Hee hee ^^
Nerd Bashes are De' Bomb :)
Ryan's House is wicked awesome for a party, I'm sad that I haven't gone before :P
Big and Spacious, downstairs with a ping pong and foosball table, projecter for video games, tasty pizza-brownies-ice cream-soda. And then of course all of the Brawl, Metroid, and videos too :) ...
There was Ryan, Easton, Andrew, Dylan, Joe, and Myself, plus Ryan's family.
Ryan's just like his dad, and his father is chill. His mother too. And their dog.
But not their brot- Just kidding! xD
Including the perfect Nose-shot on Easton, we had a lot of inside jokes (and created memories easily) and there was one in particular that had happened before, at school.
Between Me, Ryan, and Andrew, two of us would be walking behind the other and start loudly whispering in a Nature Announcer voice "Observe the Clawson in his natural habitat..." and stuff like that xD
"...He stalks the halls, keeping on the lookout for prey. However, it is obvious that he is not in search of a mate as he has not yet shaved..." and stuff like that.
I went to the party not having shaved yet, however...Tomorrow ;)
Tell ya more then.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Creating Memories
I use the weekend to die and be reborn, so it would seem.
On friday or Saturday I break down and die, and over the course of that next day or two, I revive, as if out of a deep and horrible nightmare.
Friday was my death, (As you can see), Saturday was my slow recooperation (withdrawals perhaps), and was back to a wonderful human being just as the Sabbath rolled around.
Saturday was extremely beneficial to me, being able to hang out with the Percussion Ensemble, perform well, and have fun, but most importantly, TO CREATE MEMORIES.
To Create Memories is to reaffirm that one is alive, and living life out to its fullest. To Create Memories is to share them with others that they too may benefit from your happiness. To Create Memories is to take a piece of the Present, convert it to the Past, and save it for the Future. To Create Memories is to feel, to think, to believe, to love, and to enjoy. To Create Memories is the Pursuit of Happiness.
And, surprisingly, a good number of requirements on my To-Do List are checked off... These next two days will be a bit stressful, but the rest of the week will be wonderful: No school Friday, 1104 102070 7020 D5107092010, 1 30207051091C 41705 A097080 B5096070510 2010 60170805041C0 :) )
Also, of course, SPRING BREAK, and the Instrumental Music Tour to San Francisco :D
(A definite opportunity to Create Memories)
Good Night, I know I'll have one :)
On friday or Saturday I break down and die, and over the course of that next day or two, I revive, as if out of a deep and horrible nightmare.
Friday was my death, (As you can see), Saturday was my slow recooperation (withdrawals perhaps), and was back to a wonderful human being just as the Sabbath rolled around.
Saturday was extremely beneficial to me, being able to hang out with the Percussion Ensemble, perform well, and have fun, but most importantly, TO CREATE MEMORIES.
To Create Memories is to reaffirm that one is alive, and living life out to its fullest. To Create Memories is to share them with others that they too may benefit from your happiness. To Create Memories is to take a piece of the Present, convert it to the Past, and save it for the Future. To Create Memories is to feel, to think, to believe, to love, and to enjoy. To Create Memories is the Pursuit of Happiness.
And, surprisingly, a good number of requirements on my To-Do List are checked off... These next two days will be a bit stressful, but the rest of the week will be wonderful: No school Friday, 1104 102070 7020 D5107092010, 1 30207051091C 41705 A097080 B5096070510 2010 60170805041C0 :) )
Also, of course, SPRING BREAK, and the Instrumental Music Tour to San Francisco :D
(A definite opportunity to Create Memories)
Good Night, I know I'll have one :)
Friday, March 18, 2011
Hitting the Wall.
I don't think I'm in the Twilight anymore...
What the heck is this?
Fortunately, whatever this is, it isn't as terrible as the Plane of Suck, though it may or may not be as bad...
If you haven't enrolled in one of Robert Langdon's Symbology courses, I'll have to give you an introduction into what the heck I'm saying...
