Decided to rest January 31, 2011

     I had two dreams last night. One was pretty strange, and the second was very strange and creepy.

     Dream number one. Snickers and I were set on a scavenger hunt while our old water polo coach tried to sabotage us. He gave us four routes to take, the one we took involved Disneyland. At the end of the hunt he sabotaged it to where all we had done was for nothing. I don't remember caring too much. Snix and I were getting around in Jessi's DAMN Sexy Car. I would just call it a car, but I feel like I might offend those who know its real name.

     Dream number two was my brother and I tracking down a clown up to no good. Little did we know how powerful he was. Joe went in one door and the door shut him in. I knocked, and banged on the door, but it the door wasn't making a sound. I began to run down a long dark hallway, looking back as I did. I could only see creepy eyes shining. They would pop out of the farthest door, then leave only to come one door nearer. My right arm and right leg ended up banded together by a giant rubber band, but somehow I ended up getting downstairs. There was Laura, Goku, and I think a few other people. I was looking into this one picture frame in the wall that had black outline and a white papery thing that surrounded no picture. Instead water flowed over where the picture would have been. It was kinda cool actually, despite the really creepy setting and everyone being afraid. I sat down on a couch in the room with everyone and I found a napkin. I looked at it, and the clown was on it. I covered it up realizing that he might have been able to appear if I uncovered it. Then I woke up I guess.

     Side note: I really wonder what happened to Camel. Those of you who don't know who that is, don't worry about it.

     My brother and my mom left without me to tour the college. I didn't really want to tour it anyway, and I don't mind relaxing in the hotel room for a while.

     It's snowing!

     So here I am now. I'm just lounging, writing, relaxing, watching reruns, drinking a cup of coffee, and eating Pop Tarts. Not sure what to do now. I should probably leave the room for a bit. My mom wanted room service to come by.
     Sorry I'm posting so late. I just got up from laying down because I just found out I'm allergic to grapefruit. Quite unpleasant. I'll update for real in a moment. Alone with my new book, I found something absolutely delightful. Give me a few moments to settle and check into it.
     This may take me some time. 
     So we went back to campus because my brother wanted some souvenirs from the book store. On our way back to the car, some guy pulled up Blasting "Nothing Better." I smiled and it was stuck in my head the rest of the day. We were also parked next to a Subaru Empreza. It looked quite similar, but it isn't the DAMN sexy car I've learned to identify.
     Pun of the day. A restaurant named "Souper! Salad!" The exclamations themselves made me laugh. It seems so, pause-y. It's so, excited though, and the pun was nice.
     I was going to rant about my family tonight, but I'll either save that for another night, or just blow it off for now. The only thing I will say is that I feel as though they gang up on me and that my opinions aren't very valued to them. Also, I think my brother thinks I'm some kind of stupid. I won't go into detail for now.
     I was irritated by what happened to make me think this way during dinner, but I looked over and something made me smile. Some guy's kids were having miso soup and they said it was good so he asked for some. Then he leaned forward and the little girl was giggling trying to feed it to him. She didn't think the miso spoon would work so she asked for another spoon while the brother excitedly watched. 
     Now, I would like to post my view on medicine. Keep in mind I'm no doctor, and not the smartest guy in the world, but this is how I feel. I don't like medicine, for the most part. It seems as though for every minor pain, or anything really, my mom is heavily reliant on Advil, Alieve, Ibuprofen, Motrin, or something of the sort. She is such a firm believer on them that she usually just calls them all Motrin. Sure I like cough syrup, but I can feel that working. For the most part though, I sometimes want to say that it's just a placebo. I've had my own experience with placebo before. A friend wanted me to watch a movie that I didn't have the best experience of the first time around. She gave me a pill that looked like a vitamin I used to take. Whether I knew it was the vitamin or not had no matter when I had the thought that it might loosen me up if I was wrong. So, I began laughing hysterically at the beginning credits. Lo and behold, I was correct in the beginning and I had no magical laughing pill, but a vitamin. I don't really know where I'm going with this, but I guess I'll end on this. I'm not doubting modern medicine that very apparently works... but when my family takes anti lactose intolerance pills that don't even give me relief, and they claim they work on every stomachache, I have my suspicions.
     I'm tired and still a little off from that grapefruit, so sorry if my grammar isn't tip top in that last paragraph.
     I still need to email my teachers, so I don't think I'll be updating any further tonight, but I will leave with this. I got "The Little Prince" today and was smiling all the way out of Borders book store. I plan to read it again and show it to friends. www.b612.net made me really happy today. I happened upon it. Those of you who don't know the right answer, answer it honestly. Those of you who do, give the wrong answer first. It's quite funny. My new book got some water damage from the snow today, and I was a bit bummed, but I guess that could mean I'm breaking it in. I'll still take good care of it, and I'm excited to have it in my possession. 
     If I edit no further for tonight, then goodnight readers, sweet dreams. 

Full of thai January 30, 2011

     I haven't been able to type all day, luckily I've been making notes of my pretty darn eventful day on my itouch. Good, lets get started.

     The day started at 3:30am. I don't know what else to say about that, but that's just when I awoke.

     One of the people doing the tickets and such called my mom "lady" when telling her to "have a nice flight." He said it really funny-like, so I smiled. I think he called me "sir" or "dude."

     The next thing that happened today was probably the highlight of my day. I think our plane departed at 5:30am. On the runway it was still very dark except for the mass amounts of lights, some flashing some different colors. It was quite the view of lights. When we began or ascent into the sky, it was still very dark. San Diego was well lit, and as we turned over the ocean to change directions, we began to rise above the clouds. Once we rose over the clouds, it was suddenly light. There was a pinkish red sunrise that I could see toward the front of the plane and for a good twenty minutes, we soared over a perfect bed of clouds. There were absolutely no holes, they were completely even in height, and they were extremely fluffy and cottony. I'm aware that if I jumped out of the plane, they wouldn't catch me, but I almost wanted to test it anyway. It was convincing enough that I might have believed it.

     My mom told me when we were flying over Flag when she saw it on our in flight map thing. We appeared to be a little west of Flag when flying over, but I began to wish that me might get delayed somehow and end up in the Flag airport. On the flight I had two cups of coffee. I really wanted coffee, I didn't feel like sleeping anyway.

     I thought of something for a comedy act during our layover. I really have no plans to become a comedian, so maybe this would be one of those pointless Facebook groups. I just found it funny how auto flush toilets flush when you're just not done sometimes. Call me gross, but it would be funny to create a group called "Damn you toilet, I'm not done!"

     Random note: I think I'm becoming a robot. I would much rather become a ninja because I love ninjas so much, but I've been saying "beep" a lot. Maybe not as much as your stereotypical robot would, but maybe just as much as your average non stereotypical robot. It's just a habit. I don't use a robot tone, someone slap me if I did, but I still say it.

     I'm very loopy in the mornings. My brother and my mom can't handle it. I wish they could, because I was having too much fun talking nonsense. This morning I was especially ridiculous.

     We had about an hour and a half to kill in the Denver airport, so my mom and brother decided to do some window shopping. I originally was going to start blogging when they went, but instead I was having far too much fun on the flat escalators. There were two in a row, but four altogether. At first, I pretended to do the moonwalk on them and run on them both ways. It was fun, but I could've seen myself getting in trouble real fast, so I decided to find another way to ride them. Using my awesome yellow note paper and a good pen, I drew "HIGH 5!" in large bold letters. The next hour was filled with me repeatedly riding the escalators back and forth making people smile and getting high fives. Some guy even came back for a second. Some guy rode with me, one guy tripped up on the escalator to get one, and two people took pictures of me. Oh, and one lady told me to come back for her. So I did! It was too much fun and it put me in a good mood.

