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I am working on a huge blog about my vacation.
I'll probably be done with it tomorrow.

Okay, bye.

Apparently You Can't Believe This Post. Because this is the Internet.

It is a cool 66 degrees here. I am wearing a light sweater. It is overcast with a 0% chance of precipitation. The weather in the desert doesn't make any sense.

We are going to the Stratosphere today to ride the rides they've got up there. Hopefully I'll throw up.

Tomorrow is going to be the best day for eating of the year thus far. I am overwhelmingly excited. All day I am going to be shoving food down my throat. I can't wait.

I couldn't find the Sufjan Stevens Christmas CD at the Best Buy here. The Best Buy website said that they had it. The Internet is a liar.

Some Things I Love, Briefly.

I love Las Vegas.
I love my family.
I love America.
I love my family.
I love my family.
I love my family.


A lot.

All Work and No Play.

I have been writing a paper all day. Instead of enjoying my vacation. I hate college a lot.

But tonite is going to be so fun. I love my family more than words could ever begin to express.

And then tomorrow one of my best buddies/cousins gets in town.
It is gonna be so crunk.

Viva Las Vegas.

I am in Las Vegas.

The drive was better than crappy but worse than good, you know? I don't necessarily mind having to do it again next weekend.

We didn't stop at the National Dinosaur Museum in New Mexico like I wanted to though. That would have made the road trip AWESOME.

I did use the bathroom in one of the jankest bathrooms in Arizona. I hate Arizona. There is nothing. Except for some cool Dinosaur statues along I-40.

I like I-40.

This is Probably More Than You'd Wanted to Know.

Things that have happened in 2006 in no particular order:

When Bailey turned 18 she had a party at her house. I had no job at the time and didn't get her anything and as a result, just tried to ride on Matt's gift. Dina got mad at me because I said that she broke Bailey's front door. I yelled at Bailey a lot and told Matt to take me home and he just said, "No. Walk." We danced in front of Bailey's house, in her entry way, and in her backyard to Gym Class Heroes, some good rap, and some swing songs. That was some of the most fun I've ever had.

Prom was sort of shitty. Everyone got mad at Bailey and me because we didn't want to pay like a million dollars to ride in the limo and because we wanted sushi and not Firebird's. After prom there was alcohol at Allie's so I went home. Matt followed suit shortly after.

Bailey and I kissed on a park bench for the first time on Cinco de Mayo this year. We're not really sure why or how, but it happened. This can be debated as to whether or not it was a good thing. The next day we talked about it for 5 hours on the phone.

This summer my best friend left for Idaho on June 26. That was a hard day. Not so much because he left, but because I knew that the good part of my summer was officially over. I congratulated him on his leaving and hugged him twice. Then I went to work and listened to Jack's Mannequin, Matisyahu, and Gym Class Heroes on my Mp3 Player all day. I cried that evening when I talked to Dina.

I applied to BYU, BYU-Idaho, and UofM. I got into all three. I got a full ride to the UofM. I brag about this a lot but it is probably the one thing in life that I would really like to change. I want so badly to go to BYU. But I can't right now. Maybe later. I hate Memphis. I love school but I really want to leave this town. I'm afraid of change but I feel like I need it. However, I am happy. Perhaps I'm not completely satisfied, but I am okay with my life situation.

I was really good friends with Kelby this year. He was thinking about becoming Mormon and when he didn't, he decided to sever all ties with me. I've seen him on campus twice and don't know what to say to him and as a result, have not spoken to him since the first week of July. This is both sad and embarrassing.

I went to the lake twice this summer. I got three watercraft tickets. That sucked. I also got one speeding ticket on June 6 on Kirby Whitten, and, as a result, I will get my licence suspended if I get one more.

My best friend came home for a weekend. I have already mentioned that in this blog.

I saw Les Misérables with my (then) girlfriend Bailey on July 14. We got sushi before and Sonic after.

I forgot Dina's birthday and that was the straw that broke the camel's back. We didn't speak for about a month. Things are not the same to this day. I completely take responsibility for this.

I had a New Year's Eve get together at my house. We played Scene It and drank sparkling apple cider. I thought I was going to kiss this girl on that night but I didn't.

I went to a barbecue put on by Shelby Yell with Dina, Matt, Bailey and Grant. There was a lot of arguing in the car before we got there. None of us really wanted to go but we somehow did anyway. Later, at Sonic, we saw Katie. She was barefoot and sad. I don't know why.

I spoke at my high school graduation. Afterward, I hung out with no one from my school. Rather, I played video games at Kelby's. I went to a party after Bolton's graduation. It was pretty crappy, and I left with Matt, Bailey, and Dina. We officially initiated ourselves into DB that night. Except for Bailey, that is. We went to Matt's and ate pank ice pops.

This year was nothing like I had expected it to be.
But I would change very, very little.

Please Save Us, Us College Kids.

I will be happier when this week is over.
And I will be even happier when this month is over.
And I will be even unbelievably happier when this semester is over.

I like that about right now. I'll appreciate the future much more.

Best Friends Does NOT Mean I Pull the Trigger.

I haven't updated in a while because the Internet in this house was not. So I'm out of the running for all the sweet NaBloPoMo prizes. Which is sort of a bummer, but I guess I knew it wasn't really realistic for me to be able to post every day.

