To The Blue Sky. . .
1.31.2005
Video game night was a success!
We dropped almost 30 bones on pizza and soda and chili. And we made Chili Pizza. I invented it. Don't scoff, it's good. Ask anybody.
Ghost Recon occupied most of the night. And I haved discovered that I was born to me a sniper. I rack up the kills like nobody's buisiness. One shot, one kill. Berenger would be proud.
Also Halo 2. Just wasn't my night. But I occupied the Scorpion just as much as the next man. Tim only won because he kept killing Jenny G. I will take him in real life hand-to-hand combat any day.
I have to go get dressed or something.
1.25.2005
1.24.2005
I am still alive.
Yesterday I broke my watch. It was so sad. I've had this watch for so long. Like, two years. And we were playing during the service, and when I sat back down I realized that the little piece that holds the extra band in place broke off. And I know that doesn't mean it's broken, but it's like having a faceless Barbie. It's still functional, but what's the fun?
I wish I had an X-box so hard. Halo is such a sweet game. And Saturday is a freaking game night at Ian's place. It's going to rule your face. His dad's gone so we're playing it on the big screen again. But I'm not going to stay the whole night, since I have church the next morning. But still, we're going to start at like 6:00. And it'll be a night full of soda, food, and bloody Halo 2 battles. Plus (of course) the other tvs will be running some other systems. I think Ian was planning on a Super Smash Brothers tournie. And maybe some Mario Party anyone?
I'm such a dork. But not as dorky as the awesome people on Tech TV.
1.21.2005
be still
be silent
be still.and embrace yourloss
be alive in everything you do
be silent
be still
....
forgivetheoneswhohurtyou
theymaybethesameoneswholoveyou
or, at least they may be trying
(it's hard to love me)
...
I'm only half awake.
1.20.2005
Ask
Shyness is nice,
But Shyness can stop you
From doing all the things in life you want to
So, if there's something you'd like to try
If there's something you'd like to try
Ask me I won't say no, how could I?
Coyness is nice,
But Coyness can stop you
From saying all the things in life you'd like to
So, if there's something you'd like to try
If there's something you'd like to try
Ask me I won't say no, how could I?
Spending warm, Summer days indoors
Writing frightening verse
To a buck-toothed girl in Luxemburg
Ask me! Ask me! Ask me!
Because if it's not love, then it's the Bomb that will bring us together
Nature is a language - can't you read?
Ask me! Ask me! Ask me!
Because if it's not love, then it's the Bomb that will bring us together
- Morrissey of The Smiths
1.14.2005
1.12.2005
I am so super happy and loving my life. I don't think I convey that enough. Things get me down, but it's only for a time. And it's the good things, the lovely things that last. And grace is so constant that I can't help but be joyful. Afterall, joy and peace are the fruit I reap. I'm really lucky and I know it.
1.11.2005
Idon'tknow.IguessIjustmissalotofthings.IlistentosadsoundingmusicandthenwonderwhyIamsosad.
Thisyearhasgivenmethemostreasonstolovebeingalive,butit'salsomademewanttodiemorethatanyothertimeinmylife
thatIcanremember.Andtherehavebeenquiteafewofthosetimes.ButIammostdefinatelyNOTsuicidal.
Notintheleast.Ihaven'tthoughtaboutkillingmyselfinlikethreeyears.AndthetimeswhenIdidwereprettysilly,
lookingbackonthem.Itwasallstupidstuff.AndIdidn'trealizehowmuchIreallyhad.AndhowmuchIwasreallyloved.
AndIdidn'treallyknowJesusverywell.Andwithouthim,everythingseemsbleak.
WhatanoutlookI'vedeveloped.I'mlookingforwardtothesummerandhopefullygettingawayfromthiscomfortableAmerica.
Toaplacewherepeoplearehopefullyreal.And(hopefully)regainingmyfaithinmankind.
Jesus Christ is the thing that keeps me going.
1.07.2005
I am such a sad, pathetic creature. And yet I am loved. Even though I am so underserving. And that is what makes that love so special and so beautiful. And that is what grates my skin. Everytime I forsake that love. And I was thinking about something the other night, about how I look at others. And it's not that I'm judging people, but I'm just thinking, "How can they be struggling with that? Why can't they just see that it's harmful to them and stop?" But then I realized all the harmful things that I do time and again, and how easy it would be for people to look at me and think the same thing. It's just like the way that I could look at a person who is really into cars, and I could think, "Why are they spending so much money on their car, I could buy a new drumset. . ." And that same person could look at me and think, "Why does he spend so much money on music stuff? I could fix my car up so nice with that money." We are all just so different. And I'm really trying to be loving and accepting of everyone. Honestly. Because that's all I want in return, but it's so frusterating when I don't get it. And yet I'm still expected to forgive and forget. And it's not that I mind, I just want people to take my feelings into consideration for once. So I thank everyone who realizes I'm not perfect and doesn't hold that against me.
1.04.2005
Promise
I'll take something to believe
Something with long sleeves,
Because it's unpredictable
Now Jesus said he'd fill my needs,
But my heart still bleeds
He's just not physical
Why can't I see?
If I look up and the sky's not there,
Is there any reason I should be scared?
When a promise is a promise,
I know.
Now we've established a lack of sight
Maybe vision's the right word for what I need
Because I can't see with human eyes
Lord knows I've tried to follow where he leads me
Why can't I see?
From what I've seen so far, I can't believe my eyes
and what a nice surprise
- David Bazan of Pedro the Lion