It Gets Real

STRESS!! i really don't have a lot of that... i cope pretty well... but there is one thing that is driving me nuts. a couple of weeks ago i was asked by a group of "youtubers" to join them and start making little vlogs for their channel. I want to do something fantastic something awesomely wonderful but nothing comes to mind. honestly i just need to get infront of the camera and start talking but i just haven't. I told them that i would try to have a video out by Friday... well today is Friday... so i suppose i may fail at that. now I'm thinking i could get it out by Sunday ;) that's not to bad i guess... i just need to do it :) anyways that is what has really been bothering me :) other than that its my finals week next week which means i will be done with school for the semester!!!! YES!!! IVE BEEN SO WAITING FOR THIS!!!! I CANNOT WAIT TO END THIS RIDICULOUS JUNK!!! then i can just relax, chill out, and focus on what I (emphasis on I) deem important!!! kind of tired of all the "well you need to do this and you have to do that" i can't wait to just have me and Christmas to worry about ;) that is going to be awesome!!!  today is my last day in class and next week i should only have Monday -Wednesday!! AND THEN I'M FREE!!!! Just 2 more semesters of pointless classes and then finally i can fill my head with film.

Disgusting Cards

I never want a credit card! Seriously i never want one! the only reason i would get a credit card would be to boost my credit! but other than that i don't ever want one, and if i got one i would only use it if i new i could pay it off with out any outrages interest accumulating on it! i personally just see it as a trap! shoot i don't even want to get a mortgage! i know that i will probably never have a house i f i don't but that doesn't mean that i want a mortgage ! i don't want to borrow money period! from anyone! i would rather just save up and pay for it all at once!no matter what it is whether it be a t-shirt a radio a camera a car or a house i NEVER want to borrow money! it just worries my ! i mean when you borrow you normally end up paying back like 3 times what you borrowed!! and if i couldn't afford to by what i want ed to buy how can i afford to pay 3 times the amount of that!! i mean yeah i understand that its all just time and stuff and sometimes you need something right now like a car part or a new roof. I'm not saying that borrowing money is the ultimate evil and I'm not saying that i will never borrow money all I'm saying is that i will hold of borrowing money for as long as i can . i would rather just wait a little longer and pay it with my own money that i have worked hard to get!

Just a Little Unique

Well I'm not so sure if anyone knows about this but i talk mostly with my hands. In fact i have almost forced this upon myself because i like doing it so much. at my work i make mental notes to make as many hand gestures as i can. I GO OUT OF MY WAY TO MOVE MY HANDS!!! i guess its aways been sort of kind of prevalent in my life, but it was when i started working at chick-fil-a that it really started to take off. I don't see this as a bad thing, people are entertained by my hand movements and that's why i try to make a mental note to keep doing them. I am so elated when i find a new hand movement that i can keep on doing!!! I see it as a way to keep my sanity, either that or it proves that i have none :) no matter the case i will continue to move my hands in ridiculous fashions even if I'm just taking someones order :)