Actually...I can't tell you what I don't know...
It's kind of late on friday night, and I have tons to do, yet nothing to do... Depression? Maybe. An underlying cause? Not apparently. Insane? Quite possibly.
In an attempt at returning to some form of rigidity and order, I will begin by mentioning that tomorrow is the Day of Percussion, and the Percussion Ensemble will perform The Bells and Portico, and I will perform Furioso and Valse in D Minor.
There is also a Pre-Trek Walk tomorrow morning, however I will be unable to attend, sadly.
On monday, many extra credit and time consuming assignments are due (Few to none of which I have started). On tuesday, same deal. Thursday is the final day of term however...You see now why being tired and lazy right now is really bad...
I've just been watching a bunch of machinima's, trailers, and videos in general of video games and movies I had previously enjoyed...
I really miss making all those memories. I feel like I've already begun to stop making them and only remember them...In that respect I feel old, but my mind lacks any of the knowledge and wisdom to back up those memories with fact and truth.
A sad predicament I find myself in, I assure you.
What to do, what to do.........
I really don't know.
I just, don't know.
What the heck is this?
Fortunately, whatever this is, it isn't as terrible as the Plane of Suck, though it may or may not be as bad...
If you haven't enrolled in one of Robert Langdon's Symbology courses, I'll have to give you an introduction into what the heck I'm saying...
Actually...I can't tell you what I don't know...
It's kind of late on friday night, and I have tons to do, yet nothing to do... Depression? Maybe. An underlying cause? Not apparently. Insane? Quite possibly.
In an attempt at returning to some form of rigidity and order, I will begin by mentioning that tomorrow is the Day of Percussion, and the Percussion Ensemble will perform The Bells and Portico, and I will perform Furioso and Valse in D Minor.
There is also a Pre-Trek Walk tomorrow morning, however I will be unable to attend, sadly.
On monday, many extra credit and time consuming assignments are due (Few to none of which I have started). On tuesday, same deal. Thursday is the final day of term however...You see now why being tired and lazy right now is really bad...
I've just been watching a bunch of machinima's, trailers, and videos in general of video games and movies I had previously enjoyed...
I really miss making all those memories. I feel like I've already begun to stop making them and only remember them...In that respect I feel old, but my mind lacks any of the knowledge and wisdom to back up those memories with fact and truth.
A sad predicament I find myself in, I assure you.
What to do, what to do.........
I really don't know.
I just, don't know.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
A Change of Heart
In all technicalities, this is wednesday morning, not tuesday night, but let's skip that tidbit, shall we?
Well, I'm still alive, though that's not saying much.
Trek Meeting- Short and sweet- I had fun playing games, ordered a muslin shirt.
Solo and Ensemble- Should have practice my solo more and the ensemble less (Mattie wasn't ready at all for Metric Lips, I have it basically memorized and Josh and Hudson are fine, I suppose).
12 Angry Men- You know, I rather enjoyed it! Despite the allusions that Teagan, Saxton, and play-attenders in general gave me, I had a great deal better time at 12 Angry Men (I think it has something to do with the fact that me and testosterone get along well, but me and estrogen are total strangers).
Jason's Cabin- It was fun. This time around, we had more deacons and teachers, fewer priests and leaders, and everything was under 2 feet of snow. It was still rather enjoyable, but nothing in comparison to the first trip.
Bishopbric Youth Discussion- It was fun. We had a lot of good, tricky questions, and I found a few answers, or totally new ideas, and there were a lot of people that I enjoyed to be around from the ward, as well.
Steel Magnolias- Like I pointed out in the 12 Angry Men description, I'm not one for pink, if you catch my drift. [A little bit deeper, it seem's idiotic that I like 12 Angry Men better than Steel Magnolia's: The 12 Angry Men create problems and arguments based on a subject that doesn't necessarily have to be, while Steel Magnolia's are about "strong, upright women, who withhold their marital vows" etc., but they're just trying to cope with the trials of life {See differences between Trails, Tribulations, and Afflictions}...meh].
