Train of Thought

Train. Red. Hard. Bright. Clink. Penny. Farmer Brown. BOOM. Laugh. Comics. Music. Song. Soothing. Cream. Bubbles. Warm. Hot tub. Gatorade. Moon. Cattle. Bumble bee. Bat. Batman! Spiderman. Rain gutter. Gentle. Quiet. Imagination. Rainbow. Music. Jon Schmidt. Rock out. Fun. Night. Stars. Glory. Heaven. Beautiful. Aurora. Lights.

Flowing. Stream. Transparent. Glass. Fork. Autumn leaves. Canyon. Telescope. Cell phone reception. Space hotel. Apollo 13. Texas. Alamo. Revolutionary War. British accents. Kilts. Bagpipes. Weird Al. Funny. Bunny. Killer bunnies. Chainsaw. Hedges. Turtle. Suessical the Musical. Tarzan. Phil Collins. Solid. Jell-o. Tomato. Potato. 5 Guys Burgers & Fries. Grandma. Kitchen. Delicious. Sunday dinner. Peanut butter sandwich.

This list could go on and on. I'm not even sure how my mind pattern works, so this was fun! Even though lots of my thoughts aren't connected to each other at all. My mind wanders a lot...

Anyway, thanks to Alesha for this fun idea! Until next time, my imagination will continuously be wandering!

Looking For Something New?

I've found some really cool/ funny/ amazing things lately. Wanna know what they are? Well luckily for you, I'm gonna tell you! (I would obviously tell you anyway, 'cause I'm blogging about it. I mean seriously, can you imagine how rude that would be if I just started into something and then left it hanging?) . . . (Hehehe... There's an idea for a future post...)

The Cool

Did you know that I recently began a new chapter in my life? I call it, "High School." And since I have no older siblings, nor anybody to seek guidance from of what this high school is like, it was like an adventure for me. Correction: It was an adventure for me.

And I'm looking forward to every minute of it.

I also began playing Rugby. You know, kind of like football without pads. It's gonna be intense! Although, a 125 pound kid isn't going to be much of a threat to a 3-ton Tongan who's charging forward with the ball, but hey. It's for the fun, right?

The Funny

So, I've been hanging around Jason lately. And being around Jason always gives you a good laugh. Yesterday was no exception. So there we were, out in the Eaglecrest Elementary field. Maddie, Alesha, Parker, Jason and I. And we were having a good time! But it got better.

So we were sitting on the power box as usual, when Jason says, "Hey, wanna hear a joke?" Of course we do. But do you want to hear it? Of course you do! So I'll tell you :)

What's worse than finding a worm in your apple?

The Holocaust.

But wait, he's not done yet!

Why did the boy drop his ice cream cone?

He got hit by a bus.

Yeah. Life is never dull with Jason!

The Amazing

By amazing, I mean music. What else would I call amazing? Don't answer that.

So let me share with you some songs that I've found lately that I have absolutely fallen in love with.

(Also check out Arial Promenade by Seagull Orchestra)



If you don't feel like listening to these, that's ok. But these songs and these artists are amazing! They just add... enchantment to life. I love it so much! And I forever will.

Top 10 Things - School

Top 10 Things

Reasons school must start again

1. The elements of nature have never been on our side anyway
2. Obama hasn't resigned yet
3. The extra-terrestrials have invaded. They are now our teachers and they want to suck out our brains as soon as they can
4. I was only kidding about the first part of number 3. Our teachers are human. But we still don't know their designs...
5. The media hasn't influenced the principal at all (obviously)
6. Somebody faxed me. That may not be a reason to start school again, but it's almost definitely a bad sign
7. They have trained our internal clocks to wake us up earlier for these nine months anyway. Curses...
8. They just finished brainwashing the summer school students, and they weren't completely satisfied. As usual
9. Unicorns no longer exist. Proof? There would've been an epic battle between the power of good and school. But the human race hasn't seen this battle since Noah's ark when he forgot to get a pair of Unicorns.
10. I'm writing a blog post about it

Get Ready For Random

BEHOLD!

The mighty albatross. See how it spreads its wings in pure majesty. Watch as it leaps, flaps, and soars into the distance. Off into the glowing sunrise. Or maybe it was the solar eclipse...

I wish I had a camera right now.

