The Gateway

I'm starting to write erratically, but I have a decent reason for that :) A very good one.......very very good one ;D



First off though, a different reason, is merely summer laziness...which I can finally embrace! I was feeling it this whole week, but I still had a few assignments to do....but I'm done and I think I got a 4.0! :D

But, I can definately tell you, summer has started, at least for me :)







That was a lot of firsts this week, more importantly last night :)
First time I felt summer fever this soon.
First time I drove myself to the Gateway.
First date.
First...and there's lots more like that ;D



So, last night, I went to the Gateway with Christina, and her friend Autumn, and her boyfriend, Andrew.
It was interesting, because I had a completely set plan for everything, but it ended up longer, and far more...normal for teenagers my age. Yet I didn't have a problem at all with that...we all had a great time anyway ^^

But the biggest reason I think I enjoyed, besides just being with Christina's company, was the fact that I felt someone always had something to say.
Either, I could speak, or listen, but there was never a lull in conversation, an awkward silence, yet it was at least four hours...

We went to Rumbi's where I aced the interrogation by Autumn, shared a rice bowl with Christina, then, because we missed the 6:45 Space Pirates show, we instead found our way to the theater and saw Shrek Forever After. Which was actually good. I won't necessarily suggest it, but I can say that it was better than the third- Like they made a fourth to actually be the final "third" movie which would end it well.

And from there it was just a nice long time of walking around the Gateway, late at night. By this point in time, it was frequently just me and Christina, seeing as of how autumn and andrew were frequently ditching us to go hide somewhere ;D (No, they only went to find a park bench).

And...it was starting to get pretty cold ;)








I guess there could be more to say, but I'll save it for another time :)

Hmm...

I wonder if people have been checking up on this, just waiting for a post...woops.

Heh- Well, sorry to disappoint, I wasn't really feeling up to writing, I've already been doing so much with my thumbs... ;D



And I am officially feeling ready for summer, but school is not. Of course they are only small, easy assignments, and a few tests, but since that's what my brain tells me, I don't take them seriously (and so far, haven't actually had to)

Therefore what happens is I'm playing games, texting people, watching tv, listening to music, and reading books all day rather than do the stuff I'm supposed to...






I REAllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly hope this isn't a precursor to summer...

I just need to get to friday :D :D :D :D :D :D :D and saturday :D and sunday :) and then the next week is totally nothing...

















I believe it is time to tell you about Christina ^^ and the explanation of the last post.

(I don't know if I have all the facts with me right at this moment, we shall see)





At the banquet in the Little America Hotel Downtown, was an intersting experience at first, with a couple of booths set up for each of the Utah colleges, and I kinda like UVU by the way...We then went into a veeeeeeeeeery large ballroom set up completely with tables already heaped with salads and desert (just sitting there, mocking you.)

First, a blonde haired (mushroom style) kid ( I think his name was bryce...) sat down with us at our table (I was with my parents, and there were 9 chairs at said table). We said our hellos, but I could tell I didn't really connect with him, he was a soccer player.

But the next person to sit down was Christina along with her parents. I again said my hellos with a little more interest this time, and maybe a smile. As we soon figured out (With parents help through conversation) she was 16, came from

GRANTSVILLE, TOOELE!!! (connor -_-)

She also wished to be an Aerospace Engineer which an eye and ear opener. Really? A girl who also has the same career interest as me?
I looked her over again (Through my dad, just sitting in the exact right spot) and recognized a familiarity I hadn't seen at first.
Now I was trying to actually be a participant in the conversation, and not a forced one.


As we ate our three course dinner, and watched slideshows of the winners (at least a hundred), very infrequently I may have looked over at her, and her the same.

Next though, as we were given an appetizing dinner, were a series of speakers, videos and presentations, which slowly lost interest...

More and more frequently, me and Christina kept looking across the table (Well, across my dad :P).



I'd say the turning point in our mere accidental looks to purposeful giggles (her, trust me) and whispers, was when she started doing this sign language version of clapping for the speaker.

It's just kind of shaking your hands like your twisting a door knob, but they are done next to each other like you're about to clap.

I started copying her do it, and when she saw me do it as well, it was sign language (not for applauding) but for "I'm interested in you."

Finally, the speeches were over, and we were moved to the other side of the ballroom to have our picture taken, so we walked together, and almost nearly stood next to each other, but just before we both left, I asked her for number and took a picture of her too ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^ ^^




Tat was the first time either of us had something like that happen, and we were ecstatic to text each other immediately following :)



And let's just say, I am afraid to look at my texting for this month because of her :)

And that's all folks!






