From a Bagel's Eye

It was a nice fresh day, I had just been born in the shop which i now lived. on my first day I was glazed and sat in a nice warm place so comfy! not much longer after that i was adopted by a nice man. he paid the 1.25 for me and signed my adoption papers (the receipt) and away we went, but there was something very strange about this man. He wore a nice black suit with a solid black tie. I tried not to pay much attention to it but i couldn't help thinking there was something very strange about my new family. As we walked down the street i noticed another man dressed in exactly the same manner. He was holding a suit case and as we walked by all of a sudden my father (the man who bought me) had the suit case in his hand. That's when it dawned on me my father was a secret agent! he took the suit case opened it up in side i saw the Presidential seal along with many fancy spy stuff. My dad took a bit out of me and i kind of chuckled under my breath. Then out of no where this pigeon comes up and sits on the bench next to me and my dad. My dad is such a sharing guy, so he took a piece of me and kind of threw it to the side of the bird, but the bird was unfazed it did not want a piece of me it wanted all of me. frantically my dad tries to shew the fiend off but he was persistent. Finally my dad threw me to safety and i landed softly on the side walk, but now there was a bigger problem the pigeon had jumped into my dads spy suit case. Me and my dad just kind of stared at it, then all of a sudden it jumped and then it jumped again chasing my dad around the bench and then seeing an Innocent by stander start chasing her as well. Thank God she was fast. Just when we thought the worst was over a laser shooter appeared out of the suit case and began shooting at my father. "Watch out dad" I screamed as my dad took cover behind a door way. finally thinking that my dad is safe, but then two rockets come out of the side of the suit case and it takes to the air like a fighter jet shooting everything in sight cars bystanders, and most importantly my dad! He jumped out of the way of the lasers flying just over his head. He landed right next to me, and i cold see a light bulb turn on in his head. he was going to use me as bait to get the pigeon out of the case. so he picked me up ran straight into the street and began to dangle me in front of the case. slowly and gently the case landed and out peeked the head of the pigeon. my father wasn't truly going to give me up he was just using me as a distraction. they stood there in a dead lock. Slowly my dad begins to walk forward trying to get to the case. The pigeon noticed and shut the case and pulls out the laser cannon. He waved at my dad to set me down and walk away, But my dad is smart. He threw me straight up into the air! the pigeon peaked his head out o f the case and threw the top open. my dad ran straight for the the devious bird and scared it out of the case. as i fell i landed right in the middle of the case hitting a big red button, then everything went dark. so i just sat there wondering what might have happened i figured that i had landed in the case and it had shut on me. as i sat there i heard the most horrible sounds like a rocket taking off. then all of a sudden it felt like the case was flying! finally after several minutes the case opened up and there i went flying straight out of the case into the big blue sky. I began to fell and as i fell i saw my father flying straight towards this huge rocket. finally i landed once again safely on the hard sidewalk and as for the pigeon well he became like my uncle... what a crazy day.

Conflict

So the other day i got this AMAZING game! its just a small game game called HALO 4!!! Its freaking the best love the sauce out of it! but i have a major conflict. let me just explain a little, so in the original halo you are a super soldier called a "spartan" and as a spartan you get awesome armor suit very cool! and as you progress through the halo games the suit does change but mostly just graphic wise and any major changes in the suit are compensated by a smooth storyline explaining why when and how the changes came about, BUT they did not do so in halo 4! they simply gave him a completely new totally different looking suit for no discernible reason in the ending of halo 3 Master Chief (The super soldier spartan that you play as) walks into a cryo chamber with one suit on, and in halo 4 Mater Chief walks out of that chamber with a completely different suit on. Where is the consistency!!! This isn't some pompous magic show! This is HALO!!! one of the better video game story lines that use to do its best with staying consistent and explaining any changes!!! THIS IS A HUGE CONFLICT FOR ME!!! but i still love the game :)

The Game Developers point of view
Halo 4 was originally made by a company called Bungie they made 5 halo games in all (halo 1, 2, 3, Halo ODST, and Halo Reach) After making halo reach i suppose they decided to stop and hand the torch over to another game studio called 343 Studios. 343 has now taken over the Halo franchise. writing a whole new storyline, making up new characters, new enemies, redesigning the sound, and yes redesigning the LOOK! 343 does not want to stray away from halo but simply make these new halo's there own! quite a difficult task if you ask me. there have been many changes (mostly in the look and design of characters) but for the most part there is no denying that this is halo! the suit that the Master Chief walks out with is not a different suit it is still the Mrk 6, but it is how we see the mark 6, the best way i can describe this is like the cartoon Tom and Jerry there were several different animators and they all drew them a little differently but it was still Tom and Jerry.

Third point of view
I don't understand. why is this upsetting? Its just a video game its all about cool looks and blowing up stuff! why would this bother you so much? Its not even remotely important. its just a video game man, chill!

About The Place I Would Rather Be

The place i would rather be is quite quaint just a small little cabin with big windows to let the sun shine in, it is not like a log cabin its a little more contemporary It doesn't sit on a mountain side but rather close to one, and on the other you can see the ocean. Its green all around as far as the eye can see with not so much mountains but hills the from where we stand in the cabin you never see the ground go flat it is forever billowing together like the ocean waves it is not exactly sunny but rather it is just faintly overcast which really brings out the lush vegetation all around us. right beyond that mountain range there is a valley with no trees as far as the eye can see, and very off in the distance you can see faint shapes of the mountains trying so hard to be seen. our cabin is warm due to the wood stove we keep in the main room, and there is a beautiful kitchen.