Because some things can't just be captured in your mind. Because eventually, no matter how hard you try, it's going to evade your memory. Because sooner or later, the stars are going to fall from the sky, creating a swirling, awe-inspiring rush of wind and imagination. Because, just like those stars, you too want to be free.

When you think of pencils, where does your mind lead? Haha! Pun not originally intended. Although, when you read back over it, it's kind of funny :)

I'm laughing right now. Why? Because I'm staring at a black, twisty chord connected to my house phone land-line. Don't ask me why.


Orange diamonds glitter in the sky. Deep velvet blankets the air. If you really want to fly, why aren't you up there? If the seagull sun doesn't impress your view, then go back home. Because I'm stuck here like glue.

Sometime in life, we're all going to have to face the unexpected. For me, who knows when that will be? Not you.

But I know when you will be caught off guard in your life.

Right now.

No drugs were consumed in the making of this post.

Or Maybe I'm Just Dreaming

Silence
It's a strange thing. A thief to come and steal away any emotion the sound wishes to give to you. To send to you. To implant in you.

Wishes
Can you ever really be sure what a wish is? Is it the bidding of the stars? Or the sky coming down to color the trees, the grass, the birds, the very substance that you've been so longing to have?

The grass
It's flowing beside you. Long and smooth, almost silky it seems. It blows with the wind, bending again and again, colored a deep ingrained green by the dreams of your future self.

Dreams
Inside your head, they are blurry visions of your past, present, and future, all in one, quick sense of ethereality seen through a misty fog. Dreams never start at a prepared spot, and they never end when you wish them to. But what of when you don't dream? Where do the visions go? Lost in an alternate dimension void of color? Perhaps outside, to the real world.

Outside
There you are again. Back in the long, flowing grass. But you're not in their midst. You're hovering above the ground in an almost surreal sense of wonder, floating on a cloud, toned pink by the sun's dying rays as it dips behind the mountains.

The rays
Touching you, but unreachable. Why does the sky mock you so? Leaving yourself, you prepare to touch the atmosphere. But you can't. It is forbidden.

Preparation
A vague sense of accomplishment before you have even begun. An achievement for the sights in your soul. But after the preparation comes your real challenge.

The soul
As you wonder, you morph. And your mind leaves your body, floating away with no control of speed or direction. Is it just your imagination?

Imagination
It's all in your head. But why must it stay there? Give it a chance! Bring those dragonflies away from the mountain tops to dwell in the cave of spirits and live to do your bidding. Send the comets on gas giants who so proudly orbit, and make them obtainable. Send your mind back to your body.

And here you are again
Back. Seeing out of your own eyes instead of a misty haze, gazing on everything. Walking on your own legs instead of drifting in the breeze. Feeling. Smelling. Hearing.

But thinking?
No. It's all the same.

Or maybe I'm just dreaming...

The Saltwater Room

I opened my eyes last night, and saw you in the low light. Walking down by the bay on the shore, staring up at the stars that aren't there anymore. I was feeling the night grow old, and you were looking so cold. So like an introvert, I drew my over shirt around my arms and began to shiver violently before you happened to look and see the tunnels all around me running into the dark underground.

All of the subways around create a great sound.

To my emotion fatigue, farewell. With your ear to a seashell you can hear the waves in underwater caves, as if you actually were inside a saltwater room.

Our time together is just never quite enough. When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home. What will it take to make or break these ends of love? Only time.

Can you believe that the crew has gone and they wouldn't let me sign on? All my islands have sunk in the deep, and I can hardly relax, or even oversleep. But I feel warm with your hand in mine when we walk along the shoreline. I guess I'll never know why sparrows love the snow. We'll turn off all of these lights and set this ballroom aglow.

So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? All the time.

Our time together is just never quite enough. When you and I are alone I've never felt so at home. What will it take to make or break these ends of love? Only time.

When we're apart, whatever are you thinking of? If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?

So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? All the time.

All the time.

Just Wondering...

Are blogs supposed to be about experiences that I've had? Are blogs supposed to be about writing down my feelings? I know I've had a blog for about a year and a half now, but I just have to ask, am I doing this right? Not that it matters. I like posting random things. Keeps you on your toes... But still. It seems as though I'm, shall we say, different?

Good :) Let's keep it that way. But ya know...

I was just wondering...