Sunday, December 16, 2012

No Wisdom In These Teeth

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    A head full of Lortab. Dazed. Confused. Altogether discombobulated. A nice evening stroll about the park was all I had intended. But fate, or maybe some cruel mishap had found me here. I turned to look at my arm. "Oh! Hello there, what is this linked in my arm...another arm?” I leaned over to studiously examine this foreign member. Was it responsible for bringing me here? Was I being held against my will? After a moment more of studying, I concluded that the arm in question meant me no harm, that it was placed there rather carefully, lovingly. Slowly I began to trace the arm back to its roots. "Oh, I daresay this is not at all what I was expecting to find, you are not a murderer, but rather a pleasant girl". She smiled at my remark. "Are you sure you're okay? Should I take you home?” she questioned. "No, no, I'm perfectly alright, just give me a moment to gather my surroundings", I retorted. Surely the pure Scottish grit running through my blood vessels could see me through this. Wait a minute, my mother was adopted...hmmm. Well, I suppose the Germans were a pretty tough crew too.
    I began to peer around cautiously. Enormous cement walls encompassed us. Some sort of hospital? No, too loud for that. A sea of blue swept through the doors. Suddenly, images of cougars danced across my eyes. BYU. Homecoming dance. Before I could formulate any plans, any possible escape routes, her friend Miz Adelaide came waltzing over to us. We said our hellos and nice to meet yous, or at least I think we did. Hard to say.
     Then the stairs. Finally, the gate. "Give them $3 she instructed me", I thrust my hand into my pocket. After a year, I finally handed the money to the cashier, and received a stamp on my left dorsal. Stamps are expensive these days. Then we were turned loose. By this time, both girls were very skeptical of my condition, but we proceeded nonetheless. Creeping into the darkness of the room, drawing nearer to the noise. The temperature began to rise. “Look! It’s Waldo; I’ve found him!” I proclaimed. The girls stared at me in horror “we should never have brought him here!” their looks seemed to say. Then they turned to see that I was indeed correct. A sigh of relief seemed to emanate from Miz Adelaide’s and Miz Cristin’s bodies. I found myself being pulled to the center, dragged by some strange un-seeable source. Flashbacks from Star Wars now encompassed my mind.
    Music pounding, lights flashing, sweaty people everywhere. A rave without the ecstasy. A disco without bell-bottoms. My legs began to twitch. Then my arms. Next, the torso. I think this is what they call dancing. I was doing it. Cutting a rug with the children of Zion!
    After thirty days, or maybe thirty minutes, thirty seconds? The girls decided I needed to be removed from the premises. Starting to make sense of things, starting to come down, I wisely agreed to surrender.
    The door clicked shut. The women sped away, likely delighted to be free of their Lortab ridden captive. “Surely that was only a dream”, I thought as I sat up in bed the next morning. Only to find the letters B.Y.U. stamped across my left hand.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

What's this? A career?

I've got it figure out. An actor! that's what I'll do with my life! It's perfect. I love dressing up (as I'm sure you've noticed). I absolutely love movies and plays. At least good ones. And I'm fairly decent at doing different voices. Believe it or not, I can also be really serious. Plus with acting I can stay super focused, at least with my theater career so far that's been the case. Don't really get stage fright either! Not to mention that I really enjoy performing. And I'd have way too much fun if I ever got famous. But the problem with acting is that unless you make it fairly big, it's not a very steady or well paying career. Though I like to get risky sometimes, I'm definitely a fan of stability! Especially if I ever end up having a family. I'm not entirely sure yet if I'm that passionate about acting, I've really enjoyed my experiences so far, just not entirely sure yet if I'd actually want to risk it all and attempt a career at acting. Good thing I'm taking an acting class this next semester! Hopefully that will help me figure things out.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Liahona

"And it came to pass that as my father arose in the morning, and went forth to the tent door, to his great astonishment he beheld upon the ground a round ball of curious workmanship; and it was of brass. And within the ball were two spindles; and the one pointed the way whither we should go into the wilderness." Nephi 16:10

