Sunday, February 23, 2014

True

"NO MATTER HOW BIG
 YOUR HOUSE IS,
HOW RECENT
 YOUR CAR IS,
HOW BIG 
YOUR BANK ACCOUNT IS,
OUR GRAVES
WILL BE THE SAME SIZE"
-UNKNOWN

Different

Im different(yeah I'm different) i don't care about grammar or spelling. I am just writing to write, if you are going to read this, don't! it probably won't make any sense. I am just writing off what ever comes to the top of my head(thats different right?).

 Why do we celebrate someones birth? isn't that a weird concept?

 I think that the color blue has always had a place in my heart because of the BYU cougars, even though i won't be going there.

 A straw is a marvelous invention, i mean lets put a hollow stick in a drink and put our lips on it and suck and the perfect amount of soda will come out? Keys on a keyboard, who was the idiot that mixed up the letters? i mean seriously, if the english language isn't hard enough, lets just screw all the foreigners over!

 i couldn't even imagine a chinese keyboard.

 paper, how do they get lines perfectly on millions and millions of sheets everyday? how are they cut so perfectly? does the blades ever get old? My last name should have been Blades actually, my dad was adopted and his parents last name were blades but he was sick of everyone cringing at the last name he has now so he decided to work really hard to have a good reputation for that name. He has done it pretty well and now its pretty well known in this world.

 My dog  is so lazy, he is laying there, sleeping, i think he might be dead, he sleeps all day and the only exercise he gets is when someone comes to our house and he has a heart attack and can't bark fast enough and loud enough at the door.

 That girl i like, yeah i had a dream about her last night, other girls were trying to get with me and she was my main focus and i wouldn't do anything in that dream to hurt her, so i threw all the other girls away for my girl. I think about her all the time. She reads my blog post sometimes, i don't mind. I like to let her know that i think about her. She makes me happy, Im going to miss her in five months. but until then, i am gonna enjoy it. 

all of it.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Love

Its my Moms Birthday today.

Love for you…

Nestled into a small town, lies a soul
Filled with warmth a sunset could never know
Even though I hurt her, its taken no toll.
She still loves me and gives me room to grow.

Her warm brown eyes have seen all my failings
And out of kindness, her hands still reach mine.
She missed all the baby stages of crawling
But was permanently there by age 9.

Her pretty face has been etched in my heart
Since that day we stood in eternal light.
Forever a family, if we do our part
Mom you're my hero. I hope thats alright.

Thanks for teaching me how to be like you
I hope this Poem shows all that you do.

Sky Diving

Driving to the air port… I am nervous out of my mind. Im getting myself amped talking with my brother about it. We are about to jump out of the Air plane. I am going to make this be the best memory of my life!! We are boarding the plane and I couldn't be more nervous, my life is on the line. But i don't show that i am nervous. The plane hasn't left yet… Im sitting there, thinking to myself if I really want to do this… We take off, my stomach is churning, I'm sooo excited and nervous, i don't want anything to go wrong. I have cotton mouth like the moment before a kick off of a big game. The door swings open, they ask, "Who wants to go first?" my brother is too competitive to let me go first, so he jumps and as he is falling he turns around too see me, nervous, but ready, i dive out the door following my brother. It is the greatest feeling in the world. Nothing could ever compare to this adventure.

Thats how you do it, that is how you fall in love. I know that feeling, I am in Love.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Hard Work


Hard work. I love it.

Crayons

WAX, Colored wax. friction on paper, colored wax friction on paper. Thats creative all by itself. We are talking about being creative with crayons when crayons were the start of Creativity.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Human

I am what I am because I am ME.

Nothing can change me. I can only change me.
I can change a machine. 
Can a machine change me?
maybe.. I don't know… Has it? I don't know.
I know where I am going, I know when to work harder. 
Does He?