Trends

Hey everybody, happy Monday. It's 12:32 AM, and I'm finished with my homework for the evening. I am going to retire pretty shortly, but I figured I'd stop by and let everybody know how things are going. I've been pretty bad at blogging frequently- I fear I've been a little too ambitious. I keep thinking of good projects for the blog; things that would be really cool. The trouble is that they require a little bit of work because they're not just sit down and ramble posts. So, I procrastinate doing those because they're hard, and I procrastinate rambling because I ought to be doing the projects instead.

So, here we are. No project tonight, just rambling. Mmm mmm good.

Enough bid'ness. There are a few things that need to make a come back. In no particular order.

The Warrior Pride bracelets. Ya know, the rubber ones they sold last year. I'm gonna start wearing mine again. It's just too cool to pass up. I think you all should too. It's going to be a party.

Wearing a plain and white T-shirt to school. Not because of any musical influences, but because it's just way too cool. I don't know what it is, but I'm really digging it. I'm going for it. I already wore it this week. Maybe Friday? Let's have an organized white T-shirt Friday. Yep. It's official.

Class Participation. I'm going crazy with class participation these days; the results are pretty dang good. While teachers are cool and all, students just have way too much to contribute to their peers' education to keep quiet. That's the big deal with AP chem right now. We're migrating away from the Hansen plug-n-chug, and more towards the open classroom discussion. It worked really well on Thursday, not so well on Monday. We're going to keep working at it though; it's a golden concept. That's what I think we ought to do. We ought to really get in to our classes. Hop into the discussions, raise your hand. Make that class yours, own that class. It'll help you learn, it'll especially help others learn, and the teacher will think you're cool. It's a win-win situation. Do it.

So, what's new in my life? I've got a lot of projects on my plate right now. It's a little over whelming, but there's no way I'd trade it. I love projects. They're what keep me going, they're what get me excited. The prospect of taking this opportunity and making something out of it that the world has never seen, something better than anyone expected is too great for me to pass up.

Projects aren't like math assignments where there's just one right answer. A project is open ended, a free shot at making it big. A project, ultimately, depends on you. There's nothing holding you back. You are free to make something amazing. Projects are opportunity, and opportunity is the win.

I'm currently toying around with the idea of playing water polo this spring instead of running track. It's just a crazy idea flying around my neurons right now, but it's worth taking a look at. Water polo is a team sport, and that's something I haven't played on a school level for quite some time. It's objective based, not run-till-you-die based. It'd get me in crazy good shape, probably better shape than track would. And let's not forget that Kyle, Austin, and Stuart are doing it too. With a little coaxing, maybe Levi would do it. That'd be golden right there.

It's just an idea, but I think I'll go to a few practices just to see how things go. I'm not a proficient swimmer or treader, but I bet I could pick it up pretty fast. I'm excited to give it a shot. What's the worst that could happen?

Nick: Drown to death

Me: Oh shut up.

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Rahaha, just kiddin' Nick, you're alright.

I was going to say something. I had one more talking point I wanted to bring up. And yet, here I am-

just kidding, I remembered it.

Trends. People are getting together. Levi has a girlfriend. Bahahaha.

You know what that really means to me, right? It means I'm usually the best one at halo now. The crown is mine!

Nah, but I think I'm alright with this business. I mean, I don't think it's for me right now, but I can accept that some of my friends are finding lady-friends. It's funny how they all expect me to want to smite them. Yeah, I am the president of the clean lips club and everything, but I'm a nice guy, I'm cool with whatever lifestyle you choose Levi.

Anyways, the important thing to remember is that this business can't get in the way of Ultimate. Whatever happens out there- Ultimate will be alright. I don't care what happens between you and me, you and her, me and her. I don't care if I suddenly fall in love with Kyle's leg-hair and then you steal it from me and then it tells me that I am nothing compared to you. Really, that's alright with me. Once we get to the Ultimate field, we're back to being friends. Maybe I'll hate you during the week, but Ultimate is a neutral place.

