Texting

I've been drifting away from the typical teenager'd mindset when it comes to texting. Texting, the thing that most kids worship these days has really been annoying me lately.

I've been ignoring a lot of texts nowadays cause now they're just stupid. I don't care about stupid forwards. If you really loved me as much as half of those forwards said you did, then call me up or write something unique for ME, and not all 132 of the people on your phone list.

That and not even my phone mom spells out her words. I love her, don't get me wrong (yay for mothers day) but I don't like replacing "are" with "r" and see with "c." It bugs the heck out of me and encourages me to not reply.

My graduation party

Well I thought it was going to be cool until I saw a bunch of stuff that my mom was putting together in the basement. Pretty much everyone has weird and embarrassing things, whether they be objects or photos, that represent a person when they were much younger. Well I was one cooky kid when I was smaller and there's a heep full of embarrassing photos, journals, drawings, etc. all ready for people to look at. Egh. Oh well it makes for laughs I guess.

But in this one journal booklet thing, I was writing about my "guard dog" and how him and me were always guarding things. Funny thing is that I've never even had a dog. Just an IMAGINARY one.

Ah well. I miss being a kid. :)

My brother is all grown up now

The boy that I played tag and gameboy with all my childhood just graduated from UNL this weekend. And today he moved in to his own apartment. He's an ADULT now. It really makes me think about what it's like when I'm his age. He's got a great job and pretty much everything going for him. Good job, brother. :) I don't want to grow up, but I guess you can't always have what you want. Cause if you did I would seriously have a pet tiger.

Despite the boring graduation parties though, I'm proud of my brother.

Summer is almost here

I can't wait until school is finally out. All I'm gonna do is work and make music. I just discovered one of my friends is a good singer too. I'ma start up a side project with her.


And then become famous.

Right? :)

So I'm Gonna Graduate

I was sick with a flu (NOT the swine flu ;) ) about a week ago and with that resulted in myself sitting at home alone most of the day. With little energy to play guitar, video games, or do ANYTHING for that matter, there was just me and and my thought. I started thinking about how close to school is getting done with and how soon I will be graduating. And until that moment it hadn't hit me yet that I'm finally growing up. I always planned on attending UNL (and that IS where I'm going) but I guess I never realized that I was ACTUALLY going to be going through it. People were right, I guess the senior year does seem to move fast.

Text Collage

Jason Mraz

And the Plain White T's are amazing. I went to their concert (along with Miss Rowse!) and we all agree it was an amazing concert. Although I got such little sleep and am very tired from the experience, I feel the occasion was worth it. I love going to concerts and I hope to go to a lot more this summer.

I'm going to a concert

Come Monday, April 13th, I'm going to go to Omaha to see my favorite band in the whole world. They're called Death Cab for Cutie and their music is the most inspiring work that I have ever been touched by.

Beforehand I'll get some shopping done. Cause we can all admit that shopping in Omaha beats the crap out of shopping in Norfolk.

I can't wait. :)

Think

If your heart had a garden.

What kind of flowers would be in it?
How big would it be?
Would it be dead? (Hopefully not!)
Who would visit your garden?


Now pick a flower from that garden. Who are you going to give that flower to?

Perfectionism

I have a problem. It's a problem that I know I have but yet I'm not quite sure how to fix it. It's called being a perfectionist. I'm not an extreme perfectionist. What do I always need perfect, though? My room is ALWAYS clean and organized. That's not a problem though. What creates the problem is that I'm trying to be a perfect human being; worker; citizen; whatever.

How is this a problem though? It's obvious. Nothing's perfect. It's strange that I am this way, considering my mom has always literally said the phrase "nothing's perfect; everything could always use improvement" ever since I was a little kid.

Let's look at the workplace. I am a waiter and I strive to be perfect. Call me lame for caring about my job, but as a waiter, caring about your job can increase the amount of money you get. It's called getting tipped. It's true that the more effort you put into a work atmosphere like that, the more money you will make. Being a perfectionist can really pay off here. Cause if you do everything right and the way it's supposed to be, it works out. But what happens if you don't? In my case, I get frustrated. After mistakenly dropping something as small as a cup on the ground, I can't get it out of my head that I've done something like that. Fortunately though I haven't had much of this problem at work lately.

But it's not just work, it's life in general. Let's admit, you wouldn't mind having the perfect look, the perfect voice, or the perfect style, would you? I mention voice because outside of work, all I do is music. It started with guitar and has moved on to several other things, such as writing my own music. More recently, it's moved to singing. I love doing it but (yes, there's a but) I get the feeling that my voice isn't perfect. I realize that it's not as good as Paul McCartney, Bret Michaels, or any singer for that matter.

One of my friends (who unfortunately moved faaar away) always used to purposely mess everything up in my room just to help me get over it haha.

But like my mom said, nothing's perfect.