I see a big window and outside of that window are the lush green hilly lands of which i spoke and just to the left of those hills is the ocean crashing upon the sides of a cliff.

I can hear wood burning, and crackling, and the ocean waves roaring. and the occasional whisper of wind as it glides down the mountain past my cabin.

The floor on which i stand is smooth wood with a splinter here and there. on that is a white rug which is soft, soft enough to sleep on ;) the walls are textured like a ceiling with little bumps in them.

Would you rather

would you rather appear as Yasir Arafat when you look in the mirror or have Darth Vader's theme song play every time you entered a room

wow this is a hard one for me...as cool as i think it would be to have Darth Vader's theme as my own, i fear i would grow very tired of listening to it every time i walked into a room, in all honesty these bother sound equally horrible. Only one truly has a distinct loop hole. and that is with the Yasir Arafat one, Because you have to look into a "mirror"  so technically i could look into a camera or something to, and do whatever i needed to do there, and on the plus side if i carried around a mirror i could really freak some kids out! I believe the Yasir Arafat has more upsides to it than down sides! so with out a doubt I would choose that :) whew much better choice than leaking paprika ;)

Would you rather

Would you rather have living eye brows that crawled around your face or a trail of paprika everywhere you go?

I would chose the paprika only because i feel as though i am very self-conscious when it comes to my face. though that would be a hard life to live leaving a trail of paprika everywhere you go. I mean just think if you went to wal-mart with that "clean up on every isle that guy goes to". and then people would think you were just pulling some sort of prank on them. yup I'm convinced that this life would probably suck... and then what if you were playing hide and go seek.. uuh that just would not work! or if you were running from a killer or a monster or a politician. they would always know where you are at!! AHHH!!! NO NOT THE POLITICIANS!!! but then again what if you became a chef and your main ingredient was paprika than that would awesome and you could always solve the politician problem by carrying a gun, and being willing to use it... hmm but then again if you did kill someone the cops would know right where to find you. gosh maybe i didn't make the right choice. and think about walking around your house... man people would hate you. the more i look into this the more i know i made the wrong choice! but then again ;)

A Time My Ego Was Hurt (Kind of)

hmm.... well... I can't think of one right off the top of my head so instead i will deploy the most deadliest weapons of w my writing arsenal  The Tangent! hahaha not really but i will continue to write until something pops into my head that way when every one behind me looks at my computer screen they will be all like" yeah that guys on fire" and my teach will be like "dang Tim never stops writing" yup hmm best idea ever. OK now back t o ego, a time my ego was hurt. um .. hmm.. gosh why can't i think of a time this is ridiculous this shouldn't be that hard. OK OK so i remember when i was like 10 i wanted to have this big birthday party and i had everything set up and it turned out no one could come! i though t everyone hated me!!! it was horrible! ugh... it still hurts thinking back on it... that was some deepo emotional scarring right there... so yeah there is a time my ego was hurt pretty dang bad... does that count? i think it does... i hope it does... because what if we have to write something about what i just wrote... then i would not have just screwed up this writing but also the writing after it... hmmmm anyways i just hope that doesn't happen :) smiley face. I remember feeling like the whole world was crashing down on me... now i just understand that they were all pretty busy and stuff... but gosh i just expected everyone to come... i even set up like little carnival games for us all to play... gosh i even sound like a 10 year old... yes a very hard day for me to say the least.

Peaches

Crap!  So today I was given the opportunity to pick out the writing prompt in my English class and I chose ‘peach” not quite the most thought full answer but I really did want to give the prompt. So I will speak to you today about my experiences with peaches.