Well, for the average reader ;D

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*Museum Visitor Style!*

*Stolls around, hands crossed behind the back, with a blank, comprehensive stare, which shifts from painting to painting every few seconds, as interest is lost and gained, lost and gained, in an endless circle that doesn't appear so endless...Suddenly those signs appear, reminding you to stop by the gift shop on your way out. The rush of breathable air is wonderful, and you take it in, bounding and skipping on the grass like a gay schoolgirl. Your disheartened crew is slow to follow, so you figure eight them as they lumber on to the bus stop. Their moods are only finally lifted as they step on the bus, chatter and conversation rising from their lungs, and hearts lifted out of the bleach, and dipped randomly into bright colors, splishing and splashing on everyone and everything. The seats you sit in are no longer hard, and uninviting, but big enough for three, yet small enough for one. You can't help but join into every conversation, which before had seemed alien and separate. Snacks are passed around, games are played, and jokes are laughed, before life must return to its previous state, but only, a tiny bit more colorful.*

Alex Clawson is an amazing poet.


















:D








Did ya catch that? Bwahaha........



So, I feel like one of those museum patrons, but my own blog I must say, to me at least, is far more entertaining.

This is probably what an art teacher feels like going to an art museum, with the comparison of the art student feels like going to an art museum.

I've done a lot, and my morals, ideals, and events have changed. But I think I'm still me. *poke* Yeah. *thinks* pretty sure. *reads scriptures* yep yep yep.



Sen. Alex Clawson is a really great poet. (mental note: I will probably use one of his poems in my anthology...) I just read some of his writing, it was really good.








So, now that the parents are home and "baby-sitting" I felt stranded.
No, that's not the right word. I don't feel hopeless yet...
Lethargic? No, not that either........

I feel like I can't sit still in one place, doing one thing too long, like I don't exactly fit in the picture frame.

You're simply the latest of my efforts to find release and sanctuary in something tangible.

Since this is a...friday night post, I'm free to go outside of the box, all of you who are dazed and confused.

But I think I will leave you that way. All the more fun for me ^^

The girl who sat up in front

Hey Y'all. I just want to post again, this time not so sciency.

Although of course I participated in Pre-Calculus and Honors Chemistry, I'm going to save that Hawking mind for the summer, etc. That and the fact that books are due this week so I couldn't rent anything out.



No, but I just want to say................................













I like being single.

Of course it's good Church standards wise, and I can only drive myself as of right now,

I'm still really glad I'm single.





My reasoning for this sort of blog post is that I have been surrounded by it as of recently. You can just look at facebook and see a whole ton of ___is in a relationship with _______ (From 1 week to 6 months to 2 years later) _____is now single. Yeowch.



But personally, It meant that I could socialize (Or perhaps merely smile, wave, and stare without shame or guilt, or even awkwardness (in most situations)) with most girls I know somewhat (that's another- I've recently gone over the theories of my social behavior as well.)



So, here's the lowdown- Teagan was sent outside in Japanese today, and later could go out and talk with her easily, happily. Other select girls during school I could wave to and/or smile. I even saw Alena, as she picked up Shellie with the Horse Trailor ^^ And Teagan responded to my Personal/Non-Personal question of course, giving me her own.

But most interesting, was how I saw this girl at Pirates of the Caribbean at Desert Star tonight. I didn't know her, but she was cute.



Simply the fact that I could think that (and did) was something enlightening, not dreading or foreboding, but happy, a sign of good fortune.
And then my mind went hypothetical, wondering if I could catch her eye as she looks back, or even speak to her, and most ridiculous of all, get her number.

But I chickened out when she saw me looking at her, and I went to find something interesting in the decorations.

It was still good though, and kind of...thrilling. I see why most boys my age do the same ^^ But I don't know how they do it :P




Back to the theories of myself.

Before I can even be friends with someone (a girl) I need some medium to allow them to know me. (I'm the kind of guy that needs to be understood (somewhat ;D) before I could be interesting in some way)

An example is Kate Wadman, from efy. I saw her as she joined our group and immediately liked her, but I don't think I was even truly noticed until at Choir practice, I had a moment to play some Bohemian and David Lanz.
I noted that after the Choir, I was truly included in the conversation between her and Chloe (the inclusion was gone soon after but), and I accounted it for the piano for "understanding."




I'm...excited to date :)
I think it'll be a fun experience, and hope to be able to be "understood" in some small way ;D

Not Long Ago, in a Galaxy very near our own...

I've been feeling like a Physics geek over the weekend.
And IIII lIke it!


