A Future for Art

I'm feeling obsessed with saving money right now, but I'm practically spending it because I'm saving it in order to spend it on a new camera. And it's going to be wonderful and I'll share all of my photos with you.

CURSING

So I have always wondered what the deal was with cursing. If you take just a few seconds to think about it, analyze it, chew it, spit it out, puke it out, and just plain rest it on your brain, maybe you will find yourself as flabbergasted as I am now. Cuss words are just that, words, among the total 988,968. What makes them so terrible? So many people say them these days, not to mention their infinite placement in television, radio, film, and any other media source ever broadcasted. Over time, they have lost their "shock" value. People say them... well, just to say them; to add *oomph* to the conversation. It's like a forbidden exclamation point. So my point is, what makes it okay to call someone stupid, but not an a**. They are both just a series of letters where I believe we are able to make them what we want. So if we really want to get rid of cussing, and the "hatred" that some believe it portrays, then why doesn't everyone cuss? Just make it okay to cuss, then what can people do?

Slaves to Time

We are all just slaves to time. Think about it for a few moments... everything we do revolves around it. We wake up to an alarm clock that was set at a certain time. We eat breakfast, change our clothes, brush our teeth, and walk out the door all in the amount of time we have set for ourselves. We drive to school in a certain amount of time; classes meet at a pre-designated time for a pre-designated length. We leave at a certain time, eat at a certain time, go to work at a certain time, and get paid for the amount of time we work. Our lives are run by it, and our fear of death revolves around it. Our lives have become a ticking time-bomb. All we have left for ourselves to do is count down the days until the moment we believe life will end. Ironically, though, that counting down has only showed us the true moment as to which life will begin.

Good Dee Sarakas

I am watching, "Good Will Hunting," and I am trying to figure out why some, such as savants, have inconceivable gifts with such a severe handicap. Others, though, have the same inconceivable gifts, like Will Hunting, but are still an average person with basic social skills.

Sunday

It's sunday night and the first day of pre-season football. Colts vs. Redskins. I missed most of the game and I have no idea who's winning. I know that Jacob thinks I don't even want to watch this, but I do. He was embarrassed when he felt like the only one that wanted to watch football. My parents could care less, though. In addition, I promised him we would watch it. I love this man!!!

AE

INTERVIEW TODAY
THINK IT WENT WELL
DUDE WAS NICE LIKE THE SHY GUY

GUY GOING TO CHECK REFERENCES
HOPE PEOPLE DON'T SCREW ME OVER

HAD A GREAT IDEA FOR A YOUTUBE VIDEO WHILE TRYYYYYYING TO GO TO THE BATHROOM
HARD TO EXPLAIN AND IT WOULD SOUND STUPID
SO I'LL JUST HAVE TO LET YOU WATCH
IF I ACTUALLY EVER MAKE IT

FOUND OUT WHAT THAT CATCHY PIANO SONG WAS THAT I HEARD TODAY
MADE IT MY MYSPACE SONG: "DID YOU GET MY MESSAGE" - JASON MRAZ

AAAAAAAAAAH SWEET ACTION JASON BATEMAN

One More Thing

Want to keep this blog regular

Possible for someone to remind me, motivate me, shove my face in keys and make my fingers watch?

Pluuuuuuuuuuus

I have to sign up for classes sometime, but the awesome bio-animal-beast lady isn't ever there.

Need to pay for speeding ticket, what a barrel of tune time drag.

Ever gonna get my own car?!

Like birds too

WHAT THE CHUK?!

Chuk is my holy curse word? Is that possible?

ANYWAY!

What.the.hell?! Douche Bag is dating Erin. Should I say something? I don't know her very well but after the chuk, he's put me through, should it matter?

I'm putting Jacob through hell and I don't know what to do. I love him but have to stick to what I want and need. He knows I am always there for him.

Got an interview at AE which definitely isn't chuck, it's munching pancakes awesome!

Travis is a chukhead. He can go screw himself. Apparently, though, he realizes how much of a jerk he is to me... but doesn't change? How men are to be forever?

LIFE

MOST OF YOU AREN'T GOING TO READ THIS, WHICH IS FINE. WHO GETS ON BLOGSPOT ANYMORE ANYWAY? BUT FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE INTERESTED IN KNOWING WHAT'S BEEN GOING ON LATELY WITH ME AND WHAT HAS BEEN STRESSING ME OUT, LET ME GIVE YOU THE LIST:

