OVER BEFORE CLASS. Oh well, no worries. That was only 10 points of the 40, so it's all good. Still think I did solid.

So, for now, I'm going to end this blog. I just wanted to improvise and attempt to come up with a decent blog today, and it looks like I did a solid job. 10 points for me.



Sunday, February 14, 2010


Hi there. So, this blog is actually going to be somewhat serious for once, which is odd for me, I realize, but last weekend, something kind of odd happened that gave me a really weird feeling. I know this sounds like it doesn't make sense whatsoever, but I'll explain.

As you may know, I work at a nursing home in town. I don't actually see the actual residents there all that much, because my main job is washing dishes, but I still see them enough to know who a lot of them are. Well, one day last weekend, as I was getting off of work, I walked up to the front of the building to use the restroom before I left. As I was walking up to the front, I saw one of the residents in a wheelchair, just sitting and staring out the front door. And, naturally, I wonder what was going through his mind. What would go through a person's mind if they were sent, for one reason or another, to a nursing home? I'm sure a lot of people have gotten used to it after being there for an extended period of time, but I couldn't imagine after so many years of being at home, being sent to a place with a bunch of strangers.

So, this blog didn't really have much of a point, I suppose. I just had been thinking about this for awhile, and it has, as stupid as this probably sounds, changed my perspective on life in a really odd sort of way. I'm not even sure why, but it was an odd experience to say the least, and I won't soon forget it.


Saturday, February 13, 2010

I Have A Message For Germany.

So, hey girl hey. Or hey boy hey if you're a guy. Or hey boy girl hey if you are gender confused. What's up? You're reading my blog. You knew that. Alright, we've established an equal ground. Let's move on.

This song is awesome:

And this song is not:

So, did anybody watch the Super Bowl? You probably saw a bunch of the commericals. And the Colts get beaten by the Saints. Sucks for you, Indiana. However, a few commercials were actually fairly funny. This one being my fave:


This dude can sing:

This person, not so much:

I'm so cruel. Oh well. Here's another fun commercial.

As you could've probably figured out, I have nothing interesting to say at the moment. But, I just felt like posting a bunch of random videos. Enjoy them.


Friday, February 5, 2010

Ignorance Never Ceases To Amaze Me.

Hello there. So, if you're reading this, and chances are you are(n't), this is just something that has somewhat confused me to an extent. I'm probably incorrect on my terming of this (ignorance, I mean), but it's seemingly the only word that's come to mind, so that's what I'll call it. If you don't like it....well.......too bad. Yeah.

Anyways, have you ever met someone who says one thing, yet does another thing? For example, my sister prides herself on, for lack of a better term, not caring what people think of her. She pretty much does whatever the hell she wants and could care less what people think about. Well, recently, she absolutely conflicted herself. I'll briefly explain: she started going out with this kid at her school, and broke up with him a few days later. Her reasoning? "All of my friends said he was ugly."

Now, allow me to rewind here for a moment.

.......broke up with him a few days later. Her reasoning? "All of my friends said he was ugly."

This coming from the girl who doesn't listen to what others think. What?!

And another example: this girl that I know was talking to me about how she's thinking about trying to go out with this guy. She says she thinks he likes her and that she likes him, so she said she was considering having someone ask him out. I suggested asking him out herself. Her reply was this: "i'm so tired of chasing after guys." What in the hell?! You went on about how you wanted to be with this guy, and now, all of a sudden, you don't want to chase after him? Huh.

I'll never understand how the human minds works. Maybe Psychology will assist in me trying to understand why people do completely different things than they say.

Or not.


An Open Apology To Her.

So, my last blog was full of a lot of vile and venom, so I just wanted to clear things up. I was pretty upset about what happened, but she explained to me that she didn't want to hurt my feelings, which is why she went on the "date" with me, and her phone got taken away, which explains the not speaking to me. So, I just wanted to say that I'm extremely sorry for the misunderstanding. I thought you were just ignoring me, but alas, you were not, and I feel terrible for thinking otherwise.

That is all.