I've always wondered how the Liahona found itself outside Lehi's tent. Maybe it was teleported there, just sort of appeared. Or maybe God dropped it, like you would a marble onto a sandy beach. Or maybe it was delivered by a dark rider under cover of the night. One with a fantastic head dress or turbin, riding a trusty camel. I bet he just snuck right up on their camp and left it by the tent door. Of course he would have tried to ring the doorbell and run away, (like you'd do with a plate of cookies) but doorbells hadn't been invented yet, so he just figured to leave it there. And in the morning when they found the Liahona, if they would have looked up at the ridge in the distance, they'd have seen the dark rider peering back, watching, to make sure his entrusted package was discovered. The golden sun glimmering up behind him, barely peaking over the ridge, trying to catch a glimpse of this curious workmanship for itself. Yeah, that's what I'd like to think.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Things On Me Mind

    Tis been quite the while since I've really written anything on here. And in honesty, I haven't felt like writing at all. But I'm going to now take some time and just talk about a few things on my mind/whats been going on in my life.

   College: college is really not all that hard or terrifying as everyone wants to make it out to be. You just have to get into the swing of things and then it isn't too bad. Unless you have lots of tests and homework due around the same time, that tends to get a bit stressful. The secrets to college life are simply: 1. Have a well organized schedule, balance out school, work, and friends, so you don't go crazy. 2. Find professors you like, cause that really does make or break the class. 3. Don't procrastinate! So far this year, I've gotten almost all of my homework done the week before it is due, which is not always easy, but keeps the stress and frustration levels at non-existant.

    Voting: It was far over rated. To be honest, I don't know if I'll ever vote again. Just because it's pretty much a joke. Stand around in line for potentially an hour or so to check a few boxes on a screen and leave. My biggest qualm with voting though is the Electoral College. There are no laws that say the electoral representative has to vote the way the people did. And in history it has happened where they haven't. But I live in Utah, so no matter what I vote, the state is always going to go Republican. It always has. That's why I think it's a joke. Plus politics turn me off quicker than a light bulb in ice water. I have zero interest or desire to be involved with them in any manner.

    Now for the juicy stuff. Romance: Just as I figured, romance is better after highschool because the principle of "nice guys always finish last" isn't really so applicable. People are more mature and seem to know more of what they're looking for. At least from my observances. Since graduating, I've dated two ladies...both older than me. Neither of the relationships lasted all that long, but those are stories for another day. I don't regret either of them and I learned a lot from the experiences. Well that wasn't as juicy as I thought it would be, so my apologies.

    Time: I always figured adults were just being silly when they talked about time flying. "Before you know it, you'll be all grown up and have kids of your own" and all that jazz. But gosh! Ever since my last semester of Highschool started, life started moving at an exponential rate! It's really terrifying how fast the time really does go by. I'm terrified to go to sleep now, cause the next time I wake up, I could be 80 years old! (okay I'm not really that terrified) I'm down to forty minute days now though. Meaning my days feel about forty minutes long. Not during the day while it's happening, but at the end of every day, it feels like the entire day only lasted that long. Guess them old folks really do know what they're talking about! 

    Anyways, those are a few of the main things that have been floating around my brain and life lately. Also, this winter has already been super depressing...it's going to be a long one. Though to a degree I kind of like being depressed. I like the raw emotion of it. Hopefully I'll be in more of a writing mood in days to come, cause I have quite a few interesting tales to tell, but we shall have to see.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Newfangled Technolologies

   Recently our fridge died, so naturally it had to be replaced. The new one is about the same size, one of them fancy stainless steel ones with the double fridge doors, and a bottom freezer drawer. But here's where things get crazy! The water dispenser. Man that thing is wild! it tells you how much water in ounces it is filling your glass with, in cups, ml or any other relatively small measurement. So what? okay okay not that impressive. Maybe the autofill will impress you. It knows how high to fill your glass all by itself. Still not impressed? Fine. Let me tell you where it gets really wild. That bloody fridge can take your blood pressure. Honest.  It will even show you a slide show of your favorite pictures while doing so. "The built in face recognition software also ensures that no pesky teenagers will be able to access the fridge for some late night munching", that's straight out of the manual. This fridge is pretty top notch. Heck, the other day it even brushed my teeth for me! Wait wait, here's the best part: If a robber happens to break into your house while you're away, the front sensor in the fridge can detect it. Then the fridge does an interior quality test to find the most rotten item of food in it, then proceeds to shoot the projectile rottenness at said robber.
   You probably think I'm writing this to brag about how awesome my fridge is. But I'm afraid that's where you are mistaken. Why on earth would anyone need a fridge that could do all that for them? I thought fridges were for the sole purpose of keeping food cool. Technology these days...

