Sunday, April 26, 2009

haven't posted anything in a while

This weather is unbearable. Basically it'll go from 50 to 80 on a two day basis and i don't have any shorts that will go with the whole new look i've been trying to have. I'm fine with the heat if it will just stay hot, and not jump around like an kid with RLS and caffiene patches.

I'm sick of people betraying other people and I hate how idiocy can come from the worst of places. Its the one's closest to you that have the greatest chance of patting you on the back with steak knife. I only trust maybe two or three people outside of my family (who i have issues trusting anyway). And one of those people i'm kind of emotionally afraid of.

I think I may be in a band with Isaac, Samuel, and Seth. So that makes 3 bands if you count the church one. Mack asked me to be lead guitarist in his band thats supposed to play with skillet and them at some christian rally in kentucky. I agreed, but then decided not to cause i don't think i really want to put myself out there to be anything more than a co worker with the guy who ruined one of the best friendships i had ever had (not with him, mind you). Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.

Devin and I are working on getting our friendship back, only basically her entire family hates me though. I guess I kinda deserve it cause i indirectly caused a lot of problems. I mean hey, I don't think I'll ever get her back in the way I want, but at least i'll have my best friend and she'll be happy, she really needs a break in life.

It was 80 something degrees today, and i was wearing jeans and a dark colored shirt playing ultimate frisbee. The score was "tied" 9 to 9 (brittany can't count). Oh and I think i actually tanned for the first time in my life.

Interesting new phrases from yesterday:
-FALCON PUNCH!
-Falcon Piss! (in reference to smash bros at alex's)
-"haha hey guys, its kinda like talcom.... TALCOM POWDER! it puts the lotion on its skin or it gets the hose." (Ryan)
-"sooner or later I'm gonna start thinking of important things that will have some kind of meaning in my life." -Isaac
-"ride the balogna wagon" -Isaac
-"Dude you could sell your baby for 185,000" -Isaac
"yeah man, start a business with that money to make sex-ed videos" -Samuel
"Lets all just write a song about this, and I'll get on my homework later Isaac, no pun intended" -Me


So yeah... thats basically yesterday and today.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

The old, the new, the similiar.

A memory faded,
Time lost.

A memory strong,
Time wasted.

A memory only a memory,
A joke.

A memory motivation for new memories,
Time well spent.

Giving up is as giving in,
When the world's pressure
is not too much for the out,
but within.

Let out some steam and make some noise.
Make some new memories and some joys,
For today will not be the same as yesterday,
When it starts to rain it doesn't take away your choice to play.

Be there for me, I'll be there for you.
The sky may be cloudy but on the otherside its true
that when rain comes down I'll be there with my shirt
To wipe your eyes and hold you close by.

Just one think I ask, please I say to you.
Don't take me for granted, don't say I wasn't there.
Your all that I had for the time on which I dwell.
I had fallen so far, and now I'm well.

Monday, April 6, 2009

The stars.

The world just seems to move forward.
While there are people rejoicing, people suffering,
The seasons change as they always did.
The summer doesn't seem to care who it burns,
and an autumn harvest's surplus,
cares not for the ones dying of starvation.

I knew you were crying when you thought I was smiling,
But you just never seemed to ask.
We all suffered,
Through pride and selfishness.
The stars told me the story,
and your stained cheeks told me you were lying.

Isolated,
I was sitting betrayed alone.
Remembering your head on my chest,
and my arms around your shoulders.
The stars told me the story,
and my stained shirt reminded me to keep trying.

But the world just seems to move forward.
While there are people rejoicing, people suffering,
The seasons change as they always did.
The summer doesn't seem to care who it burns,
and an autumn harvest's surplus,
cares not for the ones dying of starvation.