MY MOM GAVE ME A 9-O'CLOCK CURFEW... KINDA HARD TO SEE YOUR BOYFRIEND WHEN YOU WORK W-F-S-S UNTIL 8, AND HE HAS CLASS ON MONDAY UNTIL 9, AND YOU HAVE CLASS ON TUESDAY UNTIL 9, AND BIBLE STUDY ON THURSDAY UNTIL 10.
PLUS MY DAD TOLD ME THAT MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO GET DIVORCED BECAUSE OF ME (AND BREAKING CURFEW THING [BEFORE THEY GAVE ME A CURFEW SOMEHOW])
DRAMA AT WORK IS ENDLESS
SCHOOL IS ANOTHER STORY ALL TOGETHER. I'M TRYING TO STICK UP FOR PEOPLE THAT ARE BEING MADE FUN OF FOR NO REASON, AND WHEN I DO I GET CALLED A B****. I WISH THAT PEOPLE WOULDN'T DISH OUT THINGS THAT THEY CAN'T TAKE THEMSELVES. THERE'S ALSO ONLY ONE PERSON ON MY SIDE ABOUT THIS WHOLE THING. I THINK EVERYONE IS JUST TOO AFRAID TO STICK UP FOR THOSE THAT CAN'T. EXAMPLE: WHEN A VERY NICE AND CARING GUY WALKS INTO THE LOUNGE, AND ALL ONE GIRL CAN DO IS TELL HIM HOW ANNOYING AND STUPID HE IS, SOMEONE SHOULD STICK UP FOR HIM; ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE IS COMPLETELY TEARING HIM DOWN. IT GETS EVEN WORSE, WHEN OTHER PEOPLE, THAT USED TO BE STRONG-WILLED AND PURE OF HEART, DECIDE TO JOIN IN. IF YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING, YOU SHOULD BE BLAMED JUST AS MUCH. I KNOW I AM GUILTY OF THIS TOO. I WISH I COULD GO BACK AND CHANGE MY ACTIONS. BUT NEXT TIME I WON'T STAY SILENT. THIS LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO SPEND IT ALL IN HIGH SCHOOL... SOME PEOPLE, I SUPPOSE, WILL NEVER LEARN THAT.

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY

I'M PRETTY MUCH THE HAPPIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD! JACOB WONSEWITZ, YOU MAKE ME SO HAPPY!!!

PICTURES ARE A PIECE OF LIFE ON PAPER

SO, A WHILE AGO I WAS BORED AND SOMEHOW ENDED UP ON PICTURE.COM. IT WAS A PLACE FOR AMATEUR PHOTOGRAPHERS TO SHARE THEIR WORK WHILE ALSO ENTERING THEMSELVES IN A CONTEST WHERE THEIR WORK MIGHT BE PUBLISHED AND CASH PRIZES WOULD BE HANDED OUT. SO I DECIDED TO ENTER A PHOTO AND APPARENTLY IT WAS CHOSEN TO BE PUBLISHED. I THOUGHT THAT WAS PRETTY COOL AND THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE INTERESTING ENOUGH TO PUT IN MY BLOG. SO ABOVE IS THE PICTURE THAT WAS CHOSEN.

I CAN BE HONEST HERE BECAUSE NO ONE WILL READ THIS ANYWAY. EVEN IF EVERYONE IN THE WORLD READ THIS ID STILL BE HONEST. SO EVERYTHING I JUST WROTE WAS A WASTE OF TIME FOR YOU AND ME... SORRY. :)

BUT TO GET ON WITH THE MADNESS. I FEEL I CAN NEVER USE MY OWN WORDS TO SAY HOW I FEEL. SO AS ALWAYS, I LOOK TO MUSIC TO EXPRESS HOW I FEEL.

You’re in my arms
And all the world is calm
The music playing on for only two
So close together
And when I’m with you
So close to feeling alive

A life goes by
Romantic dreams will stop
So I bid mine goodbye and never knew
So close was waiting, waiting here with you
And now forever I know
All that I wanted to hold you
So close

So close to reaching that famous happy end
Almost believing this was not pretend
And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come
So far we are so close

How could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?
We’re so close
To reaching that famous happy end
And almost believing this was not pretend
Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are
So close
So close
And still so far

BORED OUT OF MY MIND

ITS THANKSGIVING BREAK... UNFORTUNATLEY. EVERYONE HAS GONE OUT OF TOWN. WHAT DID I DO TODAY? LETS SEE, I WOKE UP AROUND 11AM, WATCHED "MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL" FOR THE FIRST TIME, ATE SOME RAVIOLI, FACEBOOKED, WATCHED TV, FACEBOOKED, ATE A SALAD, AND OFFERED TO HELP MY DAD WITH CHORES. NOW IM DEBATING ON WHETHER I WANT TO WATCH THE COMPLETE EXTENDED EDITION OF THE LORD OF THE RINGS TRILOGY OR CLEAN MY ROOM. I THINK I SHOULD CLEAN MY ROOM AND THROW AWAY ANYTHING I DONT NEED. THEN MAYBE I CAN REARRANGE MY ROOM; MAYBE DO A LITTLE REDECORATING. I DONT KNOW... SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SOMEBODY HELP

JUST HELP ME. FIND SOME WAY TO SAVE MY SOUL.