Friday, May 22, 2009 11:18 PM
I'm really close to deleting this blog.
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Modern Art!
Dad + Baby Bottles + Microwave = No good.
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Modern Art!Dad + Baby Bottles + Microwave = No good.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 4:11 PM
This is what best friends do with five short days:
1. Go to book store.
2. Buy chocolate.
3. Buy glow in the dark condoms.
4. Blow them up and hang them up in a room.
3. Sleep in backyard if it's not wet or cold.
5. Watch ...LiC and Sweeney Todd.
6. Let Joyce shave Hobo's face.
7. Make a Music Video.
8. Bake a cake TOGETHER.
9. Give cake to REAL HOBOS.
10.Style Katie's hair.
1. Go to book store.
2. Buy chocolate.
3. Buy glow in the dark condoms.
4. Blow them up and hang them up in a room.
3. Sleep in backyard if it's not wet or cold.
5. Watch ...LiC and Sweeney Todd.
6. Let Joyce shave Hobo's face.
7. Make a Music Video.
8. Bake a cake TOGETHER.
9. Give cake to REAL HOBOS.
10.Style Katie's hair.
And out of my league...
7:43 AM
Is she out of my league?
Let's hope not.
Sitting in this increasingly pointless class.
If I could ever remember to take those photos, maybe I'd actually have something to do.
Let's hope not.
Sitting in this increasingly pointless class.
If I could ever remember to take those photos, maybe I'd actually have something to do.
Word of advice:
Don't go to school if you can't talk.
People aren't nice.
I'm a real big fan of yours
Monday, May 18, 2009 1:10 PM
But I'm quite the joke to you
But girl it wasn't a joke when you
Kissed me in your room and replied
"I love you too"
I'm a little bit insecure
From all of this mistreatment
But see I'm workin it out
Workin it out is so damn hard
When you're alone
I am running out of words
To say to you, wondering why I'm
Wasting my time
Thinking back and wondering why
I'm such a fool for loving you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYc3p-v0ogI
But girl it wasn't a joke when you
Kissed me in your room and replied
"I love you too"
I'm a little bit insecure
From all of this mistreatment
But see I'm workin it out
Workin it out is so damn hard
When you're alone
I am running out of words
To say to you, wondering why I'm
Wasting my time
Thinking back and wondering why
I'm such a fool for loving you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYc3p-v0ogI
Was it all a dream?
Sunday, May 17, 2009 8:08 PM
Who can I believe?
This icky medication is killing me.
My arms itch
My face is pink
I can't close my mouth without the sharp pang of my gums touching
Sleep feels awful
But I can dream.
And it's a very strange sensation.
I'd also like to mention:
The internet is a great place.
And sometimes, you meet the greatest of people.
This icky medication is killing me.
My arms itch
My face is pink
I can't close my mouth without the sharp pang of my gums touching
Sleep feels awful
But I can dream.
And it's a very strange sensation.
I'd also like to mention:
The internet is a great place.
And sometimes, you meet the greatest of people.
Suckin' too hard on your lollipop
Friday, May 15, 2009 5:49 PM
Oh, loves gonna get you down.
Panic pictures only go up when I'm happy.
So you know it must've been a great day.
:)
:)
Video ideas spawning, that was a good break.
The idea fountain in my head needed it.
Today's forecast includes:
*Sunny days
*Something found
*Hearts
Be prepared.
Video ideas spawning, that was a good break.
The idea fountain in my head needed it.
Today's forecast includes:
*Sunny days
*Something found
*Hearts
Be prepared.
Panic pictures only go up when I'm happy.So you know it must've been a great day.
:)
Heavy hearts...
7:52 AM
heavy headaches.
Time, you never cease to be a large part of my life.
I constantly ask, when?
When?
When?
When?
You never respond.
One more day, then my mouth will bleed
and my teeth will come out.
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Hahah, in a not so horrorific way: I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed.
P.S.
This cardboard...thing around the school computer screen is really pissing me off.
Time, you never cease to be a large part of my life.
I constantly ask, when?
When?
When?
When?
You never respond.
One more day, then my mouth will bleed
and my teeth will come out.
