You like Twilight. Yeah i like Twilight, Twilight is my Jam!

School is coming to an end, some of us will graduate and some will continue with high school and I don't know what is going to happen in the future, I'm not going to lie I am a little scared because I don't know what's going to happen next.  But what I do know is that this last week has been the most important week of our lives, and it's not for all the tests we took, or all the friends we made, or all the attendance schools we went to for our graduation or even graduating period, it is the fact that the Hang Over trilogy has come to an end, which is far more important than us. Now i know you enjoyed The Hang Over part one and had a hard time going to the Hang Over part two because... well it was the same idea as the Hang Over part one, but you saw the Hang Over part two anyways and it was good and you enjoyed it. Now it has come time to see the Hang Over part three and I know it is the same idea as the Hang Over part one...and the Hang Over part two, but you and I both know that I and you will enjoy the Hang Over part three.  Well it's been a good run my friends.

Star Trek

I have a problem with the movie Star Trek into Darkness, because they saved the crew of their ship which is a lot of people, but then they let like half of San Francisco get destroyed by a massive ship. They didn't even address the people that died in San Francisco they were just happy they saved the people on the ship.

Vancouver got swept!

Hockey is a sport

Sure I remember

I have a hard time remembering my early youth. All i seem to remember then is places and faces, but there is few stories i can remember to go with those faces and places.

    It seems to be easier to remember the good times and it seems to be easier to forgot the bad times and pain that we have felt.

But what I can tell you is that I was happy then, and it is not because things were better then it was because it was all so simple eat, play, work a little, get in trouble, and sleep.

Hmm

Detachable penis that is an interesting thought.

How to be a Tool.

You go to lone peak that is a good start, but if you want to be a good tool that will not be enough.
This is going to take a lot of dedication and your going to have to be ruthless and hurt a lot of people on purpose and apologize when you really don't mean it. Being a tool is something we all look forward to, because it is our first step toward the frat life, which is the ultimate goal. Here are a few tips on how to be a tool so you can become popular and get chicks like mad.

1. We need to work on your appearance, that means you need to be hitting the gym for at least 4 hours a day. Be sure to get some nice guns(arms) and rack(core+pecks) to support those guns(arms).
2. Throw out you clothes cause you look like s#!t, now you need to hit the mall at least once a week, take your friends their opinion is now vital plus it will be more fun, tank tops are a must now to show of your new body, same with cargo shorts to show of those killer legs. socks are a big issue because your comfort is a big issue and everybody should see that, so you need to wear the long black Nike elite socks in your fresh to death Vans. Backwards hats are your new hairdo.
3.  For you attitude you need to be a dick at all times, call everyone fag and queer because they are in your new mind set. You are only nice when you trying to apologize but even then you will still find a way to blame it on them and make them feel bad because in all honesty it is probably their fault. Try and fight as much as possible, but never fight alone, make sure someone has your back at all times, never fight clean these are street rules.
4.  Girls will love you, but if you want to get the big exotic fishes then you got to treat them girls like b!#%$es because they are, and you are better then them and every second they spend with you is a blessing make sure they know that.

You now should make do for a good tool, hustle hard my friend, stay strong, and be sure to keep that pimp hand strong.

Given

I once ask a man
if i was creative
he then said
that i was not
i then asked why
he quickly said
because you
had to ask.

Yeah...

Dave: Hello Sara
Sara: Hey Dave, how are you?
Dave: Just swell thanks for asking, and youself?
Sara: Oh you know.
Dave: What have you been up to latly
Sara: Oh I've been dancing.
Dave: That sounds fun, Where have you been dancing?
Sara:...
Dave: Is something wroung.
Sara: No.
Dave: It can't be that bad.
Sara: Oh... ok... I work at Southern Exposure.
Dave: Yeah!

Summer!