Monday, August 27, 2012

Freshman. Round Two

    Beep Beep, sounded the alarm clock at 5:45 a.m. A weary eye shot open. Followed shortly by another. Judgement day at last. The morning ceremonies commenced. Shower, clothe that body, feed, and grab the back pack. "Fare thee well Mother, I'm off to conquer the world" I found my lips uttering as I stooped over to give her a hug. Tears. Emotion creeping in. But I had no time to reminisce the 18 long years. So I jumped in my bus and puttered down the road.
    Upon arrival, I found many an open parking space for the taking. I got out, threw on my suit coat and strolled off into a new era of life. The looming doors seemed to say "come on in, the weather is fine. Expand your mind. Join the team". It was all too easy. With too much confidence, and too few worries, I proceeded to meander through the teeming hallways. I knew my destination: Sociology, Liberal Arts building. Room 25. I entered the room to find a few terrified college students. Sitting silently in their fears. The classroom began to fill. Miz Liz entered the classroom seemingly as nervous as the students themselves. We proceeded to cover the syllabus. This was it. I was living the educational dream in the basement of that cold crude concrete utopia. The first class passes seemlessly. We were released 20 minutes early. I clambered back up to the fresh air and light of the main level. Sitting in wait for my lovely lady friend (yeah I have one of those, but that's a story for another day) I watched countless students roll passed. 4,000? 5,000? Hard to tell. All in their own little worlds trying to survive the first day grind. After too brief a chattering with my Lovely Lady, I strolled off toward my next class. Hidden on the outskirts of the university, it was across campus from my then current location. I took some strange route...quite by accident. At last arriving at my destination a few minutes early. In waltzed Larry Harper, general hippie, free thinker, intergalactic explorer, and professor. English was his game. And that's what I was there for. He touched our minds, inspired our emotions, a filled our souls with his delight for writing. The class ended all too soon and it was back to the sea of students. I then was faced with two hours to try and deal with before my final class of the day. Pulling up a chair, I scoured the syllabus, all the while people watching. Familiar faces: Karsten! Tess! Josh! then finally a reuniting with my cousin Michael. We chatted about school matter for another hour until reluctantly I slinked off to American Civ. Back to the basement! This class was strange. Over crowded. The man next to me, old enough to be my dad, commented on the suit I was wearing. Class began. Chad Ostler, history whiz took the stand with a similar speech as to the others I had previously witnessed. Syllabuses Syllabai? To great astonishment, I peered over my shoulder and found Daniel Rollo staring back. We were both shocked. I chatted with him for moments after the class then cautiously headed towards the building's exit. Running into my lovely lady. And seeing a previous Institute friend, Catherine.
    Eventually I mounted the drivers seat of my car and fired up the engine. The ride home was brutal! traffic everywhere. I found myself swerving(okay actually very cautiously) driving through shopping center parking lots to avoid long traffic jams at the light, and further down the road, an accident. Home at last. Mixed feelings about the entire ordeal. But in the end, I survived, eerily awaiting tomorrow's ordeal of Humanities and Institute.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

All Growed Up

Well it's been quite some time since my birthday, but I've been too busy to write until now. Rather than bragging about the things I did for my birthday (which was actually mostly just sitting around) I've decided instead to write about a few of the things I've learned in my 18 years of existence. 
I've learned many things, and probably forgotten even more. I've learned that money doesn't matter. It is nice and even necessary to have, but I don't feel that it brings lasting happiness. I've also learned many things about myself! I don't know how, but I always find myself surprising myself if that makes sense. I've learned that you should follow your dreams. Forget everything that stands in your way, just go for it! Even if it doesn't end up turning out how you imagine, you will always learn something from the adventure, even if it is small. I've learned through my travels and investigations of the world, that boy, I sure don't have anything to complain about! I've certainly had my rough patches, but by far I've led a blessed life. But most of all, I've begun to learn that people are most important! Slowly I have realized that it isn't material possessions that make me happy, it is my interactions with people.  People are part of the key to happiness. There's really nothing better than just hanging out with friends, having a good time, or giving someone that's feeling down a giant hug. There's just so much joy to be had in helping other people out. Creating new bonds, hearing people tell the tales of their life. I think you'd be surprised at how much you can find in common with someone, even if you've just barely met them. You can lose everything you have, but friendships can be made for life. Whether we notice it or not, people influence the decisions we make in life too. Anyways I believe that relationships with friends, family, lovers, teachers, and even strangers are more important than anything you could ever own.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Mountain Love Affair