Now me and peaches didn’t not use to be the best of buds, in fact we use to be immortal enemies (only we were both mortal) it was such a ridiculous fruit in my opinion with its nasty fuzz and squishy mass in the middle. Only from these past couple years have I really began to appreciate what peaches contribute to society. How they are so juicy and delicious and go great in Snapple! The other day I had my FIRST peach milkshake and it was pretty dang good. Peaches are so dang sweet its like dipping a cookie into sugar, and sharing it with a bunch of little sugar sprites. That’s some sweet crap! Sometimes it can be just a little over barring, but other times it just really hits you right in the spot that you need to be hit in. and that is my thought on peaches J Gosh now im just wondering how everyone else is doing with their writings about peaches. I bet everyone is like “what the crap?!”

Anger

Things that make me mad

• Politics
• drugs
• Ignorance
• tags that stick out of shirts
• socks that don't fit

One of my HUGE pet peeves is socks that don't fit properly. I don't really care what type of sock it is (though i prefer ankle socks) if it fits properly it is my favorite pair. Me socks have not always had the best of relationships but i believe we are getting better. when i was younger i had socks that were so big so every time i put them on i would have like 4 more inches of sock just dangling at the tip of my petite toes. As i grew up i abandoned such socks, but to no avail. for the next several years i would get socks that were to small or to big. Only through these past 3 years have I began to get socks that truly fit and let me tell you It is one of the best things that has every happened to me.

Nifty Little Black Bench

Within the inner dwellings of my my room there is a black bench. This bench is one of the more handy things i have in my house :) it not only functions as a comfy foot reliever but also as a storage facility holding blankets, papers, cords, pillows, sheets, green screens, and various equipment. This bench is also the bench i sit on when making vlogs for my YouTube page (not that its much of a page) I can remember first getting this bench on an early Christmas morn! I had no idea what it was... but i was glad to have gotten :) we use to set it out in our front room and play Nazi Zombies and Halo on the xbox while sitting on it, come to think of it i should take it back down stairs so we can do that again. its quite a nifty little bench.

A Beginning that Seemingly Never Comes

If you do not know already I am an aspiring film maker. I have many ideas but very few creations. Its a very difficult thing for me to just get up and do what i love, its almost like i would rather just think or believe I'm making these great films that have yet to even become finalized plots. I once heard a man say "Film Making is a Terribly Colossal Heartbreak" and it is. You spend countless hours dreaming, imagining, conceptualizing an idea, writing a rough draft, writing a revised rough draft, Then you take your draft that when read reminds you of a 5 year old's Christmas list with all its misunderstandings, incomprehensible grammar, and misspellings. "Where did my story go?" You take this draft and begin to mold the the characters that you had met in your dreams only to realize that they are all the same with no depth or color in them. You begin to try to give them meaningful dialogue hoping it will give them the emotion and depth that you so desperately crave for your video. When going back over your amazing, gut wrenching, emotional dialogue you find it sounds no more different then an 8 year old girl telling a boy that she loves him. Its cute and you can hear the whole audience in a patronizing voice saying "aww isn't that so nice". Finally you finish your script, your master piece. You go on the search to find actors that can play your completely 1 dimensional characters hoping that they will hopefully bring some character into them. You look for locations and places you can film to create your film, sacrificing your vision for practicality. Almost as if for every step you take another piece of your vision dies. Once all the filming is done you move into your "post production" editing your video and compromising your vision once again because you software can't or won't do what you want. Finally you create your finished movie and send it off like a letter to Santa just hoping that through all the misunderstandings, holes, gapes, misrepresentations, and corny dialog  he will be able to understand what you are trying to say and see the dream that you had in the beginning. Film making is a terribly colossal heartbreak, BUT!! You begin to realize that through all the hiccups, faults, mistakes, and compromising YOU/I am learning how to be better. With each creation I learn more and more, and though i know these may sound like horrible things to go through just for one video. These are the struggles i am proud to go through, and i do not go through the struggles alone God is guiding me. Each step i take has been placed there by God for me to step on and though i may see all the steps of my dreams fall away all that means is that they were not steady or suitable to stand on. God has given and is giving me foundation to stand on.  One day I will create something spectacular! Not because i am amazing at film, but because God is helping me learn each day how to become better. It is not easy being a film make. Its worth it!