Hey, haven't seen you around in a while
Hey, haven't seen you around in a while
Hey, haven't seen you around in a while
Hey, haven't seen you around in a while

I didn't go to work for a month
I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight
I haven't hung out with anyone
Because if I did, I'd have nothing to say

I didn't feel angry or depressed
I didn't feel anything at all
I didn't want to go to bed
And I didn't want to stay up late
When you're living your life, well, that's the price you pay

Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in
Whenever I speak out, you take it all in
Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in
Whenever I speak out, you take it all in

Your feelings are positive, negative, positive, negative
I'm feeling this positive, negative, positive, negative
The seasons are positive, negative, positive, negative

Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in
Whenever I speak out, you take it all in
Whenever I breathe out, you're breathing it in
Whenever I speak out, you take it all in

I didn't go to work for a month
I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight
I haven't hung out with anyone
Because if I did, I'd have nothing to say

It's going to be a black out Tonight

I don't know why i smelled that.

Shoes
Hockey skates
okay anything to do with hockey
dogs
dogs anus
sharpie
cat's litter box
old milk
cocaine
Rhinna
Old people
arm pit
knee pit
most flowers
burnt skin
burnt hair
dead people
poopdick

I think this chair is sad!

 

This song is called, "I'm Sad, So Very, Very, Sad!
SO SAD!

Guilty as charged

Mind rambling
deep in thought about nothing
every sound is to loud
i toss and turn
still not comfortable
i find myself pacing for no reason
i check the fridge
i get a drink
use the bathroom
blinded by the light
slip back in my sheets
check the time
racing
my heart is
also to loud
deep breath
count sheep
i get mad and think
why i cant sleep
I cry in my hands
what have i done?

The Sixer`s are a whore able team

Six word memoir story being told
life still young and not old
no time for too much detail
girls just want to have fun
i want to hold your hand
they say to get your attention
she's a freak a supper freaky
kiss me and smile for me
i then told her to please
bend over and I'll show you
she snapped and said well the
pink does more than you think

That kid is not my son

Waiting

I`m still waiting for a good job to fall in my lap
I`m still waiting for a good looking girl to come up to me and tell me we're a thing
I`m still waiting to be quoted by a celebrity
I`m still waiting to get asked to go to space
I`m still waiting for the bad guy in a movie to win and everyone leaves the theater dazed and confused
I`m still waiting for breakfast in bed
I`m still waiting to win the lottery
I`m still waiting to be the next millionaire (love that show)
I`m still waiting for  Microsoft Word to be free again

I've been found wanting

Temptation

It`s only tempting because we are not allowed to have it
or we told ourselves we don`t need it
or that it is bad for us or even good for us
but we've had a taste already
we already know how it feels and how it tastes
in our mouth on our skin
it is cold and both hot
it is perfectly miss placed
and we cannot get it out of our mind
it per-sues us to torment us
this is a temptation and we all give in
This is the beginning of sadness,
(On Turing Ten)(footnote)

I think I'm sick

I'm going to bed.

relating

If you were given my life experiences (as in lived) would you be the same person as me, or would you be different? I want to say it is a weird thought but I fear of Karl ragging on me for saying weird because it is such a vague word and doesn't really add to any conversation. Would you have the same kinks and quirks as me, act the same way? Have you ever thought how a day would be like to be someone else, how they feel about this would, what they are dealing with, or how they feel about you?
 I hate it when people try and tell me that I remind them of someone else. And I say oh... you found my clone... nobody laughs... and that cuts deep.
I tried picturing myself as the pope, my mind went blank. Failure to relate.
Scatterbrained

TDK

Space is how we want it
sometimes we can't get enough of space
sometimes space is lonely
space is the future
the future is just a bunch of memories we have not had
everything they say is backwards, backwards is everything they say
swearing out of context is now cool. ass!
pretending to be deep is now deep
the heart cuts deep without an edge
you a jive turkey
my mind is clutterbuck
my teeth like gods shoe shine
eyes painted black
by the star of you eye
eyes locked on the stars
for space the the future
and we love to look at the future
if we could

And the days go on

And you might find yourself looking at the stars
and you might find yourself driving a new car
and you might find yourself with new watch
and you might find yourself with a hot wife
and you might find yourself in the news paper
and you might find yourself meeting the great Rick James. I'm Rick James Bitch, Fuck your coach.
and you might find yourself in your new jet
and you ask yourself
how did i