:
Hahah, in a not so horrorific way: I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed.
P.S.
This cardboard...thing around the school computer screen is really pissing me off.
On the stereo, listen as we go
Wednesday, May 13, 2009 7:39 AM
Nothing's gonna stop me now,
California here we come
It lasted two weeks..maybe.
Silence from both ends of the telephone, the only way anyone could be alone with you.
You asked me a simple question, I answered with an upset "Yes."
You said, "Alright."
More silence followed.
The hurt only hurt a little worse.
We said our goodbyes.
Today I saw you, I almost said hello,
but just like any other day,
you didn't look at me.
People never do change, do they?
California here we come
It lasted two weeks..maybe.
Silence from both ends of the telephone, the only way anyone could be alone with you.
You asked me a simple question, I answered with an upset "Yes."
You said, "Alright."
More silence followed.
The hurt only hurt a little worse.
We said our goodbyes.
Today I saw you, I almost said hello,
but just like any other day,
you didn't look at me.
People never do change, do they?
She cried for the voice in her mind...
Monday, May 11, 2009 7:38 AM
but alas, it was impossible to find.
I apologize for the recent lack of updates.
I've seem to run out of things of interest to talk about for the time being.
www.youtube.com/user/heydothejwalk
:)
Please take a look?
I apologize for the recent lack of updates.
I've seem to run out of things of interest to talk about for the time being.
www.youtube.com/user/heydothejwalk
:)
Please take a look?
Give me more loving then I've ever had
Tuesday, May 5, 2009 7:44 AM
Make me feel better when I'm sad.
1) I'm really bad at drawing on a tablet. (Not even joking.)
2) I am capable of making 4 or 5 entire videos in one day. (Editing, Uploading, etc.)
It all balances out.
Where is my calling?
Call to me.
I can't find you.
1) I'm really bad at drawing on a tablet. (Not even joking.)
2) I am capable of making 4 or 5 entire videos in one day. (Editing, Uploading, etc.)
It all balances out.
Where is my calling?
Call to me.
I can't find you.
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs...
Sunday, May 3, 2009 12:50 PM
Northern Downpour sends it's love.
I dreamt of Heaven this morning.
I sat in a, what seemed like a field, but it consisted of only grass.
The grass had turned this gray-green color, and in my lap I was looking at a book.
On the pages, photos (or illustrations, I'm not sure which...) showed how the field had once looked.
In all it's flowery, green filled glory.
As I looked at it, I spoke aloud and I prayed,
God, Please make this field look as it once did.
I want to see it's beauty
I want to smell the fragrance of the flowers.
My eyes stayed open, and a warm light came from behind me.
I watched as the book light up, and the grass around me turned an intense green.
I turned around quickly and saw a square shaped ...portal?
Sort of like a door frame, but inside of it was a huge yellow light and the rest of the field.
I lunged forward and asked, "Is this Heaven?"
I stuck my arm through and the portal turned to it's side.
I felt as if I were sticking my arm through the "looking glass".
Nothing happened though.
No amazing comfort, no feeling of security.
No angels singing.
Nothing.
Then I woke up.
A bit frightened.
My arm still tingled from the forearm down.
I dreamt of Heaven this morning.
I sat in a, what seemed like a field, but it consisted of only grass.
The grass had turned this gray-green color, and in my lap I was looking at a book.
On the pages, photos (or illustrations, I'm not sure which...) showed how the field had once looked.
In all it's flowery, green filled glory.
As I looked at it, I spoke aloud and I prayed,
God, Please make this field look as it once did.
I want to see it's beauty
I want to smell the fragrance of the flowers.
My eyes stayed open, and a warm light came from behind me.
I watched as the book light up, and the grass around me turned an intense green.
I turned around quickly and saw a square shaped ...portal?
Sort of like a door frame, but inside of it was a huge yellow light and the rest of the field.
I lunged forward and asked, "Is this Heaven?"
I stuck my arm through and the portal turned to it's side.
I felt as if I were sticking my arm through the "looking glass".
Nothing happened though.
No amazing comfort, no feeling of security.
No angels singing.
Nothing.
Then I woke up.
A bit frightened.
My arm still tingled from the forearm down.