Basically everything i said but better.

Description/Revising

I saw a man today who startled me quite a bit, not just because of how he looked but how he acted. Let me explain just a little more. Today I decided to go to a little coffee shop down town called "The Green Dragon" it was a nice little quaint shop, i thought the prices were a little to high, as i sat down drinking an over priced vanilla latee i noticed a man walk into the coffee shop, and by noticed i mean he was impossible to miss! He walked in like a frieght train, just huge, with arms as big as me, a scruffy beard leather coat, and unique ink prints all over his body! but if you looked closer you noticed his sleak blonde hair, his perfectly shaped incissors, his eyes the color of a glissening sea, and his sharp looking opticals resting gently on a petite cartilage lump between two rounded  huge cheekbones. the ladies were all over this guy not just because of his looks but he was a sweet heart, always willing to talk and have a good time. the funny thing is he was also very compassionate not just to the ladies but to everyone, never wanted to leave anyone out. he wasn't arogant, but rather was comfortable with his self, willing to take risks and enjoy life.

Audience Analysis

As a class I can see many similarities and differences between all of us. We all value family, friends, and life in general, though we all may see life in completing different ways. We are all individuals with our own opinions all to ourselves but what is so great about that is like a Thanks Giving Dinner we all bring something different to the table and we can all just get together and be thankful. Some would want to be beautiful orchids while others would like to be simple moss, while others would like to be a wise bonzi tree. We all have our own styles but that is what is so amazing about us, that even in our vast differences we can yet still have similarities that unite us such as we all love converse and most of use wish to be them.

One thing that did surprise me was how many people looked back on their life and said “I wouldn’t want to change a thing because my success and failures have made me who I am today” and I did paraphrase a little but that was the basic response. I very much liked that we all agreed that happiness is so much more important than money or monetary things. Looking the class as a collective I would say that we love to love, and though we may be keeping it secrete we all have a hilarious comedic side (which I think we should break out more often).

Though it was tough for me to find a lot of similarities with in all of us I feel like that’s natural. We are all individuals with different like’s, styles, and life patterns. Even though our favorites are for the  most part all different I believe we all still appreciate beautiful art.

I believe life could be harder

I live such a comfy life it is absolutely ridiculous!! no i do not have the nicest house, no i do not have the fastest car, i do not have a twitter, and no i do not have an iPhone. but gosh things could be so much harder. I live at my parents house and do not pay rent, But i keep hearing about parents just kicking there kids out and the kids can't afford a place to live so they live on the street. I was born in a very fortunate family, not to say we have a lot of money because we don't, but just a family that doesn't fight(much) i have a father that loves my mom and is willing to do anything to support his family, but I could have been born an orphan never knowing my true parents always being moved from foster home to foster home, never knowing true love. I am a very fortunate guy and i recognize this. My life is so blessed it is absolutely ridiculous and it is nothing I've done which is why its so amazing! if it was by what I've done i would probably be in some ditch dying from laziness.

Another day in the life of Tim

Tuesday
At 7:00am my alarm clock sounded, snooze
At 7:10am alarm clock sounded snooze
At 7:20am  alarm clock sounded, snooze
At 730am alarm clock sounded, turned on my ipod and looked at my emails, youtube account and facebook
At 7;50am got out of bed jumped in shower but deodorant on (the most important part of the day)
At 8:20am i hopped into my car to get to school, i was running a little late for my math class.
At 8:33am i got to class just a schmidget late
At 9:50am i got out of class and headed off to my, Math Strategy class.
At 9:55 i arrived at my class sat down and began the homework that i forgot was due that day.
At 10:00am class started
At 10:50 am i got out of class and walked of to the cafeteria
At 11:00 am i grabbed a muffin and a Snapple peach tea (delicious)
At 11:20am i headed to my class in ICE, it was history which i was very prepared for
At 12:45am I got out of class and headed straight home.
At 1:00pm i arrived home and ate some food.
At 1:30pm i was informed that my Mother had closed my savings account at empire bank.
At1:45pm i was relaxing in a comfy chair enjoying the wonderment of television
At 2:00pm I took a shower
At 2:30pm I finished showering, i like long showers.