Not that I forsee trouble or anything. We're all older these days. More mature. We're gonna be fine.

But in the event that somebody gets jealous or gets their feelings hurt ---> It's alright, we're gonna play Ultimate anyways. Leave your personal lives behind. It's go time.

It's funny how my writing styles change and flow. This is my Late night conversation without a general purpose style right now. It's a lot more colloquial, much less proper. Lots of grammar and punctuation errors. Not so much cool words, but I sorta get the point across.

Compare that to my get-up style, and bam, there's a difference. My get up style is quick, short, and filled with all sorts of amazing adjectives. It's when I'm excited, ready to go. Dang, I love that style.

And then there's my important style, my wishful style, my off-night style. I've got all sorts of styles. I don't quite know how I feel about this current style. The one I'm using tonight (Or rather, the one I was using until I started writing about styles. My current style just shifted a ton now that we're on the subject.) Anyways. The style I was using tonight never really sits well down in my gut. There's always that feeling of unease, like I ought to go back and change it. And yet, because of the style, I don't go back to change it. It's my "I know this isn't the best, but I'm running with it anyways" style.

Hmm, it's not quite my style.

I do love writing. It's something I'd like to be better at. Something I need to practice more. I want to really get in to writing Water. I've got a complete rewrite planned. Haha, I only wrote three impacts, and I'm already ready to have a second run at it. It's a fun little idea in my head, that water is. Garbage Can, he'll be back. I'm going to write, no worries.

I really really like that paint sketch I made a few nights ago. It's the post that is two underneath this one. It's currently my messenger display pic. I like it a lot more when it's squished down than when it is full sized. I don't know what it is, there's something cool about paint sketches. It's unusual for me to express my feelings in a medium like that. I've never been too successful at letting stuff out through art. But here we are, I'm happy with it. I really think it says something, at least to me.

Who knew MS Paint could be so beautiful?

Spring is coming. I love it.

My friends are genuinely good people. I love that too.

I love the fact that they have important things to say. I love that we can talk about physics, and why me and brad messed up, and why kyle was the only one to get it right. I like that my boys have concerns and hopes and dreams and fears and the occasional wisecrack about my pancreas. We're independent beings with so much to offer each other. It's amazing to just stand around and bounce ideas off of each other, to be made better by being with one another. Good crap, I'm impressed with my peers.

I'm really excited for the future, just to find out where we all go. It's going to be an honor to be called a contemporary of any one of you out there. When they're doing a PBS special on one of us, oh yeah, we're all gonna be connected. Contemporary. It's a nice title.

Idea-a-day for January didn't quite work. Alas.

But that's alright. I think my focus in February will be to write as often as possible. I have something to write about every night, guaranteed. I could post every single day if I really really wanted to. I think that'd be a good idea. It'd get more feelings out, more ideas developed. It'd improve my writing, and maybe it'd give you something to do in the mean time.

Life's alright. We're moving along. I love my AP classes. There's a lot of really good feelings in this world.

There's nothing better than dominating your homework. That feeling you get when you can close one textbook, take a deep breath, and jump right into another. When you've read a whole chapter of history, and still managed to find time and energy to work your way through a golden physics assignment. Late at night, toiling away at that desk. It's a great feeling. Pulling it all off like that, I wouldn't trade it. I love it.

I love AP history. There's so much good stuff to learn in there. I love all my classes, I'm just crazy about learning stuff these days.

Yeah, things are moving along. We've got our issues, but we're getting there. We're gonna be huge, you and I. We're going somewhere, somewhere big. The world's never seen anybody like us. We're newschool, but we're not going to forget the power of the oldschool. We're going to change things. And yet, at the same time, we're going to uphold the things that need to be upheld. We're going to do the right things.

Yep. You and I- we're gonna be huge.