     I'll break the post right here but keep editing, just so I can get some of it up.
     Before getting on the second flight I got really upset when my mom wouldn't let me sneak a cell phone picture of this old lady with really sweet purple hair. They had M&M playing cards... I don't think that's very important, but they were yellow and hard to miss.
     When we arrived, we checked into the hotel after minor navigation issues between my phone GPS and my mom's. I had another cup of coffee?! @_@ We then went to Garden of the Gods. It was really neat, especially the kissing camels formation in front. I should be posting pictures on Facebook up soon enough. There are some REALLY nice looking houses around there. There was one with like, three patios on a hill. It looked mega expensive and luxurious. I don't remember the names of the places we stopped there, but there will be pictures. Believe it or not, I wanted to get out and hike around, mainly so we could get closer. My brother and mom were pretty tired though. Fine, I won't deny that I was too. We started the day pretty darn early. From all that coffee I think I was actually starting to get dehydrated.
     Note: DBZ Team Four Star's new episode came out today. It was okay, not one of their best. 
     We ended the day with Thai, and we might turn in early tonight, but we'll see. I feel pretty good now that I'm taking it easy. I'm going to play one and only one game of League with the guys so I can hear them and socialize.
     This is not goodnight quite yet.
     I'm not done editing, but this is what I wrote about that guy the other day. 

I sit at a transparent wall in a third story classroom

Outward there is a large hallway that has not been gifted with chatter or foot traffic

Hand rails guard a bench from a crosshatched gap between sidewalks

In the hard dirt lies a lonely yellow hydrant

I excitedly study a shaggy man in black as he comfortably perches atop the only vibrant object in the vicinity


He routinely removes his black cap and shakes his wiry hair


His feet carefully squat on the arms of his perch


Delicately inviting a drag from his cig, he waves at me as I have taken interest in the picture he creates

He remains briefly enough for me to motion him to stop so I can hurriedly capture the scene in writing.

I wish to convey that he is my subject


He smirks and shrugs off his curiosity, not seeing the way he completes the hallway view.


It's really rough, yes, but I really just loved the scene he created. He actually ended up in the very class I watched him from, so I told him about it later. I've been calling myself a writer/poet lately. Maybe I'm not good enough to have earned the title yet, but I feel interesting/ sophisticated when I do.
     More to come. I'm just going to League with Ben and Luke, it'll be nice to hear from them and I probably wouldn't be able to join the guys later seeing that my brother and mom will probably be asleep soon.
     So I got to play a game of LoL with Luke and Ben. I was going to wait for Pedro and them, but my family was falling asleep in the hotel room and I can be loud sometimes. ^^; Who knew? We won, but I didn't really mind whether win or lose. I was really just there to interact with some friends. It was good to hear their voices and enjoy their company. Oh those guys. Now that they've gone to dinner though. I can't decide what to do. It's 8pm here in Colorado. That's way too early for me, even if I AM exhausted. I can shower, okay. That's not going to really take much time. I might as well chat with some people for a bit, we'll see how the night progresses.
     Oh, I forgot to post this. I've been thinking about it today. I've realized that my brother treats me like a child more often than not. He talks to me like one, and...Hm, it's not fresh in my mind. Something about my mom and brother was bothering me today.  Something along those lines. Oh well. 
     Alright, time to turn in... Hm, it's still a bit early. I want to write tomorrow. Oh! Free hotel breakfast tomorrow! Bottomless toast and cereal! Well at least I hope they have those necessary parts of a balanced breakfast. No one likes their breakfast to topple clumsily. It really is a delicate process. One forgotten nutritional part and BAM! Your flakes might as well have been unfrosted. Sorry Tony, no tigers here, just people who can't balance their nutrition.
     Oops, outta time. Goodnight readers!

In bed January 29, 2011

     Legoland, Jessi, Pizza, Jessi, Red Dead. Sorry, I needed to write that down. It's the five different dream subjects that I had last night. Surprisingly, I can remember them all. I woke up at seven and kept going back to sleep to come up with different dreams.

     In the Legoland dream, I was working some ride I obviously made up because it doesn't exist at Legoland. In fact, I don't even know how I knew this place was Legoland. Somehow, it just was. I think I saw some of my old co workers too, so that would make more sense. Anyway, this handicapped girl was on the ride I was operating and she was on it alone. She was really scared and her wheelchair was awkwardly placed. Anyway, I was operating it from a brake section in the middle of the ride. As she passed it was going really slow so I hopped on the side to reassure her it's ok. I held on for too long and the roller coaster started going extremely fast. I tried to hold on with one arm as it dropped, but when it went back up I was flung downward. Luckily there was water and for some reason it saved dream me. I spent the rest of the dream going back and forth between offices at Legoland because the little girl's mom was trying to file a law suit.

     Dream two had to do with hanging out with Jessi. It was wonderful to see her in my dreams. We were hanging out watching a little league game from a hill behind the home run fence. Her car was parked somewhere nearby.

     In dream three, my mom wanted me to get a pizza from supposedly the best pizza shop in the world which was really just a small place owned by a fat Italian dude who was mean, yet really friendly. I'll let you interpret that the way you will. I ordered some pizzas and sat on a really high counter on the other side of the shop as I waited. In walked an old friend Andi Kohller. I think I spelled that right. For awkward spelling reasons I would not like to talk about switching the two letters that might be misplaced. So, my dream then was basically me trying to get her to remember me, because she always thinks I don't remember her. It was my turn I guess. There was also that blond girl from swim, but I don't think she fit into my dream very much. As I'm talking to Andi, my pizza is ready, and the Italian man starts yelling at me because I'm not taking my pizzas. He left them on the metal tray and my gosh it was hot. The rest of my dream I spent listening to both of them talking to me while trying to get the pizzas into carryout boxes. He also kept eating this cheese filled flat garlic bread that looked really good. He was making funny faces and telling me how good it was. The people talking to me were overwhelming.

     Alright, dream four. Dream four was Jessi and I driving around trying to find something to eat and also trying to find me a job. Joe was helping too, but from a different car, we had him on the phone. Jessi took me to this one ritzy place where she knew everyone who worked there. It was quite fancy. They even had their mints lined up in a decorative fashion on a large table. They didn't call them mints though. They called them diamonds. In any case I unwrapped one and ate it. It was delicious and it tasted like fancy shmancy spearmint. I took a couple and put them in my pocket. For the remainder, Jessi and I were going from person to person trying to find out the right person to talk to and what mood they had to be in for me to get a job there. When we knew we were getting close, we called my brother and he sighed angrily and drove home. Jessi and I giggled a bit and continued our search together.

     The last dream was Red Dead Redemption. It even had the right font in some cases. I was in the dream and the first thing I heard was, "Whaddya think, should I kill'im?" There was a rifle to my head. Oh dang it. Luckily, the rest of the group all said no, and he put the gun down. I shook his hand and all was well. Some dude then rode through and grabbed something valuable making them all mad. I began to chase him, along with a polar bear. I wanted to jump on the polar bear so I could catch it and ride it, but I had other matters to attend to. The guy jumped off of a freaking huge cliff into abyss. No way man. The polar bear had vanished, and we spotted some Irish guys around a campfire. Suddenly it was dark, so we joined them.