Summary:
I woke up, went to school, came home, and showered.

Analysis:
So looking back on my day I can see straight of the bat "wow i really like hitting snooze" and i love laying in bed. I think i love just laying in bed because it gives me time to open my eyes and just kind of chiilax. but unfortunately laying in bed is probably why i was late to my math class. Hmm. I suppose i should probably get up earlier, I'm not saying this is going to happen, but it would probably help me to get to school on time sense i could replace that time laying in bed with getting ready for school. shoot i might even have time to eat some breakfast. That really sounds like a good idea, but i just really love sleeping.

Follow Gods will, Become a film director, meet my beautimous wife.

2% becoming a film director.
50% Following Gods will
0% finding wife.

Stuck with a Pink Ball

So i have a pink ball that i have just rested between the bottom of my monitor and the top of my desk, I continue to just stare at it because I'm trying to figure out what it is trying to tell me...

"young ball haw many times have you bounced" asked the boy
"at least 1,000 times in my life time" said the ball
"how many times do you think you will bounce in your lifetime" Asked the curious boy
"I wish that i would bounce all the way to the most infinite number in the universe"
How will you do that?" Asked the Boy
"I will bounce to space, where i can be forever in motion"
said the ball
"But that would just be one continues bounce."
yes a bounce that is never ending"
and with that the beautiful pink ball jumped as high as it could and then came speeding down to the hard asphalt the all was falling faster then it had every fallen before, It hit the ground with tremendous force!! and was shot off into the sky, above the clouds, past the blue sky, and into the stars.
Hahahahah.... what the crap did i just write.

At the end of my street

I would like to start this off by saying i do not live on the best street in the world its also no the worst but it could use some help ant the end of my street there was a man who lived in a house and he had gotten into some trouble with a gang (i believe) so one day a gang member came strolling up to his house placed an explosive in it and set it on fire. The man jumped out of the window, thank God, but his house was still basically on fire. so as you can see i do not live in the best neighborhood even just right down the street next to us a couple weeks ago there was a shoot out, on another street there was a huge gas explosion, and on another street there are like 6 registered child molesters. now on my street not much going on (that i know of) I mean yeah there are probably quite a few druggies and stuff like that but at least know one is throwing explosives into my house. so yeah you all should come visit who knows maybe a plane will crash, or maybe a drug lord will be arrested, or maybe we will get caught in the crossfire of a police shoot out. Its just like Branson you never know whats going to happen (i based that last comment off nothing) so i will keep writing. blah blah blah blah... i give up... no wait i do not give up! i will stick with it through thick and thin. I'm never leaving you! OK so i will probably leave you eventually. but not for a long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long time.

A Button

today i received a button out of a dirty shoe box OK so it wasn't that dirty but still, i got a button and on the button it said "Academic integrity" now i care very little for academics but one word did pop out to me and sense i only mentioned two words you probably know what its is , INTEGRITY!! This is a very confusing word or at least to me it is .. i believe i sort of know the meaning but i feel as though every time i see this word , integrity , that it means something that a lot of people just over look, i feel as though there is not a lot of integrity in this world today, not to say there is none, but i do believe very little. I'm not sure why i believe this maybe it is because i doubt that every one is naturally good and that they are taught to do evil.. i don't know.. that's a whole different subject completely. Integrity: hmm i believe it is ... um  i don't know actually, i just feel it is lacking in the world, but why do i feel that way if i don't even know how to put integrity into understandable words... now i am just super confused and wish that there was some tangent i could ride on to for the remainder of this assignment.. but alas now i long to understand the meaning of this integrity thing... is integrity like doing whats right even though everyone tells you its OK to do wrong? hmm i feel like that is close.. man in all honestly integrity sounds like some deep stuff... i mean when EVERYONE tells you its OK for you to do it a different way than the right way, and then you say "no that's not the right way!!" intense stuff.