Multiple events lead to it- Watching Stephen Hawking's Story of the Universe, reading for 10 minutes in the science of Star Wars, and then Researching and Thinking on my own, and Voila! You get Aerospace Engineer, Alex Clawson.
(ooh, that sounds so enticing...)

But that's not all, in fact it's very little. Honestly, the week, and most of the weekend, was just spent not doing homework, and instead playing Xbox Live.
Halo Reach and Battlefield Bad Company 2.

In the games, I've realized that my addiction is sparked (and held) by multiple points.

#1 The game is fun. (no Duh)
#2 The game is challenging. (I've figured this before)
#3 The game allows me to progress. (Recently understood)
#4 The progression (appears to) give results. (A new theory, beginning to test.)

It makes sense, and is applicable to any of the games, especially those I don't play at all, those I played for a very short time, those I played for a little while, then lost interest, and those that held my interest for a very long time, or continue to.

But I recently had an epiphany.

After all of that science stuff happened, I felt the urge to research some books to read, theories, laws, etc. about physics and Aerospace Engineering...And I was having fun. It was hard to understand, but I was slowly understanding it to. Suddenly I knew far more answers to many deep questions that I didn't know before.

I think that satisfied all of the limits ;D

So suddenly, as long as I can maintain that attitude, it is actually possible to simply drop video games for Education, maybe even Religion (that will require a lot more work, and perhaps the help of Youth Conference and efy, etc.)

[I find that again, Physical remains forgotten. Maybe I should record my health, feelings, even consistency of hair, number of acne spots, yellowish-ness of teeth...

I found it.





Although appearing blank to you, those last fifteen minutes were spent creating my new "Feeling" graph. The reason I did this was to ultimately improve my hygiene in various ways, but not only in by judging how I feel at night- But to scientifically graph it all, on a clear sheet of paper, should allow the information to be used right at my fingertips. Perhaps this will solve the Fun, issue, I hope it's a little tricky, But I'm quite certain to see progress (change or continuity, at least) and especially results.

Well, all that is still a distraction from the work due tomorrow. Night.

IT'S MAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Much scared, am I.




Or I wish...






May means AP tests, Core tests, Finals, followed finally by summer...
And I should be sweating more than a hippo in an indian coffee house, but I'm not, I continue to lounge away, even writing in my blog.

I need to fix that soon. REALLY FRICKIN' SOON.





But besides that, you don't know what happened over the weekend.
Neither do I O_o






Just kidding!
It was a perfect example of where I fit in in terms of social groups, friends, activities, etc.

On Friday I went to Arthur's for a Pokemon party, Saturday morning I drove to Alena's Horse show, and Saturday night went to A Midsummer Night's Dream.

Arthur's Party and A Midsummer Night's Dream were awesome.

At Arthur's, I felt right at home, being able to jump from one conversation to the other with ease, proving my stuff in not only pokemon battles, but breeding a few dragons etc. for Greg and Kirk and friends. Although I feel a compunction for staying till midnight when I said ten (Suzi and Alyssa dropped by, it was oddly very hard to leave such a place where not only was my element (videogames) surrounded in full, but also girls who not only respected but enjoyed what we did too.) but It was so much fun.

And the play too, it was hilarious! Oh, it was expertly done, crafted with skill, and sown together with hilarity. Whereas the movie that Mr. Wood showed us was rather creepy, this one was filled with my own friends that I thought just did amazingly.







But the horse show....Heh...........

Well, I woke up a little late, got there just after Alena had finished her first show *dang* and it was long long time till the next one- One of Alena's friends requested her to babysit a small child for the entire time we were there (an awkward company, that I think sort of stressed Alena out) *dang*

I was still glad I went, and conversed with some of them for a little while, it kinda stunk. I proved again to be useless when it came to horses, small children, and slightly better but still bad: girls my age *rolls eyes*.

So I left. I felt even worse cause I didn't want to have to face Alena directly (who was getting nervous and antsy about the next event) and merely told Shellie (who might have been the only one to give a hug anyway) to tell the others.

And I forgot a chair too! But that I don't mind.






But...I think I grew from this experience. If not from dealing with not so awesome situations, I forced myself to get lost, and figured out how to really understand the roads of Utah, and also stopped by a Wendy's by maself.
-These seem miniscule and unimportant to you, but are a world of importance to me-


Also, one final footer, Bohemian Rhapsody finally truly has meaning for me.
Not just a good song that I have played for a while and liked, but as I left the Arena, I was pumping Rhapsody and the words finally clicked to my life, although i'm not sure if it was a good or bad way yet.

I hope I'm getting faster and better at this writing thing.
Drawing is next.

Well, g' night, sweet friend.