     Alright, so after being instructed to sleep in, I think this is the best I can do. 10:30 ain't bad. I'm awake now. I remember petting princess like crazy again last night. Time to go find my list from last night and do some stuff today. I'll be back for an edit after I eat, shower, maybe do a couple of things, and talk to my mom telling her I'm awake. I'm home alone again as always >_<
     Ok, so! Dodgeball tonight at eight o'clock! I'm super excited! We have much lower chances of getting kicked out. More on how that goes later.
     I also played a game of League with the guys. It was nice talking to them and being around their silliness again. I webcammed Todd and Pedro for a bit after because I wanted to see them. We couldn't find much to talk about, but still I couldn't pull myself away. Even when they started playing WoW I hung around.
     As of now I'm webcamming with Deanna! Shes great to talk to, and I'm really enjoying myself. I feel so much less lonely in these little moments. In any case, I will return with more later. I'm gonna start prepping for dodgeball and I should probably get back to Skyping with Deanna. 
     Editing will commence at a later time! 
     (Dodgeball has just ended, I will now edit)
     So, before dinner and dodgeball, I just remembered that I recorded Dragon Ball Z earlier. I got to spend some time with my brother watching it and I got to fill him in. It was super exciting! Even though he wouldn't admit it, he was totally getting into it. He stayed for all four episodes that I recorded and told me to fast forward through the commercials. It's a pretty cheesy show, but it's so great. If that makes me a nerd, then so be it. Although, I think there are plenty of other things that make me a nerd.
     We played two solid hours of dodgeball tonight and it worked out! I'd say we had about 16 people playing. I enjoyed myself thoroughly. I may not be the best guy out there, but I was having too much fun to care in the least. I think I may have hurt my arm a bit, but I'm not concerned. The only thing that was annoying is that the guys were a bit disrespectful to the balls that we were using and the church we were playing in. They also were messing around a bit more than I would have liked by using them as basketballs and trying to become exempt from the rules of the game. Call me selfish, but I really don't want my brand new dodgeballs being abused or used for the purpose of a sport I really dislike. I just wanted to have a good time playing fairly and such. Overall it was a great experience though and I look forward to doing it again.
     I'm home now, and I may not have mentioned it in previous posts, but I'm going to Colorado Springs tomorrow. I'm going to be there until Wednesday. I'll still be updating, I just don't remember mentioning it at all. So for my birthday my mom got me a plane ticket in hopes of finding Matt Tanner. They cycle him between four churches within a large radius, but hopefully I can find him. If not, then I'll still enjoy the trip because it was my birthday present and such. I'm getting up at 3:30am tomorrow.
     Well, with my cranberry juice poured into a large cup of ice, I think I'm about ready for bed. I hope I wake up in the night. I really do love waking up to cranberry juice that sunk below the layer of water. Bah, I just really love cranberry juice. It's still better this way once the ice melts after it sits for a while. Goodnight readers, sweet dreams.

Kinda tired January 28, 2011

     Happy Friday!

     I don't know how I fell asleep last night. I just remember something about putting my computer down when the sounds were over and maybe getting some water first. I remember petting Princess somewhere in there. I woke up with my sweater at my feet, not remembering really how I fell asleep. I just remember being confused. I know I had a few dreams last night, and I know one was slightly exciting, but I don't think I ever remembered them at all when I woke up. Maybe I'm getting better at lucid dreaming though, because for some reason it feels like I am.

     Last night I talked to some people. One was really refreshing because it was nice to just have a serious chat. Someone that you could listen to and have listen to you. They were really considering my thoughts, and I miss that so much. Obviously they don't know me as well as my usual talking buddy and it definitely isn't the same, but I felt a little less lonely just for a little while. Another person told me that Jessi misses me, which I miss her too. I really do, it's good to hear. I haven't missed my alarm at all in the past three days. He also told me that she ate a cricket or a grasshopper. I forgot which, but for whatever reason she did, I'm proud of her. The last person I talked to made me a bit uncomfortable saying "she just needs time to think." I don't really know exactly why this was making me uncomfortable, but something about how he was putting things was slightly bothering me. Don't get me wrong at all, I'm glad she has time to think, but he says that like it's the only reason we're not talking. I'm probably misunderstanding him or something. I won't give it much thought.

     While I was listening to those "lucid sounds," my dad kinda just barged into my room. I put them in quotes because they make me feel kind of silly sometimes. They're super relaxing depending on the tracks I've picked though. So my dad walked in, but I was pretty mellow and I guess I didn't notice because my eyes were closed. He decides to take my computer off of my lap and start moving it. For one, the last time he did that I didn't exactly have a good experience afterward. Second, it scared me.

     Ah, I remember one of my dreams. I was talking to Jessi, but something was wrong. I could see it in her eyes and when she paused. She did that thing where she opens her mouth to speak, but then doesn't. It makes a little clicking noise. I miss talking to her when shes down. I miss her talking to me and cheering me up. When she started telling me to take deep breaths, I felt really safe.

     I'm suddenly hanging out with an old Cold Stone co worker. Mark and I are going to do...something? No idea what.

     I don't know why I haven't mentioned this yet, but almost everything reminds me of Jessi. It hurts. When my alarm goes off I smile a "good hear from you" smile, but it passes all too quickly.

     Library time, be right back.

     I return with not much to really talk about. 

     Well I could always talk about Jessi today. Jessi is pretty much always on my mind, and despite how well I want to wait, I can't help but miss her and think about her all the time. I can't help but see things that remind me of her. Other things I want to show her. It's like that one song. "I wish we could open our eyes, to in all directions at the same time." Shes explained it to me before, and I love how she explained it, but to me it means something else as well. Being this far apart, I wish that I could make her close her eyes, and when she opened them, she could see through mine for just a moment. Only as long as I wanted her to, so I could share the beautiful things that she is missing. I'm sure I'm missing plenty to, but some of these things I blog about because I want to share them.

     Nothing all too out of the ordinary is happening in the library today. Some Asian girl has slightly obnoxious pigtails and the guy behind me went on a small sneezing spree.

     Oh, another reason Snix was bringin' me down yesterday is that when I tried showing him the list of song titles made by friends and I, he bagged almost every single one. He didn't have an open mind to it whatsoever, and he just kept calling them stupid. It was painful, and I was getting pretty frustrated with him, though it didn't show.

     I'm going to go read some stuff by my favorite writer. Maybe I'll pick out some favorites. Then I'm going to go read my email. Lastly I plan to write a poem, maybe based on one of the titles. Maybe I'll edit the one I wrote yesterday first. I wonder if there is an English editing station somewhere where I could get some critique. That would be fun.
     I just realized. It's only been seven days. I find that extremely hard to believe. I know this would be a very expected thing to say, but it literally feels like it's been soo much longer than seven days. I realized how much I've been putting my hand to my chest recently. It's always something. I spin too. I'm trying to do what I've been told to do when things get rough, but I get overwhelmed and I need to be told sometimes. I'm glad I have something to read that will tell me such things. Every time I read my email, I know there is nothing new, but I've saved a few things, and things don't seem so bad. I think I'm going to sleep in the library a bit.
     Suddenly smiling, I'll be back for an edit when my day progresses.
     :J I ended up going to my email for a while, as much as I'd like to edit right now, there really isn't much to edit, so as a heads up, I don't plan to return until after practice. 
     My friend Michelle from high school walked me to swim today since I saw her in the library. We didn't talk much, but she sat with me for a bit while she studied and I wrote. I showed her the creepy picture on the side of one of the buildings at the college. Creepy really buff old people. Maybe I'll post it.
     Ah, I was late for practice. Apparently yesterday when I had lab, coach announced an early practice so he could leave early. I only got one hour in and it was kinda embarrassing. Nothing much though. I turned in my sports physical. What did I do today? Mark offered to help me get a job, along with Nicole and Brett. So things are looking pretty good in that category. I pretty much rested at home today. I spent a little time with my dad and a little time with my brother. 
     Oh! I know why I haven't done much, because I've been waiting for Mark to get back to me on hanging out, and someone else wanted to meet me today too. So today is a day of waiting. I remember I was getting a little annoyed earlier, but I'm getting some much needed rest. I might have someone to talk to tonight too! Which is an exciting change. I wish my day was more exciting, but really I feel chlorine in me and I'm not used to it. I could use some sleep. 
     Ah, note. I love my hair today, and apparently so do my parents. It's long, it's straight and smooth in front, but it does it's usual wave/flip in the back. Here, a brief picture, though it's been cooler when I was singing in the mirror. I was flipping it and smiling and stuff. Sorry the smile in the picture isn't as genuine as my smile when I was having fun singing. http://img816.imageshack.us/img816/272/110128202352.jpg

     Ah, suddenly EVERYONE talked to me on fb and I never got back to posting! I'll just put the pics up and call it for now. I'll probably be back... Update: I've been talking with soo many people on FB, I don't know how I became so popular... Will edit before bed.
     Edit: That creepy picture at Palomar http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/8484/100mediaimag0131.jpg
     More to come, but for now I'll just say that my swim coach speaks German. I also tried putting my hair into a ponytail today. It was funny, but I think I did it wrong because it hurt pretty bad.
     Last post of the night. First I'm going to shower. Then I'm gonna get some sleep and try to do some lucid dreaming. I'm gonna sleep in tomorrow, do some applying, finish the small amount of class stuff I have to do, and hopefully play dodgeball this time. 
     Maybe I'll catch some good shuteye tonight.
     Until tomorrow, goodnight readers, sweet dreams.