ACT- Well, due to the fact that I went to Steel Magnolia's the night before, I didn't study as much as I would have liked to...or at all......Or would have gotten some sleep....or would have gotten a good breakfast....Regardless, I think I did pretty well on the test (I improved my English section, though I bet my Math will fall) though probably not well enough to beat my score of 31...
There, you're all caught up. Happy?
Yeah, Me neither.
I essentially spent all afternoon home playing minecraft. I finished the horizontal railroad, the monorails, renovated Loch Ness, prepared to start digging Vorkuta, and Moscow is waiting...
When I finally pulled out of it, just to find I was watching videos of minecraft mineshafts, railroads, explosions, tunnels, computer and computation systems of high tech analysis...To get to the point, I'm addicted.
And this was the game that wasn't supposed to matter! It was about the journey, not the reward! Yet what do I find myself doing?!...
I just typed up another copy of my patriarchal blessing, so I can explicate it, in an attempt to return to my agenda- The Sailboard is back up on the wall- I'm finally going to get those Physically Fit, Mentally Awake, and Morally Straight signs up.... maybe.
Look at me making goals...All to be forgotten...
Well, I'm still alive, though that's not saying much.
Trek Meeting- Short and sweet- I had fun playing games, ordered a muslin shirt.
Solo and Ensemble- Should have practice my solo more and the ensemble less (Mattie wasn't ready at all for Metric Lips, I have it basically memorized and Josh and Hudson are fine, I suppose).
12 Angry Men- You know, I rather enjoyed it! Despite the allusions that Teagan, Saxton, and play-attenders in general gave me, I had a great deal better time at 12 Angry Men (I think it has something to do with the fact that me and testosterone get along well, but me and estrogen are total strangers).
Jason's Cabin- It was fun. This time around, we had more deacons and teachers, fewer priests and leaders, and everything was under 2 feet of snow. It was still rather enjoyable, but nothing in comparison to the first trip.
Bishopbric Youth Discussion- It was fun. We had a lot of good, tricky questions, and I found a few answers, or totally new ideas, and there were a lot of people that I enjoyed to be around from the ward, as well.
Steel Magnolias- Like I pointed out in the 12 Angry Men description, I'm not one for pink, if you catch my drift. [A little bit deeper, it seem's idiotic that I like 12 Angry Men better than Steel Magnolia's: The 12 Angry Men create problems and arguments based on a subject that doesn't necessarily have to be, while Steel Magnolia's are about "strong, upright women, who withhold their marital vows" etc., but they're just trying to cope with the trials of life {See differences between Trails, Tribulations, and Afflictions}...meh].
ACT- Well, due to the fact that I went to Steel Magnolia's the night before, I didn't study as much as I would have liked to...or at all......Or would have gotten some sleep....or would have gotten a good breakfast....Regardless, I think I did pretty well on the test (I improved my English section, though I bet my Math will fall) though probably not well enough to beat my score of 31...
There, you're all caught up. Happy?
Yeah, Me neither.
I essentially spent all afternoon home playing minecraft. I finished the horizontal railroad, the monorails, renovated Loch Ness, prepared to start digging Vorkuta, and Moscow is waiting...
When I finally pulled out of it, just to find I was watching videos of minecraft mineshafts, railroads, explosions, tunnels, computer and computation systems of high tech analysis...To get to the point, I'm addicted.
And this was the game that wasn't supposed to matter! It was about the journey, not the reward! Yet what do I find myself doing?!...
I just typed up another copy of my patriarchal blessing, so I can explicate it, in an attempt to return to my agenda- The Sailboard is back up on the wall- I'm finally going to get those Physically Fit, Mentally Awake, and Morally Straight signs up.... maybe.
Look at me making goals...All to be forgotten...
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