One of those days

Sunday was lame. It was one of those days. By that I mean it was one of those off days where nothing seems to go right. I worked the whole day, and man was it lame. I dropped a plate on the floor at work (I work at a restaurant). Sure it was bound to happen sooner or later but still, being a perfectionist, I really didn't like that.

Not to mention the kind of customers who think that the world revolves around them. Has anyone ever worked with those kind of customers? And I mean the kind with no patience; the kind who expect their order to be finished in a flash. The whole purpose of a nice, sit-down restaurant is so that the food can be prepared freshly. Go to a fast food place you idiots if you want something so fast. It's just lame cause the customer always takes their anger out on YOU, the waiter. But I'm just ranting.

Have a nice day. :)

Random

So why is the alphabet in that order?

And why do kamikazees where helmets?

Have you ever eaten a banana peel? We eat all the other skins of fruits.

Snow is awesome. :)

I'm tired of all the negativity in the winter time. I'll admit I'm not winter's biggest fan either, but complaining about it doesn't make it any better.

Being a student in a high school, every single day before lunch and before leaving the school, I hear several remarks such as "It's so freaking cold out!" or "Oh man I hate the snow!" But maybe if you weren't so negative about it, it wouldn't seem so bad. Also, wearing nothing but shorts and a t-shirt doesn't help the situation. This isn't California, it's Nebraska. Dress appropriately!

I personally think that falling snow is beautiful and relaxing. :) Sure I like summer. As a matter of fact I LOVE summer and warm weather, but for now, why not enjoy the snow.

Now go build a snowman.

Music!

In the past two days, I have been working hard in my basement (as lame as it sounds) recording a song. I'm proud to say that I successfully recorded it and it sounds amazing. This is the first song that I have ever recorded (with all of my new recording equipment that I have recently purchased) and I plan on recording many more songs in the future, as I have written a lot of them.

I produced all of the music in the song - the guitar, vocals, tamberine, and last but not least, the bongos. After a lot of combined time of editing and adjusting, I finished the song and even put it on a CD and my ipod.

Once I record a few more songs I'll put them up on a myspace music account. I really want you all to hear my work.

:)

Here's How it Goes.

There is someone on my mind. I don't want them to be in my mind. So what do I do? I go to sleep. To not deal with any problems. To not have them in my mind.

Then I dream about them...

One more time,

just enough to ease my mind.

Everything's fine,

when it's only you and I...

What I REALLY Want!

A fluffy, friendly, puppy!

I'm not allowed to have a pet. "Dogs are for the farm" my parents think. They obviously don't realize that dogs are not just for a farm. They are so much more. They are friends.

If I had a puppy. Or a kitty. Or anything cute and fluffy...

I would cuddle with them. I would play my guitar and sing to them. I would watch movies with them. I would listen to music with them. I would ask them for advice. I would ask them for pre-calculus help. I would be their best friend in the whole entire world and absolutely nothing would come between us.

Luckily I have a girlfriend that I can do all of the above with.

Just saying, that "dogs aren't just for the farm," mom and dad. :(

This is going to be the cutest blog ever, and I'm not even gonna type anything.

Banana Pancakes

Matthew told me to write about banana pancakes, so here I am.

Banana pancakes... Have you ever had one? I haven't. I've had a banana (just last week actually) and some pancakes before, but never have I had a banana flavored pancake, OR a banana and a pancake at the same time.

The more I think about it, the more good it sounds to me. Although I'm not sure how it's made. The only thing I know about banana pancakes is that Jack Johnson loves them.

Have an awesome day, peers.

5 Things I Want To Do

...At some point in my life.

One of them involves traveling around the world. I am very interested in unique architectural structers around the world. I want to visit Dubai, located by Saudi Arabian, as well as see the great pyramids.

Another thing involves visiting Graceland, Elvis Presely's home. I really enjoy music as well as history, and I would be very interested in visiting his house. Today (January 8th) is also his birthday. :)

A third thing would be owning a sweet car. I consider myself a car guy, and my dream car is a fully loaded 6-speed 98' Toyota Supra, preferably orange and having a targa top.

I also want to be very involved with animals. I think that working with animals would be an amazing job. Who on earth doesn't want to cuddle with a lion or a tiger!? :D Assuming it's tame and all...

A fifth and final thing would be learning how to play the piano... And possibly a chello. :) I am a very musical person, and I have always wanted to learn how to play the piano.

I like colors.

Lots and lots of colors. :)

Colors can play a big part in life. I use color to express myself and organize my things. From the shoes I wear to the walls of my room, color is present in every part of my life.

My room isn't your average room. Everything in it is red, black, and white. Although some may argue that black and white aren't colors, I treat them the same as all the others. My bed, television, furniture, and decorations are ALL either red, black, or white, and together it makes my room look very unique and wild.

I have black and white stripes on the walls, surrounded by splats of red. The words "Bang," "Slam," and "Ka Pow!" are on my walls to show my love for comics. This gives my room a superhero-ish theme to it.