Crisp January 27, 2011

     Good morning limited audience. There isn't much out of the ordinary to report this morning. I received word that my package arrived last night. I fell asleep very comfortably as well. The heartbeat can be immensely soothing. I have until 11:00am to get to my next class. It is now 9:45am.

     As my mom dropped me off today, since she works in San Marcos anyway, we got honked at by the car behind us. Sure it wasn't really a drop off zone, but I believe I was fairly quick in hopping out.

     I'm tired today. I got a mocha on campus. I can't deny, it's pretty good. I meant to ask for an iced one, but I'm not complaining. Someday I'd like to spend time trying to perfect the chocolate to espresso to milk ratio in a mocha. I'd spend many days changing my measurements just slightly, along with the chocolates and other brands of ingredients. That seems like a fun skill to have? "That guy? Yeah he knows how to make an iced mocha." Just a thought.

     I'm going to Colorado this weekend. My mom got me a ticket for my birthday. I originally planned to see Matt Tanner, but he apparently has four churches that cycle him through every two weeks or so. Those churches are said to be very far apart. It's a little discouraging, but maybe I'll get lucky. In the meantime, my focus for the rest of the week is to talk to my teachers and make sure everything goes smoothly.

     Also, for the rest of the day/week, I have two other goals. One is to find someone to talk to for the time being. Someone that- ok hold up. Some dude just came into the library and sat across from me. He seems antsy and fidgety, but he's laying across three chairs across from me. His eyes are closed and his knees are up while he taps his foot, like he's trying to sleep, but the tapping of his foot is distractingly loud. He has a strange scary looking grin on his face and his arms are crossed in a confusing fashion over his head/face. Now his legs are crossed. I don't think I would mind so much if he would stop thrusting his midsection ceilingward. He may be adjusting, but I'm almost certain there are more subtle ways to do so.

     Immense distractions aside, I'll get back to the topic at hand.  Ah, talk about distracting and uncomfortable, he smells too. I also noticed that one of the back cushions across from me is different than the chair and the two chairs to its right.

     For real this time. This week I really want to find someone to talk to. Just for now. Whoever this may be will obviously be nothing of a replacement for Jessica, but they might bay my loneliness a little bit. I could appreciate that. Number two, Tyler is going to chat with the people at round table, and though I'm driveless again, I need to find a way to get out and apply some more.

     I think I want to start singing covers of songs on Youtube or just Facebook. That sounds like fun. Maybe when I clear up completely. I'm still a bit sick.

     Random thought, February might be a short month, but I wish it were here, because from today's date it's technically just as long as any other month.

     Ah those thrusts and smiles are really freaking me out. This is the only place I've found an outlet besides in a classroom thus far though. I'm cringing.

     Alright, for now I'm going to go read a few blogs of some friends. Once done- talk about a strange day! A guy with a mustache, beard, and one mutton chop just walked in! I much prefer him to Mr. Pelvis over here, but I wonder what is next? In fact, I can appreciate his sense of style in the sense that either he's trying to do something different, or his electric razor died. Public thrusting in a quiet place where the chair makes a puffing air sound once contact is made is just too much for me to handle though, yet somehow I got front row seating.

     More is on my mind, but I can't think of it at the moment. I feel like this will be good for now.

     I won't say what the man guy just did, but it just gave me a shiver.

     Anthropology was a lot of fun. I saw a guy outside the transparent wall from the third floor. He was in a hallway that really had no foot traffic. He smoked his cigarette and perched purposely on a yellow hydrant. I got excited and when he spotted me I motioned him to stay still. He laughed a bit and did so. I scrambled for my notepad and pen and began writing as fast as I can to capture it while he remained temporarily. He ended up coming up and being in my class. We talked about logical fallacies.

     I saw an ex Cold Stone Crew on my way out, we ended up spending my break talking. Lisa was planning Juan's birthday, but shes a really awkward talker. It's probably because we can't relate about anything. Shes a pretty big party person and stuff. I'm definitely not. I don't know, she just got back from taking a year off doing nothing. She hasn't many hobbies or a job.

     My next class was Astronomy Lab. It was nice to have a class with Snickers. We sat next to each other and did the group work together. He was texting the whole time though. I could tell he was thinking because he was foling this blue piece of paper multiple times without folding over folds. If he did he would unfold it first. He also typed the scientific notation power of ten button in his calculator for about three minutes straight.  His mind was quite occupied. Some girl named Gina sat with us and did the work with us. She was nice, and she definitely helped out. We all made a good team together since we didn't have a ruler and she didn't have the conversion chart.

     Afterward, Snix told me she was cute. I won't deny that she was kinda cute, but when Snix told me that our group work could have been her flirting with me I got SUPER uncomfortable. If that be the case, I don't wish for her to sit with us anymore. Especially the way Snix kept telling me to ask her out or something along those lines. I know he was just trying to be a jerk, but it was starting to make me angry with him.

     I got my sports physical today and ate burritos with my dad. He showed me how to cut apples his way, and now I'm just relaxing and winding down. 3am by Matchbox 20 has been stuck in my head today solely  because it's catchy.

     I talked to his ex tonight. We didn't talk about much, but I don't think she thinks I hate her. I feel like she used to think so.

     I'm exhausted, but Tyler got back to me on Round Table and things are looking good again. As for a friend, I'm still working on that.

     Is this goodnight for now? Just in case, sweet dreams readers. May they be all you want them to be.

     Listening to some trippy beats that are supposed to help the lucid dreaming process. Quite relaxing.