Dreaming

A simple breeze, but just a touch,
feet on the sand, don't care to much,
where I am, or where I'll go,
just hope I won't, wake up too,
soon I'll leave, to another dream,
and leave you, in my wake,
your just a dream, more of a fake,
you, why am I so focused,
on you, what a waste,
the hate I feel, for you,
yet when you call, that's when I,
fall, to the ground,
can't breath, with these chains,
around my neck, or you cold
touch, you always have,
you'll never leave, and I'm not dreaming,
I never was, it's all I have to,
escape, your touch,
how i long, for your touch,
but i must go, doctors would agree,
it's not healthy, for you and me,
to be

Whats this life for?

To die. To simply die. That is the easiest way to put it.  What happens after death, now this really has me scared and your a true man if it doesn't bother you, because it is not set in stone on what happens next.  We could just be done there is nothing after this life and it was completely pointless. Your over, if you didn't do anything in your life then you blew it, and there is no second chances.  Or you could be stuck in Hell or Heaven take you pick, for eternity. The last time I checked eternity is pretty freaking long and hopefully H and H are pretty entertaining for that reason.

No matter what will happen to you, or where you will go after death we all have to face death  at one point or another. Whether you ready or not you will die.

Missed opportunities

 All because you said no i don't want to go,
it does not sound fun,  i know i enjoy it but it does not sound fun today,
well whats wrong with today, whats really behind it,
are you really that scared, of having a good time,
or scared being happy,
well whats wrong with you,
 that you can't picture,
 yourself being happy,
that you have to shut the world out,
 be stuck in your basement,
on a computer, with fake friends,
with their fake smiles,
and why do you have to be, sad
if their happy, or happy that
their sad,
or even toy with emotions,
why do you sit there and
hope for opportunities to
come to you, whats wrong
with you
that you can't
find opportunities for yourself
starting by turning of the computer and embracing the world and more importantly being happy.

Love without Lust

Impossible

Tears for Fears

I'm afraid of growing up and at the same time i'm afraid of not growing up. I'm afraid of summer because the time passes so fast.  I'm afraid to talk to girls not the fact that i might get rejected, but for the soul reason that it might work out.  I'm afraid of money, to little, to much, and what it will make of me.

Afraid of the little things. Gas prices, who said what, how we got there, sports, strangers, scary movies.

I'm afraid to be the first one dropped off for the night. Afraid of what you might say about me. Afraid if you don't think about me. I'm afraid of that moment just after we make eye contact and we both can tell we are looking at each other and we both look away and i go to look at you again and you don't look back.

I'm afraid of my favorite TV show getting canceled. so! many questions, so many! questions, so many questions!

I'm afraid of hitting the Next Blog button and seeing someone happier then me.

I'm afraid of Fridays and the number 13.

I'm afraid of you remembering me, you say hi and i stare at you blankly. I'm afraid of you stealing my words and using them against me. I'm afraid of being hurt over something stupid you said to me and never living it down.

I'm afraid of the little things,  doing my hair, wearing the right clothes, being fit, playing sports, being cool, being different. Or should i say the meaningless things.

I'm afraid you wont comment on my blog. I'm afraid of pity comments.

Cause I'm not a trendy crackar

Compose yourself
this is not a haiku
i'm certainly not thinking of you
sick of that
and of you
just want to be alone
to scared of self
Compose yourself
it's alright
your really not that
bad of a person
stop to save a dogs
life
rear-ended
head hurt
dazed
and confused
is not
a sport
not a drug
lost memories
wasted life
not reason
Compose yourself
your lost
can't follow
your losing me
bad temper
sailors toung
no reason
Please Compose yourself
rehab
healing
deep sleep
lots of TV
Compose yourself

I hope i don't loose you?

