#realtalk

I know people read my blogs and know who i am. With that being said, I want to say something that i am proud to say. I am in love with Hannah Smith. I can't tell you what love is, but I can feel it. Its something I don't know how to explain. When i kiss her i get butterfly's in my stomach, It reminds me of the nervous feeling i get before i play a big game. I don't know why i get them. But, i love it.

You wanna hear real talk? okay, i love going places by myself. I love to take myself out to eat and sit there and think. People look at me like I'm weird, why would someone eat at a nice restaurant by themselves, but it doesn't matter to me. I love to sit and picture scenarios in my head of saving Hannah from someone, making a huge catch in a game, going to a big university, what i would do if i had 1 billion dollars. I picture myself raising my kids, speaking hungarian to an old lady in her house while we are both weeping, a young man that is confused and helping him see that perfect light. I sometimes get myself so wrapped up in my imagination that i will go to bed at 8 and lay in my bed and think about these scenarios and make them with great detail, i would stay up until 1 or 2 in the morning just thinking. Thats my real talk.

I Remember

I remember when I crashed my bike. I remember when walking to school, thinking I was so cool with my new rolling back pack. I remember knocking him out. I remember feeling bad. I remember the first time I saw her. I remember walking out of down the canyon by myself. I remember when we danced for the first time, the Hawaiian dance, and I remember the hug you gave me after. I remember when I couldn’t tell you apart. Now I don’t know how I got you confused. I remember my first varsity touchdown; I remember crying in the end zone. I remember all the work I put in, I remembered all the sleep I sacrificed, I remember my family supporting me when no one else did. I remember my dad believing in me when no one else did. I remember that moment, when I turned around to see everyone cheering. I remembering everything went blurry because of the tears in my eyes so I closed my eyes for a brief second and just listened to all the hope and support. I remember Daniel told me he believed in me and that we needed a big play out of me, he told me that he voted me as captain. I remember the feeling I got and thinking about what he said before I made the big play. I remember not talking to him anymore because he is too cool. I will always remember this season.

Enes Kanter

How to piss someone off

Steps

1) Make everyone sign a no bullying contract for blogs

2) Tell everyone that it is anonymous

3) Tell everyone to write their deepest feelings behind a mask

4) Tell them to take risks

5) Get everyone posting personal information

6) Tell everyone who everyone is without a vote/notice/headsup/ya

and thats how you do it!

The Comfy Chair

This is the chair that everyone looks at and wants to sit down in, but to your discouragement, a wood chair is just as good!

My dream to Nelson

My Dream: Put me on the top 5! I am not a great writer and I know that, but if you put me on your top five i will...

• come visit in ten years
• come visit in two years
• share a poem in the poetry slam
• cry
• never call you kyle again
• keep all these promises

Just please… I want people to see what have written… 

Jealous

Priscilla Belle:

" Seconds are falling like raindrops in Oregon and you have to catch them on your tongue for full effect."  

Just the whole thing is amazing… How do you think of all those things? I can't think like that! You are an incredible writer.