Got some refreshing sleep January 26, 2011

     This morning has gotten off to a pretty average start. On the drive to school though, I saw a dude in a huge black and white poncho strolling around Vista though. He got points with me even if I didn't get to meet him. He was totally walking around in that poncho like it was the coolest thing ever. Props poncho man...Props.
     There are two things that I forgot to mention yesterday though. Number one, I think I mentioned this yesterday, but just in case. My Anthropology teacher has the most inconsistent handwriting I've ever seen. It's not just the fact that it looks like a different style everything he writes something, but he goes back and forth between cursive and printing sometimes every sentence. I feel aware for recognizing such a thing. Hes very interesting though. I'm starting to feel like I did mention that already. Oh well. Number two, Kyle and I rocked out to our song on the way to practice. "The Distance," by Cake, would be that song. It's monotone, but we feel pretty gnarly when we blast it.
     I'm glad I already know most of Pre-Calculus because this teacher is really bad. She's trying to define words, but she's using the word in the definition. She gives the class no time to find answers of their own, her board work is horribly disorganized, she is really bad at explaining things, she doesn't give out fun ways to remember things, and her square root signs look like elementary division symbols because they have no tail. It's pretty darn awful. She just, doesn't look comfortable up there and I get the feeling that even she doesn't know what she is talking about at times. I don't mean to be disrespectful, she is a nice lady I'm sure. I just feel like people are taking notes and don't quite know what they're taking notes on. Some look like they're just writing from the board because that's what she's teaching. Another thing, she says she's done with the section, but she drags class out with her soft monotone voice. Alright, rant over.
     Oh, I smell like chlorine from the mass amounts of pool I've been in lately. I think it's a good smell, but it might rid me of my own smell until the season ends. We shall see. My hair is already starting to chlorinate for the time being. It's wearing me out and helping me sleep so well lately.
     Today I'm going to have lunch with my old Jr. High pastor! Chad said he'd pick me up and we're going to have a quick lunch to talk about me maybe becoming a small Jr. High group leader at my church. It's exciting really, I loved TNL and my whole Jr. High experience with my church. My own small group later was totally cool. I miss TC. I never even knew what it stood for, he has just always been TC to us.
     I'm also going to have dinner at California Pizza Kitchen as a fund raiser for the baseball team I think. I'm not actually quite sure what we're doing, but oh well. I like that place if I remember correctly. 
     About thirty five minutes left of math. I want to continue to type to keep me sane in all of this review, but it's only 8:16am now. I have to actually have my day start to have things to talk about. I feel like today's post is going to be long though.
     Kill me now...T.T...I'll be back for an edit soon enough.
     Ah, the library. One of my favorite places nowadays. It's nice and quiet for me to concentrate, but I always have the option of breaking that silence with music.
     I finally found out who Snix's girlfriend reminds me of. At first I wanted to say she reminded me of Todd's girlfriend. I soon realized that was waaay off. Snix's girlfriend has roughly the same hair, face and definitely the same smile as my friend Macey Wilson from Flagstaff. 
     Some dude just exited the library through the fire exit and it set off the alarm. It was the strangest alarm I've ever heard. It sounded like an army of dying sheep all screaming in a slightly higher pitch than that that high pitched cartoon sheep noise you might hear.
     Oh hey, it's Chris from Legoland! One of my Lego co-workers just showed up. He's apparently turning twenty one soon. We're just idle chatting, but it's nice to see him again. 
     Until something else exciting happens, I shall return :)
     I'm still in the library, and I'm getting hungry now. Even though it was delicious, I only had a blueberry bagel with Nutella. I would like another about now. Pop Tarts sound satisfying as well.
     The clouds today are soft and swoopy with more defined corners. The moon is at a half tonight. While I was staying up to see it last night I fell asleep in bed. One can't blame me with all of the swimming and exercise I've been doing lately, but I really would like to not miss it tonight. 
     Still Remains by Stone Temple Pilots is a good song. Plus I just love how they sound. It sounds a bit similar to some of their other stuff, but I think it all sounds good so I'm not complaining.
     I picked a purple flower today. It really stuck out to me as opposed to the others. It was bloomed almost perfectly and the petals overlapped each other with out touching. I have it in my backpack. Would it be vain to keep it and hope it lasts for a week or so? I might try regardless. 
     I'll probably be back within the half hour since I have pretty much nothing to do until 11:30pm.
     I don't really have anything to do right now, so here's some awesome guitar with a funny name for the song. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8m9TjN7CRfE 
     I'm gonna go download some AJ Rafael.
     Not much time, I guess I'm going to go watch my brother's girlfriend's soccer game. Then, California Pizza Kitchen.
     In any case, I got together with my old Jr. High pastor. He's one of the main pastors at our church now. I thought he wanted to talk about me becoming a Jr. High leader, but I guess he wanted to talk to me on a special request by my dad. He took a while to get to the point. So, I was a bit unprepared for that, but I'm meeting him next week to have a chat. It was a pleasant lunch with him today though. We both got a burger somewhere and talked about just small things, and he was really respectful. I'm going to kinda gather my thoughts so I don't freeze up when I talk to him next week.
     My shoulder keeps popping while swimming so I got out a bit early today to stretch and stuff.
     I also had an energy drink today. I didn't mean to though. I just saw this "super healthy" drink being sold. It said something to that effect on the can. I didn't realize that it was an energy drink until the carbonation hit me. It was small, so I decided to finish it.
     I think I'm going to start using song titles I've had in the past to start being subjects for my poems/song/writings.
     Everything else that happened up until now was pretty standard. I'll return tonight for sure.
     Note: I did a lot of leg sweeps/spins today. They made me smile and feel like I wasn't alone. 
     Lets see, so I watched my brother's girlfriend's soccer game with him. I wrote a poem about a sunset, but I'm not finished editing it, so I'll post it somewhere in the future I guess.
     On the way to California Pizza Kitchen this evening, a guy looked deep in thought in his car. His window was down and I wanted to try to either cheer him up or make him smile. I gave him a thumbs up and said "Have a nice evening." He asked me what I said, so I repeated myself. He asked once more and I repeated myself again, this time he began talking over me. He began to curse at me so I politely said "never mind, sorry," and rolled up the window. I could still hear him and see him glaring and now yelling curse words at me. It was sad and my brother and I thought he was going to step out of his car. It was pretty scary actually. It was then when my brother said, "that's why you don't do that," like I was out of my mind for putting forth an effort to make someone smile.
     I also frustrated our waitress. I wasn't ready to order anything and she kept getting flustered because I felt so rushed to order and I panicked a bit.
     I feel like I unintentionally made two enemies tonight. Sad day.
     The day finished off with me going to my brother's friend's house to watch basketball. I got super bored and wanted to fall asleep, but I didn't want to be rude, so I tried Facebooking from my itouch. 
     I got to talk to Deanna and Snix's girlfriend. Smalltalk and stuff, but it was soo much better than watching the basketball game.
     On the drive home, my brother angrily told me to stop telling people I hate watching sports. I don't mean to be so opinionated about it, but the way he brought it up made me feel like some guy being a jerk on purpose. That wasn't the last I heard of him though. He decided to harshly ask me if I hated his music and accused me of taking control of car music too often. I feel he does the same. In any case I wouldn't mind if he would just ask or bring it up in a different tone.
     That was my day. I'm in desperate need of a good friend to talk to. Heck, I'm just in desperate need of a friend right now... Someone I can relate to a bit and do stuff with. I feel like I shouldn't be feeling this lonely right now. I'm going to stay up for the moon, but then I'll fall asleep. In case this is my last edit of the night, goodnight readers, sweet dreams to you.

I watch as the sky soaks up the clouds' saturation
The fluff slowly drains to meet the souls of their brothers
Shy at first, the vibrant spirits bask in layers
Vanity aside, they dream to meet the horizon's beautiful black silhouette


This is a poem about the sunset I saw today. Maybe I'll be back for another edit? I don't know, I'm just lounging and brooding at the moment. Though I think I have valid reason.

Early mornin' January 25, 2011

     I don't think I can start any earlier than this, but I missed mentioning or fully explaining a couple of things yesterday.

     For one, I like the word "daresay." I don't remember which FUN song I hear it in all the time, but I can remember the lyric. I only have about five minutes to type though because I'm leaving for school soon. 

     Two, I saw a shuffleboard board game at the convention. It wasn't really a board game, but a mini size like those really bad pool tables. A cellphone picture might come with my edit later today.

      Lastly, before leave 'till the afternoon. Yesterday, I was having trouble controlling missing Jessi. It wasn't knocking me off my feet physically, but I sat down a bit overwhelmed. I'm sure she's reading this blog, but I feel like I have soo much to tell her and soo much to talk about, missing the past few days and such. We'll have plenty to talk about later, but right now all of it is just building up. 

     Also, she added my friend Snickers on Facebook. I was elated to hear that on Sunday. Elated is another good word.

     I'll be back in one of my time slots later. If not, then I'll be back at four thirty I believe. Thanks for reading you tiny audience you.  
     Edit number one. I just had the Astronomy class I just got into. It was good. Believe it or not, I was pretty darn interested in it and had no trouble paying attention the whole class period. I have a few things to do so I'm prepared for next class, and I'm somewhat excited to get started in this. I even took one and a half pages of notes! Go Brendan!
     I wrote two poems today they are both posted here.


