February 2012
14 posts
Procrastination from studying has consisted of:
Facebook
Tumblr
Skype
Reddit
Cleaning my knife
Typing games
Asian comedians
My professor is about to break the world record for talking about one slide in his Powerpoint.
Sappy Love Poem
I do not write love songs.
My pen harbors no sappy words
My voice is plain and unobtrusive.
Yet, I am a creature of love.
It is the very fabric of my own creation;
An inescapable truth.
My heart beats for the chance to love,
And my hands reach toward the unseen.
I am reaching toward Love.
The guy behind me in
The guy behind me in lecture is wearing short shorts. Legit women’s booty shorts.
One Day
One day I will have a house of my own.
A wife to pour my love into,
Children to raise as my own.
In that house will be laughter and joy,
And only love shall leave that place.
And in that house will be placed a study.
In that study: a typewriter.
And on this single piece of technology,
I plan to write my life story.
I have been sitting in this chair for five hours now, waiting for class to start. So, here’s a list of things I could have been doing:
Homework
Sleep
Eat Lunch
Eat breakfast
Study
Enter a roller derby
Sky dive
Understand Quantum Mechanics
Walk through a wall
Fight another wolf
Drive to California
Go surfing
Figure out time travel
Hijack a car
Rob a bank
Become a professional...
Most productive thing I’ve done today: gained three levels in Tetris.
I've realized I'm never going to be ready.
I’ve come to realize that no matter how much I study or how much I try to practice, I’ll never be ready for everything. I always expected life to be exactly as I imagined and, sadly, this is not the case whatsoever. Things will happen that I can never prepare for and I have to accept this.
Sharp and cutting. Excising the unnecessary.
This is the creation of another. The genesis of life.
With surgical precision, Steady hands begin to change my life. With my heart we begin to operate With my life we begin to change.
I really need to memorize my class schedule. Two months into the semester and I still don’t know when my classes start.
Amazing how much I take breathing through two nostrils for granted.
Things College English has taught me:
Homework can be finished an hour before class starts
Being semi-nice will get you an obligatory A
Your professors aren’t all that intelligent
So basically, I’ve learned nothing.
Someone in the private study area of the library is snoring.
Loudly. Like a diesel engine.
If you’re going to get a longboard for college, please, for the love of all that is me not ankle-checking you, learn how to ride it PROPERLY.
January 2012
4 posts
This is my life.
I am an endless stream of the meaningless.
Flowing and pouring out,
Emptying myself into everything.
My purpose has evaporated,
Meandering within the air,
Precipitating into nothing.
This is my life.
I am not happy.
My truthful memoir remains unwritten
And unread.
I am walking toward
Pressing onward for goals that are not my own.
This is my life.
I am not happy.
Just say an old man
Just say an old man carrying a flower print purse on campus. His wife had a matching one.
Professor asked us to walk
Professor asked us to walk around for a half hour and write a poem. I finished in eight minutes.
This SIX hour break will
This SIX hour break will be the bane of my semester
December 2011
17 posts
3841
According to Cambridge University, that is how many licks it takes to get to the center to a Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop. 3841 Licks.
Good things come to those who wait
I’ve been hearing that phrase quite a bit lately. And not to sound like a good mood hater, but I hate that phrase. Not for any personal reasons, but for the way people use it. When people try and use this phrase to help bolster someone, they forget something invaluable that comes along with it. They forget to think about the time that comes between the present and the next “good...
You know when you order something online and you are super excited and can’t wait to get it? Then there is that period of waiting and checking the shipping status every five minutes to see where it is and how fast its moving….. I’m still stuck at this point.
Things Facebook has taught me
Stalking is okay as long as it’s on a computer
You now know far too much information about someone you’ve met three times in your life
That person’s life has now become super interesting
Peer pressure is wrong; unless it pressures you with a minimum of fifteen likes.
People say they like change until there comes a new layout
You still don’t like that person from high...
After a month of stressful schooling, my break has consisted of sleeping and playing video games.
Not bad.
I want a job just researching strange and curious...
Ideas from a late night brain
I want to change my name to Bacontron
I want to start a rock band
What if sleep worked like roll-over minutes?
The answer to the question “What would happen if you ate yourself?”
Supposing you survived and could actually consume your entire body, you would end up 10% of your original mass. This is because your body uses 90% of intake for heat, digestion, etc.
There are quite a...
I have a strange little car.
I do love my car. But there are a few things that I can’t quite understand about her:
Inserting the key into the door doesn’t unlock the door, it sets off the alarm
Second gear and my syncrho disagree when it’s cold out.
AM radio only tunes into about six stations
I've never seen so many
I’ve never seen so many people studying in Hayden before. I’ve also never seen so many people look like their about to die.
Can't freaking concentrate.
I sometimes wonder if I’m too much of a nice guy. It’s not that I want to be a jerk, but lately, I feel like my being nice is being misconstrued to mean something entirely different. Do we really live in a world where being nice has become this rare?
November 2011
18 posts
I’m Eighteen years old, in college and majoring in Architecture.
And I still cannot for the life of me spell the word “rhythm.”
The library smells like pizza and garlic bread.
I don’t even…what the…how…what?
Things college has taught me:
Class is useless as long as your buddy can send you the notes
Classes that don’t take attendance are unneccessary
The library was not built to house books. It was built to hold air conditioning units
Sleeping at school is perfectly acceptable
ASU has the best napping area
People on bikes don’t know how to ride in a straight line
People can’t...
Because I have nothing else to do...
Here are some facts about me:
I don’t have a favorite colour
I enjoy all things British
I don’t have a middle name
Climbing the Eiffel Tower is one of my life goals
So is competing in the Ironman, climbing Everest, and knitting a scarf
I’m an Architecture major
I have a slight obsession with stairs
I feel sad when dinner has no protein
I normally don’t eat...
1 tag
I should really read The Hunger Games considering everyone I know is talking about the movie that’s coming out. And if I’m ever going to watch it, I need to read the book first.
I’m finding myself among the clouds.
Somewhere in the clear horizon.
I never thought it would end this way.
Standing here
Holding your hand.
Of all the world,
And all creation,
You came to me.
You held my hand and led me to my future.
Down an unknown path
I’ll walk with you.
Following your footsteps.
Following your voice.
Six hours, one pavilion rendering…..I need fun right now.
I’m waiting for her.
Patience and persistence put to the test.
Trusting in unknown futures
And hoping for intersecting paths.
I’m still waiting for her.
The one who climb mountains with me
Just to see the sunset.
Who is willing to stare at the sky
Forever waiting for that shooting star.
But this time is not mine.
Not yet.
Currently waiting for my own future.
Waiting for...
1 Peter 3:3-4
This serious question asks:
“What do you see?”
Poeple clothed
Wearing these layers of images.
Great white clouds
Concealing impending rain.
Define what you will,
Wear what you want,
But I’ll make my life more
Than the images I put up.
More than the eye
Deeper than the heart,
Beauty is on the inside
Beauty is set apart.
My time has come.
My singular moment to say and do
Whatever I want.
My one opportunity and
My fifteen minutes
Is here and now.
But I’d rather be ordinary,
Unnoticed.
If only life were as simple
As blending into a crowd.
I want second semester to start just so I don’t have to get up before Noon.
I'm watching an infomercial for
I’m watching an infomercial for an adult onesie…..