This summer, my sister Sierra and I have made it a goal to go on a hike every Monday. So far, we have succeeded. We've hiked Slate Canyon, Rock Canyon, Sundance, and most recently, Squaw Peak. I've always enjoyed hiking, maybe because I was practically born hiking. When I was but a wee lad, my parents would throw me in one of those child hiking backpacks and tote me around everywhere. Ha, they even took me skiing a few times. Mostly what I think it comes down to though is that I don't really care all that much about hiking, I just love being in the mountains. I once said "I was raised in the desert, but I'm a child of the mountains". Bloody cheesy right? But its true. I spent a lot of my childhood in the Southern Utah deserts. Boy, I can't even tell you how many times I've been to Arches, Bryce Canyon, Canyonlands, Capitol Reef, Zions, and not to mention Goblin Valley! But I really do like the mountains better. I love the fresh cool air, the snow capped peaks, the dense piney forests, and of course: the wild flowers. I have a great love for the Uintah mountain range. We have a cabin up there, right on the Bear River. And it has always been one of my very favorite places to be. Its a great place to just go and hang out. You don't have to worry about every day plans. Just who is going to wash the dishes and if you're going to finally win a game of Uno or some other game. I really enjoy the nice cool air up there, especially in the summer when it's 90ยบ down in the valley, and you're wearing a coat up there not to freeze at 6p.m. I've kind of strayed off topic. Back to hiking. Life is simple when I'm out hiking. You can leave your worries behind and just enjoy the scenery. There comes a point in every one of my hikes, where I realize: I don't want to go back. The point where you find Serenity. Sadly I turn back and head for home, but not without taking a few moments to stop and take it all in. Who knows though, maybe someday I'll just keep going.

There you have it. That's the story of my Mountain Love Affair. So if you ever want to go hiking, I'm always up for it. Give me a holler.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Strange Occurences

I figured I had better write about my new friend Kirsten. Because, there is somewhat of a strange story involved. I'll start from the beginning.
      Let's see, I do believe it was last summer, my mom came home from girls camp and was telling me all about this amazing girl she had met. At the time, it seemed like my mom was trying to set me up with her or something. And maybe she was. But that's not so important. She added me as a friend on facebook, and we chatted a little bit here and there. About a year later at seminary graduation (so like two weeks ago) I saw her again and talked to her a little bit. After the graduation, I thought to myself "She seems like rather a fun person, I don't really know why, but I would like to become friends". Eventually, I got her number and we texted eachother a bit. Now here's where it gets strange. Both of our favorite colors are Orange, we come from big families, She likes Sushi, Pizza, and Curry, Enjoys hiking, is not very good at sports like myself. Amongst other things, She loves golf and also happens to be allergic to cats! We both think its pretty strange how much we have in common. Oh and she is very much a fan of the 1800's. We decided to hang out and go hiking this last Thursday. It was really fun. She's super easy to get along with, not to mention she has a great sense of humor. I think our brains run on similar wave lengths, cause we seem to agree on most things. At least so far. Anyways, I think this is the beginning of a great friendship.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

25 Best

I've been thinking about it lately, and I decided to go through my music collection and try to choose my top 25 favorite albums. Let me tell you, it was hard! I chose the albums I thought were best, albums that flow nicely, the ones you never get tired of listening to. I decided not to count greatest hit cd's to make it a little easier, only actual albums. So here they are, my top 25 (in no particular order).

