Monument

Ran to school frantically today, thinking I missed my first classes. Luckily, or somehow by the Grace of our good God, I had all late start classes. That means I'm essentially free until the beginning of September. Which is quite nice. That will give me either some time to work, or continue on some projects I have been working on. (Still need to order and prioritize them.) Anyways, I sat there at Crafton, covered in sweat and out of breath, relieved that I wasn't going to be doomed there for ever and ever. I also found my lost phone recently, so I have had several strokes of good luck. AND "District 9" was JUST as awesome as I was hoping it would be. (C'mon "Inglorious Basterds...")

Things have been coming a long nicely. I had a very fun time in NYC with my family and Alexa. It was nice to get away from it all for awhile. Escape the problems of home that always seem to be looming. I decided that I don't think I would enjoy living in that particular city. I love the culture and the beauty of it, but honestly, I'm more impressed with simple beauty. I guess what I mean by that is natural beauty. The two prettiest places I have ever seen in my life are as follows:

The golden planes of Northern California. Not sure exactly where, somewhere after wine country. We used to drive through them on the way to Centerfuge Christian Camp when I was in high school. They went on for miles. There are only a couple small towns outside of them. Small lakes, sparatic trees, and planes and planes of gold grass. I would love to see that every day.

The second, was the Pacific Ocean near the Carribean Islands. miles and miles of water with no land in sight. The focus is just simply the water and the large clouds taking on amazing shapes.

I wish I could say exactly what I want. I wish that I could properly communicate how I feel. I'm doing my best.

I'm happy. I know that. Happier than I've been in a long time. Some friends of mine don't think so, that dampens my mood, but not enough to keep me from thanking God every day for the wonderful things he has put into my life. I have a job, a girl that actually loves me (and I love her too), and the weather has been nice. I can't complain.

I was watching with one eye on the other side

Is anybody reading this? Is blogspot.com like a big thing? What is twitter? Is it what I should be doing? Nobody really cares that much. I thought a blog was supposed to be an online journal without the privacy. But...so far, it looks like the privacy is still here. Oh well.

Life has been good. I've had some nice vacation days. Days free to just sit around, read comic books, catch up on some reading, write, and be a generally lazy person. Usually, I hate that. It's only the second day I haven't had anything to do and already I'm already eager to get outside and DO something. What will it be today? My friends have been bringing out the nerdiest sides of me lately...I think I want to stray away from that today. I spent this morning watching the E3 press conferences. I think that fills my geek quota today. Or, maybe not. Maybe I'll stop by the old comic book shop and see if "Old Man Logan" has it's last issue out yet. Then, who knows, maybe some COOB. Maybe some Risk. I'm gonna call Zach in a bit. He reads this sometimes. Maybe he'll read it before I call.

Anyways, bon vacation everybody. Enjoy yourselves. Life will get frantic again soon enough.

A poem, some reflection

I wrote this poem after I read through a shoe box full of letters and other memorabilia I have saved over the past few years. Things that I deemed important. I wrote this poem right after wards.

"Old letters are wounds
deeper than I would care
to admit.

And right now, I'm trying
to remember all the
things mentioned.

It tingles, but I forgot
it all. The feelings are there
a long with the pictures.

But the facts, are all lost."


I wrote that in the same type of mood I am now. Not happy, not sad. Just, in the process of thinking. I'm thinking about life and every other little thing it just seems overwhelming. Maybe it's becasue it's finals and I'm struggling to get everything done. Maybe it's because I have to go to work in a minute.

I almost didn't make it this year. I don't often admit things like this, but it was a hard year. Hard emotionally, and hard financially. And now that it's all ending, I find myself at some sort of stand still. I miss a good friend and I miss the way things used to be. I can't do anything about it because it feels like a lose-lose situation so I just have to bite my tongue and take what I can get for now.

On the other hand, some wonderful things happened. I feel focused on what I want to do with my career and have found a wonderful girlfriend.

But why do I still feel this way right now? Maybe I'm just tired. Or maybe I just don't like change. I think life moves too fast most of the time for you to ever think about it, but right now, in one of those rare times, I reflect.

Writing.

Writing a new book. Or, starting to at least. I'll make sure to post some parts of it as I go a long on this thing. Still not sure how to work the whole site. I feel like it could be so much...cooler. And I feel like I could be a much more hilarious narrator. Have you laughed? At all? Do I need to post more?

"I could say much, but I'll say little..."

I just don't like arrogance.

I believe that most of the really important people in life are humble. They succeed on their own account, privately and quietly. Creating their own world to be on top of.

Another first post...

I think this is my third, or fourth blog I've started. I'm sorry about that. I would transfer all of my old readers over to this one, but, I don't think I have any...so, off to an even start I guess.

A brief introduction

This blog is going to be dedicated to a lot of things. Mostly what is interesting me at the time. That entails: Movies, Art, Photography, Books, Video Games and Star Wars. (The latter, extensively.)

To start things off simple and not to get too over zealous, I will leave you with this:





This is a very sad photo. I do not know why.