My best friend was in town last nite. I slept on his couch. We stayed up late and talked. We laughed and joked and swore only a little. He is my best buddy. It was almost like he was gone for the weekend, instead of the five months he actually was gone. I thought things would be different, but they were not. And boy am I happy.



O, how great the goodness of our God.

It's Like a Blender.

School is crazy right now.
I have a rough outline due tomorrow, an exam on Friday, a quiz next Wednesday, and a 5-7 term paper I have to turn in next Thursday because I'll be out of town when it's due.

Bummer.

This month is going by so fast. I'm kinda happy about that because of vacation that's coming up next Friday. But I can't really breathe right now.

Thankfully, tonight 30 Rock and Top Chef come on. Those are some of my favorites.

My best friend is going to be here tomorrow. Hurrah.

Vote or Die (3).

I voted today for the first time in my life. It was not as exciting as I thought it would be. But it is blog-worthy nonetheless.

If you haven't voted yet, there's still time. Get on it.

If you're not voting, then I hope you enjoy your stay in hell. How dare you ignore the right that so many people died to secure. But then again, I guess they died so you could also be a lazy, apathetic waste of carbon.

If you did vote, then good for you. It feels good, right?

Right.

It's Like the Episode of Oprah That Everyone Wants to Go On. Only No One Gets Prizes.

Today is crappy. The weather sucks. I don't mind the rain or the cold, but I hate them together. It's depressing. So here are some pictures of things that I like. You know, to make me feel better.

1.) The pony from The Science of Sleep.

Isn't he majestic? Look, they're riding him and they are so happy.

2.) Skull and cross bones.

This particular Skull and Cross bones has a fun, sort of whimsical air about it. Cute, right?

3.) Swedish Fish.

I prefer the kind with just the Red, but this is a nice picture. Swedish Fish are delicious and they remind me of some good times and good people.

4.) Grant Edward Whitman.

He's like my little brother. He tells bad stories that I really like to listen to. He doesn't make sense to me sometimes, but it makes sense when he doesn't make sense.

5.) Argyle Socks.

I've worn them since I was little and they've never let me down. I always ask for more argyle socks every Christmas. Come winter, I rarely wear any socks but argyle ones.

6.) Ginkgo Trees in Autumn.

They are super yellow and super bright. It sticks out against the drab that is sometimes autumn and it's nice.

7.) Burt's Bees Beeswax Lip Balm.

It's my favorite chap stick in the history of chap stick. The label says it all: "Soothing, Cooling, Refreshing." And it smells good too. Once my best buddy Matt accidentally bought the Lifeguard's Choice variety of Burt's Bees. It turns your lips white unless you rub it in. Like this:

I look really, really handsome in that photograph.

Man. Today feels a lot better.

Sabbath Blog.

Last December, my friend Derrick Lee Grayson died in a car wreck in Utah. He died a few days after Christmas. He had just gotten married that past October.

In 1991, my Papaw died of cancer which started in his lungs. The cancer came from exposure to asbestos in construction material.

My Mawmaw died of a brain tumor in 1990.

My Pawpaw died the summer before my Freshman year of high school.

As far as life goes, I have had to deal with very little of tragedy. I feel extremely blessed that I have had an average life. We all have to deal with losing a friend or a grandparent eventually. But I have not had to face losing a parent or a sibling. I have had little contact with any emotional trauma.

However, when the day comes that I will face those things, I will be able to handle it. Because there is so much more than just this life that we live. I don't want to get churchy or overly religious here. But I know that there is a God. I know that He loves us. I know that death is not the end.

What a comfort, to know these beautiful things.

My Head Hurts.

It's the weekend and I have no plans.
I hate that crap.




I also hate my World Civilizations teacher.
What an idiot.

Vote or Die (2).

I like the new Chemical Romance single. Please don't tell anyone.

I was going to go vote today, but I decided I didn't feel like it. Maybe that's bad, but it's not like I can't just go vote on Tuesday. And I'm definitely going to vote that day. I wish Matt were here. He'd stand in line with me, I think. Even though he's not a citizen. That's crazy. My best friend isn't even American. Weird.

I get really bugged when people say that they don't vote because they think that their vote doesn't matter. Some girl in my speech class said that today. I almost slit her.

I'm ready for the Semester to be over.

Krishna? Don't You Mean Christian?

So here it is, day one of NaBloPoMo and I realized that for at least four days this month I will be cruising I-40 to and from Las Vegas, Nevada. So I'm making no guarantees that I'm going to actually succeed at the one post for every day, but I'll try. I know everyone will be downtrodden if I don't make it, so I'll try my best.

So due to a long an unfortunate chain of events, I ended up having to take a make up test at my calculus professor's house. She's Indian and Hindu, so I didn't really know what to expect. I sort of guess that I was thinking that there were going to be elephants, monkeys, and an open-air bazaar right there in her living room or something.

As it turns out, her house was just a standard home. Only there were pictures of Hindu deities on the walls, which is fine, but it's just weird to me when people don't have pictures of Jesus up in their houses. It's even a little strange to me when people have crosses in their homes, because Mormons don't use the image of the cross.

I guess I just haven't experienced anything, because even though people are Hindu or Muslim or Jain or Buddhist or Jewish or what have you, I think that I sort of subconsciously thought that they just have these other gods for pretend but they have Jesus in their real religions. I'm not saying that they're wrong or bad, I'm mostly saying that I am very, very sheltered. And I know nothing about anything.

I want to travel.