I'm thinking of you. I'm thinking of you like the sun thinks about skin and like how sick cancer makes me feel about this world. I'm thinking of you like the world thinks about the universe and I know truly how small it is. Thinking of truths, thinking about hiding and how hiding a truth really isn't so truthful.  I'm thinking of you like mirrors think about reflections and never being able to see their selves within them selves.  I'm thinking of you like doors think about knobs. Thinking of you like chairs think of airplanes and how sad it is that a stupid chair has been more places in the world then you.  I'm thinking of you like guns think about injustice. Thinking of you like the riddler thinks of helicopters thinking about batman thinking about college humor thinking about YouTube thinking about kinda funny kinda bad.  I'm thinking of you like tennis elbow thinks about tennis how the simple pain it is.  Thinking of you like how keyboards miss being around, stupid tablets so hard to type. Thinking of you like the greenies think about killing everyone on the planet but themselves because everyone else can't handle the responsibility of living on a plant and not treating it right but he would treat it right because he is the only one that cares and the planet is way more important then human life.  I'm thinking of you like a little girl thinks of her dads arms when the freaking monster in the closet decides to come out and play tea but nobody wants to play with him because he dated a redhead in high school  but then he loses his cool and just starts breaking all the fine china.  I am thinking of you like plates and bowels think of air and how they got there and where they might be going. Thinking of you like plates and bowels think of the ground and how many pieces of them there will soon be.I am thinking of you like a short stories thinks about the TV  Thinking of you like Pinocchio thinks about lying. I'm thinking of you like the letter Y thinks about ies and how quickly it is replaced. I'm thinking of you like A.D.D thinks about confusing thinks about how confused you are about me thinking of you.

Lost Memories

i stop and think back
why is it so hard to remember
every last thing we did yesterday
i try to think but i can only feel
disarray because of lost memories
of yesterday
it only gets worse when
i think of yestereve [yester-eve(two days ago)]
i can't even remember my own
name or what i ate
but oh how satisfide
i was when i did eat
or at least i think i was
when i did eat
oh wait i don't remember
sadly the fat on my tummy
is not that good of a reminder
unlike fine wine memories do not
stand the test of time
i not going to be honest
I've only had one kiss
but who it was with
is a good question
that slaps like a fist
and leaves me with emptiness
that can only be filled with a memory of a kiss and who it was shared with.

Love

     Love.  Love is weird to start, like really weird. It breaks all the rules including morals. Love is a drug and still not illegal. But for serious love makes us do stuff we would not normally do, so does beer and/or weed and/or cocain.  All of these things send chemicals to brain that make us act different, treat other people different, and make us what to do lame things (Lame things being going to chick flicks, plays, and for the most part pretending to be something your not).  The goverment has set and age to which you can buy alchol and cigerets, but they have not set and age for love why is this... nobody knows.
     Love is everywhere, it is in our homes, it is in our school, it is in our music, it is in our movies, it is in our minds, and most inportanlly it is in our hearts. It is almost like it is human nature.

Being Alive

I promise this is not late Mr. Nelson the computer is lying on which the date of this post was posted. Being alive is really weird because it can be happy and it can be sad, emotion are what mainly separate us from being robots. We have lots of emotions one i would like to talk about right now is fear. Fear can be a motive to do stuff we would normally not do like lie, cheat, steal, etc. So me lying by saying the computer is lying about the date of this post is caused by fear of getting a bad grade and fear of getting a bad grade reflects back to my parents because they might punish me by giving me up for adoption and/or torture for getting bad grades. I actually don't know why I'm stuck on the robot idea but what ever. Lying is probably the thing we do most in being alive, so if you lie a lot you will great at being alive. Sadly that is what people think but that just leads to sadness. Batman lives a lie for most of his life do you think he is happy that man is so rich but still so sad. I would call him a sad panda if i didn't have so much respect for him. Sorry for rambleing

Intro

This is an intro it might also be a blog which also could be a lie but the real truth is i like pie it is so good and so sweet but i also do not like it in my eye because that sh%# hurts like a mother Lucker and i worry about going blink in my eye and not being about to see the future i wonder if blind people can see in their dreams if amputies can feel their joints that arnt there or if birds can feel the ground when their in the air these are questions people have them start asking for the answers and there will be not reply because there is freaking pie in my eye.