Hide the eraser.
Guard drawn lines.
Redraw them in the gradient.
I pant.
Gray chases.
Please forgive me, I am faster than that.

Inebriated by fatigue

Blurred by intoxication.

Please don’t take a sip,

I’ll start drinking again.

     I'm now in the library not quite sure what to type about. I think I went over any type of events that I would have liked to cover. Oh, my lucid dreaming didn't work YET. I redrew the "A" on each hand and I plan to keep at it. Behold! http://img546.imageshack.us/img546/3872/100mediaimag0130.jpg    Okay, so now I'm in a hurry to get to class. More to come later! Sorry to leave you hanging without explaining my poems, but I'll get to that later ^.^
     I am home from swim practice. Not for long though, Snickers convinced me to practice with our old team tonight. I DO miss water polo. I'll be swimming from 6:30pm to 8:30pm I believe. It's good for me.
     I just got done reading some stunning poetry by my favorite author while listening to jazz that my dad must have left on. I feel moved. I want to read it again and pick my favorites. I think I will, if not now then tonight.
     My Anthropology teacher is a very interesting man that rambles a lot. It's the kind of ramblings that you want to hear though. He rambles ideas relevant to the world around us. He might tend to get political, but in my own opinion, he isn't biased. He just likes breaking things down for us. If you ask me what I learned though I'd have to use my notes to tell you.
     Swim was...Swim I guess. I didn't enjoy myself because he either makes us do drills that are just slow and tedious, or swim sets that I'm too out of shape for. I'm sure I'll pick back up, it's just a bit frustrating. Two semi interesting things happened during practice though. First, I swam through a warm spot. When I got to the wall I found the front guy resting on the wall. Suspicious? Probably. So I may or may not have swam through his warm spot, which I wasn't too happy about. Second, I love using kick boards and holding them slightly under the water so they make not a splash but a bulge on the surface as I go along. I feel like a water manipulator of some sort.
     The clouds were very misshapen and fade-y today. I liked it. They went well with the blue sky and sunny day. Vampire weekend seemed fitting for the drive home with Snickers and his... "girlfriend?" 
     I have one more poem I would like to finish, so I'm going to go do that now getting a snack and showering. Hopefully I get that posted by the time I leave. At least one more edit to come later, probably two. I'm liking this jazz by the way.
     Quick edit. Just quick. A dinofishbird cloud with spikey hair is part of a wonderful blue and pink sunset right now. The jazz is adding to the mood too. *Smile*
     Another very brief edit. I don't think I could have drawn a more symmetrical and defined "A" on my left hand today. It's still there. I just want to go over it to keep it's well done-ness. 
     Sorry I can't find words for what I want to write. In fact, I don't even know how to find words for what is slightly bothering me. Those two poems are going to have to suffice. I just, wanna talk to Jessi. It can wait until I find words though. 
    I will probably finish editing tonight after swim, Snickers should be here any minute now. Maybe I'll even think of how I wanted to write that poem after all. I hope so.
     Last edit of the night. Water polo was nice. It was good to play again. I saw a few familiar faces and only had to get in when we played. I also won the sprints at the beginning of each quarter, that was a nice little confidence boost.
     I miss Jessica.
     I got home and as I've been doing my usual typing and warm down for the night, my cat Oliver got obsessed with my toes. He couldn't stop rubbing his nose in them. It tickled. Hm, sorry, I'm a little out of focus right now. Also, I love how he likes to eat my hair. 
     If something else comes up I'll edit one more time, but I think that's the rest of my day.
     Ah, and I plan to check out the moon again tonight. I've been watching it, along with the stars. In case I don't come back to edit again for the night. Goodnight blog ^.^ See you in the morning.
     I can't find the moon yet. I'll look until about 11:30pm if I make it that far. Being sick, having two good sources of exercise today, and having a full day is making it really easy to pass out right now though. Once again, goodnight blog <3

Starting even earlier January 24, 2011

     I purposely slept through my alarm this morning realizing that my mom would get me up if I did. Call me lazy if you will, but I realized I set it way too early. I would have been ready for the day so early that I would have just been sitting around waiting to leave. I had a good dream last night, but I can't remember anything about it whatsoever, so I'll just accept the fact that it was nice.

     The only class I had today was math from 7:20am to 8:50am. You could tell that the teacher had finished the lecture by about forty minutes into the class, but she just dragged it out because I think she has a personal goal to keep us there until our time is up. Don't get me wrong, I will do well in this class, but she is immensely dull. I really can't think of a teacher I've met in my lifetime so boring. She looks uncomfortable to be up there, like a timid high school student giving a presentation to the class. I don't mean to bag on her, I thank her for doing her job and letting me take her class etc. I just wish it wasn't so painful. I was in there with a strong urge to cough,, feeling miserable, half the class falling asleep, and I can't explain how restless I was getting.

     One good thing came out of that class. Out of my boredom, I drew a large letter "A" on the back of each of my hands. Every time I see the "A" I will tell myself I'm awake. It is supposed to be great for practicing lucid dreaming. I actually Googled lucid dreaming and I got a pretty good search result, so I'm going to give a bunch of those techniques a shot. I might try techniques that don't vary too much simultaneously.

     The college isn't too far from my mom's work, about fifteen minutes or so, so I decided to walk over instead of waiting around for her to pick me up. I blasted that one Darren Styles song that Janik showed me, along with some Eve 6. I danced, drummed, played the air guitar, and sang it up. There were even a few leg sweeps in there. At one intersection I even high fived a dude in his car as I crossed. There were many leg sweeping spins to be had as well.

     I arrived at my mom's work and she had this plate of honey the combs still in tact I believe. It came with a side of crackers and it was mega addicting. I got bored fast and was bothering her a bit, so after a small amount of socializing with her co workers, I decided to go out and get something to eat. While walking, I spotted a curving airplane trail, like he was trying to start a circle. I waited for him to straighten out, but he never did. I smiled. I also got the chance to high five yet another car as I crossed the street. Both people today were smoking. I got into the parking lot and high fived a third person for the day. This dude was stoaked. He was about my age, so once we got into Jack in the Box we sat down together for lunch. His name was Lyle. We just chatted a bit about PCC and went our separate ways. It was nice.

     I apologize to any readers if I seem sporadic today, but I do my last drive to LA today and I only have about ten minutes before I give up the rest of my day to said task.

     Random thought: I wouldn't mind being called a cracker by someone who isn't white. Especially if it was in a playful sense. It seems like something I'd laugh at if anything.

     I got back into my mom's work and got bored really fast again, so before I started doing a lot of my writing for today, I decided to play with her tortoise named Stretch. Apparently he can get himself out of the predicament of being upside down. At least she tells me he's done it. I took him out and let him wander around the work building, saying "hi" to her co workers and following the brave little adventurer as he went.

     I'm pressed for time still and I would not like to forget anything, so when I put the tortoise away, I began to type. While I've been sitting here though, this large Mexican man named Felipe came in with a request for my mom to take care of something for him. He is quite the jolly Mexican and he had some pretty well groomed gray hair. Something about his slightly droopy gut and his large smile made me smile really big and give my mom a thumbs up as he left.

     I think that's it until tonight. Oh hey, 11:30am on the dot. How convenient ^.^ Until tonight then, I'll get back to you two or three viewers tonight!

     Speaking of which, I didn't miss my alarm at all today. It felt wonderful. So wonderful.