I believe I AM BLESSED

Blessed, that is what i am , blessed. it is so hard sometimes for us to look at our life and say "I'm blessed" it is so easy for us to be discontent or unfulfilled  its a blessing just to know that you are blessed . I'm not sure exactly how everyone would put  this word "blessed"  I mean just take me for example when i think of blessings i think of LOTS of money or being cured from a horrible disease. but a blessing is so much more than that. Think about your morning. I'm guessing today most of us woke up on a bed maybe a few on a couch... wow what a blessing there are a lot of people who don't do that they wake up on the side of the street or in there cars..or here is a hard one my job is a blessing. that is very difficult for us to swallow especial those who have difficult jobs. I have a job and it is such a blessing that someone would hire me and then pay me to work for them so that i can make money and provide for myself that's a huge blessing. Each day i wake up and i have cloths that fit, running water, a house to live in, and a car to drive they may seem like the "bare necessities" but actually these are all huge blessings!!! and yet we wake up saying "I'm so tired, why is life so hard, i need a bigger house, i don't want to fill up my car, now i HAVE to go to work!!! you don't HAVE to go to work, you GET to go to work. you are BLESSED!!

Rings Have Power

So one day in English  class i was given a pink, heart, ring and told " this is your prompt" but i am not quite sure what this ring prompts me to write... I suppose that when i look at this wring i see a heart which (just like a little child) reminds me of love. a ring is a HUGE symbol of love! i mean just think about it. when a man (or women) proposes to there significant other they present them with a ring, and that ring means , I want to spend my entire life with you because i can't imagine life without you. that is some serious stuff... i almost feel like i should fear the power of this wring. "one ring to rule them all" haha Lord of the rings...this ring looks nothing like the Ring of Power ... it looks a like a little girls dress up accessory .. hahaha i want to talk more about Lord o the Rings.... but I'm not exactly  sure what to say... but i guess anything would have been better that that last sentence.. rings are some powerful, dark crap!! and there ain't no getting around it... and yet we just admire them and wear them disregarding all we have been taught by J.R.R Tolkien!! are we so blind that we cannot see our own destruction ? well but then again i guess seriously we can't... ok so that's not entirely true... i think we can .. i know that i can... i a can see what is pulling me down a road that i don't want to go down.

I believe

I believe in Jesus Christ
I believe Jesus is the son of God
I believe I can do all things
I believe that my dreams are achievable
I believe I have a purpose
I believe there is more to life
I believe I can finish college
I believe i can make a feature film muovie
I believe everyday is a gift
I believe we are not guarented tomorrow
I believe each day i wake up its becvause of God
I believe God has a plan for me
I believe I will get married, someday.
I believe the sky is blue
I believe I can fly
I believe in the trinity
I believe life could be harder
I believe I AM BLESSED

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peeps in bunny form, blue, yellow, purple, green, swirling, lines, what looks like a "B", waves, marshmallows, and jelly beans underneath the marshmallow bunnies.
It makes me feel like its the week of easter.
 because it has easter colors  and bunnies and all that jazz! Oh and jellybeans! Jellybeans always remind me of easter ( thats the only time we get them).

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9/17/12


My Photo of me. Hmm i imediatly see the AWESOME abandond factory that me and my friend danny went to to film a music video ( though the music video wasn't that nice the factory was Awesome!!) haha my wavy hair, all the grafiti on the back walls, and a faint smile eminating from my face. It looks like a very gritty photo. A very intese look as though im looking into something deep, and not to shabby lighting!! heck yeah!!
concrete walls left with the remnence of the past, sky lights that actively let in the sun for all the workers to see. This Image makes me feel EXCITED!! haha It makes me feel like i am living in the aftermath of an apocoliptic world, and i kind of like that. Why does it make me feel that way, because walking through this beaten down factory you can see the remenece of times gone by, you can see where some of these people may have worked at and you can see some of the tools they used to get there job done.While me and my friend danny were walking through this waste land we saw a huge machine of some sort, probably the size of a car, hanging from the second floor just a few feet off the first floor ground!! my initial thought was "how has that not already fallen...and what is holding it up" though i found no answer to my question i think the mystery intrigued me more than the answer. there were burns in the concrete and glass on the floor where perhaps a riot took place (though there was no real indication of a riot and it was probably just a bunch of crazy kids i still like to belive it was a riot.