Music and Literature.

Today is a rad day. I love it a lot. This morning felt really good. But I'm tired now, so I'm running out of good vibrations. If you want to have a good day too, go here and listen to the first song. It's about hurting a breaking up, but moving on. It's SO GOOD.

In English we are reading Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. I must say I love that book. Someday I hope to have a son that's like young Pip; a lad who understands the hilarity and irony in the everyday. And a lad who is truly good. However, I hope my boys never fraternize with convicts, regardless of whether or not they are good at heart. I'm tellin' ya, read this book.

Just a Few Thoughts.

It feels like months since last I posted. It hasn't actually been of course.

I am tired and should go to bed.




I learned how to drive a stick tonight. I am so bad at it.



Goodnight.

I Can't Come Up with a Witty Title.

Every now and again I get this funky feeling in my body that makes me not want to sleep in my bed. I feel like sleeping, just not in my own bed. This is weird because I really like my bed. I have this feeling right now, so I am debating on sleeping on a pallet on the floor of my bedroom or on the living room couch. I'm leaning towards the couch, because constructing a pallet can be hard work.

I want to go to Arabia (does anyone call it "Arabia" anymore?). I want to go to Latin America. I want to go to Spain. I want to go to Africa. I want to go places where the sun is fierce and the culture is beautiful. I want to go places where the people are dark-complected because I want to be dark. My pale skin is insufficient.

I want to dance right now, but there's not really anyone to dance with.

You know, I could leave the country this summer for two whole years? Weird.

A Nice Mix.

I don't really know where to start. I'm pretty sick and, as a result, am highly medicated. Therefore, I am unsure if this will come out as incoherence or not.

This past weekend I hung out with Matt and Kelly. They got sushi and we played laser tag (I dominate at laser tag) and then Paige from my English class came over and we watched The Departed, which was not as great as I'd thought it'd be. Saturday night nothing really happened but I was so chill it was unreal.

Sunday I went to Mass with my friend Jody. Being Catholic is hard, man. You gotta stand up, sit down, recite some stuff, stand up, sit down, kneel, sit down, stand up, kneel, stand up, pray, and all the while, you gotta make sure that you're on the right page in the hymnal. Seriously, it's hard. I really enjoyed it. I'm not going to convert or anything, but it's nice to see Christianity from a different angle.

Anyway, I have a sad sort of feeling in the bottom of my gut right now. I just feel like the end of my youth is approaching fast, and it is. I am going to start on my mission papers this week. I will leave on a mission a boy and then come back a man. Crazy talk, man.



You know what's weird to me? The kid who plays Augusten in Running with Scissors also is in Flags of Our Fathers. Surprisingly, he fits both roles very well.

I am done here. I assume you are too.

Just Some Stuff I'm Thinkin' about Right Now.

I take an examination today and then after that it's SPRING BREAK. I will be able to turn my brain off for a whole week. That's very exciting.

Listen to Anberlin, because they will change your life. I love their music so much. They are just so Rock and Roll, you know? Real Rock and Roll. Not the gay kind.

I am unbelievably sleepy right now. Seriously, I can't believe it.