     Now for my somewhat uneventful trip to LA. On the drive there Angel by Jack Johnson came on twice in a row. I smiled. I had driving trouble when I reached the city because it's just mad there. It's also disgusting. I really really dislike LA. I ended up talking to myself while driving because I was nervous around their drivers. Once I got to the parking garage safely, I realized how much it screeched. It was fun, but annoying too. I helped everyone tear down their booths and my "boss" won a raffle for a seven day all expense paid trip to Hawaii. I'm a little jealous, but something like that almost seems overwhelming. On my way to get the car, the convention center being almost empty by now, I ran down two up escalators. Oh I love doing that. It's a quite a...thrill would probably be a good word there. Other than that, I stole an abandoned loaf of bread that my "boss" was going to throw away and not bring home.

     I've been practicing lucid dreaming all day, I tried to explain it to a few people, but I think they think I'm crazy. They're probably right. Oh well. I've had those two capital "A's" on my hands all day and I've been using them to remind me that I'm awake. Let's see how tonight goes. I'm super excited.

     On the way home I listened to this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wtZtg9V0XM. I found it based on the CD with that one Outta My Head song that Janik gave Todd. It makes me want to bob my head back and forth like a happy camper. It also makes me want to play DDR. I don't know how I managed to follow Sandy most of the way with the way she kept bailing on me and changing lanes, but somehow we made it to Cheesecake Factory. She got me an appetizer because I was afraid that if I ate too much I might get sleepy. She also got me a really good cheesecake to take home. My brother and I ate it later and couldn't stop talking about how bomb it tasted. (Man this cough I have sucks! D:) 

     I also had a lot of trouble parking today. I didn't do anything wrong per se, but I had some really close calls on my parking jobs. People said I was fine, but it sure didn't feel that way. I dislike parking in parking garages, parallel parking, and parking to the right. All of which happened today. The the first and the third mentioned instances were the the sketchiest.

     The sky was super clear tonight. I could see lots of stars and Orion made a point to make me smile. He was pointing at something familiar, but it was guarded by a treeline and other things. I was still pleased to see him as always, ever since we've been properly introduced.

     I thought about Jessi a lot today. Well, more than usual. I thought about things shes told me and how I miss her. I spun at least twenty times today, and small things kept reminding me of her, like a German couple cruising the convention center, German-ing it up. 

     At one point, on my way back, I turned off the music and prayed. I think I prayed for a good ten or fifteen minutes. I was repetitive where I wanted to be and it just flowed so well. I feel like it was one of the better talks I've had with the Big Man. I like to call God, Big Man, when I pray. I feel like it is more personal, more relationship sounding, more endearing. Criticize me if you will, but it's just something that helps me just talk to him. The praying usually comes naturally at that point. I'm a bit afraid to say it in group prayers, but at the same time I feel like it might aid in its own way. 

     Man this cough is breaking me down at this point. I'm going to go get some medicine, get some sleep, and try to practice some lucid dreaming. have school bright and early tonight. Goodnight dear blog, I'll be sure to pick you up tomorrow as I have been doing.

Noontime pit stop January 23, 2011

     Before I post this, I found out the problem with my phone! My volume is having trouble again, I also keep finding my phone on silent. I don't know why it is on silent when it is, because I have no reason to keep it on silent. Ah, during church I do. Hm, I'll start putting it on vibrate. It's gone off during class on vibrate before too, with noise and everything. I might even go as far to say that it's done that on silent. In any case, I'm finding solutions and getting better because it really does pain me so to miss my alarms.

     Also before I start writing chronologically throughout my day, I would like to say one more thing. While I'm typing this at about noon just to get some done before I also edit this tonight, my cat Oliver keeps peering at me from behind my bed and propping himself on my bed stand. I think it's adorable, because he looks like he's checking to see if it's safe for him to go out. He looks at me, looks around the room, and goes back down. Quite the silly one, that little dude.

     So, last night I had two dreams. One was that Jessi changed her Facebook profile picture. I don't know how that would actually make real me feel as opposed to dream me, but dream me was pretty crushed. That was really all that happened in that dream, but it was nice to see Jessi regardless. Dream two was about Luke and I hopping around on these strange maze like cement bridges over lava. It was a new Plants vs. Zombies level or something, because we kept looking for oranges that were marked in black Sharpie to feed to our plants. The black Sharpie design on the rather large oranges was faded because it's hard to draw on oranges with marker, but the design was meant to make them look like basketballs. Once we fed them to our snow peas, for some reason it created this snow cauldron. The cauldron already had soo many frozen peas in it and I can only imagine how many it shot at a time. Luke and I even put our hands in it and were stoaked to use our new found plant. Maybe it would have been a turret? Once we were ready, it turned into Dungeons and Dragons and I turned into a ninja. Harry and Todd were rolling and Luke and I played their characters. We were all talking and laughing and having a good time, the setting didn't change so I assume it was still dream two.

     When I woke up, it was nice to find my cat Princess sleeping on my chest. I don't know why, but people say she stares at me when I sleep. When I wake up usually she's facing the other way so I get a face full of cat tail. 

     I did a morning routine, and went to church with my mom. I think it's funny that I say I haven't been to many concerts, but in a sense worship in the EDGE venue at North Coast can be like a  concert of it's own. Lights are dim, stage has it's own type of mood lighting. Great music, a large crowd. It's quite powerful. I'm gonna have bible study tonight with my new bible study group. That's going to be exciting! I could use a few more friends around here really. I get pretty lonely.

     When I got home, I began doing things around the house, but I got distracted by Interventions and Lullabies as usual. I picked up the nearest water bottle and went to my mirror. I'll admit, singing to the mirror with a pretend mic can be a lot of fun. The only thing wrong is that I'm a little bit sick, so despite how fun it was, I didn't really sound the way I wanted. I still smiled and danced though. It was really one of the better times that I've done such a thing. It was a positive experience indeed. I miss my singing buddy though. No one else seems to be into singing anything with me, especially The Format or FUN. For now it will have to suffice though. That day will come I'm sure.

     I flossed today, and it made me feel very successful. My dad let me use his floss pick thing with disposable parts. I did a spectacular job if I may say so myself, and without touching the floss afterward, I decided to suck on the minty part that held it in place for a while. It was delicious. Pardon me for now enjoying flossing because I'm easily amused occasionally. It  really can be the little things.

     Afterward, I looked at my averagely white-ish teeth, and I smiled bigger. I don't know why I like this so much, but I enjoy remembering that my teeth are a part of my skull and then looking at them in such a way.

     With half of my day gone, I'm glad that I'm making this easier on myself for tonight. I'll be sure to update this with what I get done by the time I write tonight. I'm excited to more than likely finish a lot of stuff today so I can have some very good things to write about. I'm always counting the days, but until my edit tonight...I'll be back...
     The day is all but over, but I feel like this was important enough to add. Plus I need a break. Spring cleaning?! In JANUARY? So since I feel done with cleaning, I'm going to edit a little more in hopes of staying up to the moment. YEAH! 
     Maybe I can finish putting all of these written poems into my computer today so I can finally feel more ready to continue writing. Then I'll be super organized and rolling I believe. I just wish Jessi was around to inspire me. I don't feel as inspired lately. I've had a lot more energy with the amounts of sleep I've been getting. Everyone reading should try it. Get a good workout during the day, give it about three days, and you should start sleeping a lot better if you don't force yourself awake. OH! Speaking of unfinished things, I'm gonna start finishing things in my artistic binder, including drawings, comic strips, that one drawing of the group,  poems, and that book I am trying to write. I feel so motivated to finish what I've started, I just have to stop starting new things and get things all organized first. Good deal.
     Anyway, I'm still not done here. I apologize if that paragraph was a little less organized than my others, my sporadic side just wanted to type a big mess of thought. Organizing time, and then the post office when I get the car. COOLS.
     So my family is watching the game and eating appetizers my mom made for dinner. Nothing too special about that, I still have a lot of energy. I watched the three Singing in the Rain skits that I know and it gave me a lot of energy. I've been running around the kitchen and bugging my mom since. To get me to cool down along with my cough, she had me lay down on the couch and take nose drops. She said they hurt right before she put them in. They definitely did hurt, but for some reason they felt like they were going into my brain. The thought of such an idea made me laugh at the drops hysterically. They also tasted really bad, but that's just because once they went through my nose they made it to my mouth. Kinda spicy really.
     The package is together, but I feel like I'm missing something in it, like I'm going to forget something and be bothered by it. I also can't decide if I'd rather send things sporadically or all together. I think I'm going to send most things now, but I still have a few things for later.  It was very fortunate and convenient to find an empty box laying around. I may have missed the mail pickup, but this box is going to be dropped off TONIGHT. I forgot what I wrote in the letter in it. I almost want to check because I wrote it a couple of days ago.
     This is a really long post, and I daresay that it isn't even over. I still have a few things to carry out. My poetry editing is almost done though! I may or may not have said that before, but I believe I only have one or two poems left to include. So, may the next edit be the last edit of the day hm?
     Alright, this should be the edit to end my day. I think. Unless something spectacular happens in my bedtime rituals or something. Anyway, I shall grab my notes first. Yes, I make notes throughout the day to make sure I don't forget any details. Judging by the size of this post it's hard to assume such a thing. I did well with my alarms today by the way!
     My poetry is organized and I shall be sending that off after this post. Nine pages, roughly twenty two poems is the final count. I didn't include my song lyrics though.
     I sent a package to Rick today, he should get it around Wednesday, I hope he gets it and handles it accordingly ^.^ It has a few nice things and I was really excited to send it really.
     Tonight I went to my first growth group meeting of the semester! My group is both guys and gals, and it was more of an intro meeting. We played telephone pictionary, we discussed the group and the year, we split off, and then we had snacks and stuff after. I'm really looking forward to being in this group. The leader is actually a big League player. When I get back into video games maybe I'll play a game with him every once in a while. Regardless, it was very refreshing to be there.
     I've had "Make them Laugh," from Singing in the Rain, stuck in my head all night.
     I also got an email today that made me extremely happy. Extremely. Hm, my mind is kind of numb right now from just a wonderful night of stuff, so I'm going to check my email, maybe chat a bit, and get ready for school tomorrow. Oh and I'm driving to LA to help a family friend at 3pm. I'll probably be home late. I can't say I'm really looking forward to that. Goodnight Mr. Blog #3

More to come January 22, 2011

     Aha, day two is here, I'm excited to keep this up. I really cannot wait.

     So, I woke up around 8am this morning which is actually quite early for me. It's probably because of swim and school that I've been getting pretty worn out. I had some more poetry to both write and organize, but for reasons of fatigue, I ended up passing out in my bed with the light on. I'm a pretty good sleeper, in fact, I'm known to fall asleep on people's floors or while texting/skying people from bed. It's a gift, but also a curse. When I fall asleep on someone like that though it is one of the things that breaks me down most. Well, there's that and losing my keys. I don't know why, but I tend to have minor meltdowns when those things happen. Anyway, I like calling myself a poet. I know I'm not published or anything, but saying I write poetry makes me feel sophisticated, intellectual, deep, and just good about myself.

     First, from 8am to 9am, I kind of just lay there in my bed in shock that I was up so early, but I guess that's understandable if I passed out at 11pm the night before. My first thought when I woke up was "I had a dream last night!" I dreamed of the apartment style dorm called Gillenwater that I stayed in last semester. There were a lot of people there, but the only people I remember were Janik, Rick, a childhood friend named Tony, and Jessi. Tony, Jessi, and I were sitting in the door opening corner of the room I slept in. Tony was directly next to me, and Jessi was next to him. I don't remember what we were doing but Jessi kept leaning over Tony to check on me. It was nice to see her face. Tony was kinda doin' his own thing. Rick and Janik came in moments later and gave me a plate with a quesadilla and delicious orange Mexican rice with tiny steamed carrots and peas in it. That is all I remember except for seeing an old friend Sarah Delossantos in the passenger seat of a car in another dream.

     I coughed when my mind completely came to and I realized I was getting sick. My mom told me to take a bath with this like, Eucalyptus relaxing body scrub thing, maybe breathing it will clear me up a bit. I thought, "Tch, that stuff is lame." Soon after, I went into a small coughing fit and decided it couldn't hurt. ^.^

     For a while after, I sat in my bed with my laptop and was mostly productive except for checking Facebook and accidentally running into funny things while using Youtube for music. I learned that on itunes though, Peter Fox is actually listed as Peter Rabbit. That doesn't make sense, isn't Peter Rabbit some childhood thing? Besides, he's quite the fox, or maybe not. In any case, the two animals are nothing alike. Wow, I have a tendency to ramble today, I meant to prove my productivity by saying that I got my classes worked out, I edited and printed my resume, I confirmed I'm in a smallgroup on Sunday nights, I did chores, I applied for a job at Round Table pizza because a couple friends are recommending me, and I organized a package a bit today. I don't want to send the package quite yet because I feel like it's missing something or like I'm going to forget something. That hunch is usually correct when it comes to me.

     Screaming FUN over the vacuum is...FUN. (Ohh I see what I did there.)

     When I went to see if I could have that Round Table interview today, Tyler gave me a free slice of pizza and told me they'd call me Monday. He then proceeded to take me on a delivery. I don't know why I thought the idea of it was soo exciting, but we drove and blasted Blink 182. We pulled two pretty awesome tight U-turns, and it reminded me Jessi's driving. I felt safe in his car for some reason. He got the wrong house at first, and he was laughing as we went to find the real house. The neighborhood had it's own HANDBALL court! It was sweet. We wanted one. We almost hit a dog that was smaller than a cat but it looked fully grown. It was puny and in the middle of the street! Like, a busy street.

     I got home and saw another Tyler, my neighbor. We chatted about school and music. I recommended FUN and The Format to him like I do to pretty much anyone open to the idea. I don't know why more people aren't into them. I feel like if most would listen, many would grow to like them. I had to be forced to listen at first, but now I'm happy that such a thing happened.

     I had a bowl of Apple Jacks when I got home. Normally this would be insignificant, but I put chocolaty caramel Rollo chews in them. It wasn't as exciting as I expected.

     To be continued...I'm off to dodgeball.

     So, dodgeball fell through. Pretty big bummer actually. We had people, and everything set up, and we actually got kicked out of the church we were playing in. Danny bailed and Keith hadn't showed up yet, even though Keith isn't Mormon. We didn't even get to play one game, it was a pretty big letdown. We'll figure this out and find another place, but I was so ready to play. The dodgeballs are great. There are other things to say about it, but talking about this situation makes me feel both bad and bummed. It really sucks actually.

     It pains me so to add that I missed my times today, and as much as I would like to blame my temperamental phone, I will take the blame. It really kills me to do so, but I make up for it soon after and plan to make up for it ten more times right now. I am trying very hard to get into the habit because it irks me so much when I don't hear my phone and I don't see a clock until later. I always remember when I look at a clock. Know how much it pains me, kinda like losing my keys or falling asleep. I guess letting her down can be pretty comparable.

     You know what, I don't think there's any harm in saying it. It's out of the bag anyway. I miss Jessi dearly. I really do. I've been literally thinking about her nonstop today, wondering what she is doing, what she is thinking, if she's listening to our favorite music at the same time as I am, if she's okay from her crash, if she's thinking about making a blog still, what kind of poems she could have written today, wondering if she's thinking about me, and more. I wonder how long this is going to have to be. I know I'll make it, but I don't want her to let this fade with time like many expect. I don't expect it to though. I just wish there was a defined date, something to look forward to. Kinda like in The Little Prince if I recall. Yes, I believe this is relevant indeed. "I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow."

     Anyway, I just have a night of tasks ahead of me, most of which I have much motivation and reason to complete. So, I bid goodnight and sweet dreams to my readers. And if it isn't too much, I'd like to say, I love you Jessi.