American Beauty - Grateful Dead

Closing Time - Tom Waits

Come Away With Me - Norah Jones

Dire Straits - Dire Straits

First Demo Tape - Minor Threat

Blonde On Blonde - Bob Dylan

L.A. Woman - The Doors

Electric - The Cult

Let It Be - The Beatles

Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes

All Good Things: Studio Sessions, Run For The Roses - Jerry Garcia Band 

MTV Unplugged - Alice In Chains

Wildflowers - Tom Petty

Reckoning - Grateful Dead

The London Years - The Rolling Stones

Days Of The New 1 - Days Of The New 

The Wall - Pink Floyd

Alice - Tom Waits

Aqualung - Jethro Tull

Cheating At Solitaire - Mike Ness

Highway 61 Revisited - Bob Dylan

Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine 

Blood Stained Hitz - Agent Orange

August And Everything After - Counting Crows

American Woman - The Guess Who


Saturday, May 26, 2012

Death of a Romantic and Other Happenings

It appears that I may need to clear up a few myths. I have been waiting to write about this for a while, just to make sure. In my typical fashion, I write or say that I'm not in love anymore...and the next day or so I fall in love again. But that is not the case now. It's been three whole months since I've been in love. I don't know when or how it happened, but one day I realized I wasn't romantically interested in anyone. Don't get me wrong, I find many women very attractive and really fun to be around, but I'm just not interested in romantic relations with any. I don't feel like I can flirt anymore either (and maybe I can't). To be honest, the whole thing is really quite freaky. Doesn't make any sense to me. Oh well, it's not like I'm going to get married any time soon, so it probably doesn't matter all that much. I just want friends right now.

Other Happenings. Life has been whack lately. The last month or so, I feel like I've been living in a dream or something. Most things don't seem to affect me. Also I don't really know what to say anymore about anything. I've been more depressed than I generally am, but life has been really hard for me the last seven or so months, for various reasons that I won't mention. And my memory, something terrible has happened to my memory. I forget so much more than I used to. I've had the strangest of moods ever! Like in Seattle this past week. Also, when did I learn so much about baseball? I have become so much more serious in the last couple of months. Maybe more mature and boring too. Certainly less funny. Geez, I feel like I've been alienating myself from the world. But I haven't been doing anything different than I always used to do. I can't figure out whats happened. I still read my scriptures and pray every day. I don't do any drugs, so that certainly isn't it. Hmm, maybe I'm going through puberty again (Sure hope not!). Or my midlife crisis. Guess I'll only live to be 34. Whatever is happening though, I wish it would STOP!

Thursday, May 10, 2012

The Way Life Goes

Things have been strange lately. I have zero desires to be wild. I also don't care about having attention either, which is a big part of why I blog a lot less now. I used to have to brag and tell everyone about everything I was doing, a real attention whore. Ha ha yeah, that's what I was. But these days, I'm happy to roll on the more unnoticed side. I mean heck, I just went to Mexico for a week, and only like 20 people total even knew I went. Think I may be starting to slip back into one of my little anti-social phases. Which I kind of enjoy, I usually just do a lot of art. My creativity levels seem to spike during these anti-social sessions. Another thing is somewhere in the last month or so I've gained great amounts of self discipline. For the past few weeks, I've written in a journal every day (among other self disciplinary things). That's something I've always had problems with being able to do. And homework, I've been cranking it out like crazy. Which leads to another thing. Timing. Timing has been wild for me lately, all my plans have been working out (knocks on wood). First there was the School play. That ended just in time so that I could make my poster for the Senior Luncheon and then run off to Mexico. I got back from Mexico the night before the Senior Luncheon. I then had a day to finish all of my Finals for classes. This Saturday I'm going to the Provo Temple ground breaking, and that night seeing Social Distortion. The 18th is Graduation, the 20th is Seminary Graduation, and the 21st I leave for Seattle on a school trip. So I've been able to do everything without having to choose priorities. Another thing is, I've been super relaxed. Haven't really been stressed out in the last few months. I'm just kind of doing my own thing these days. Not worrying about what others think, and not getting involved in too much drama. The only thing is: I just need to figure out what I'm going to do all summer.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Adventures In VW Land

Life has been crazy lately. Filled with madness and loads of work. I've been all over the place, doing all kinds of things. But for the moment, I'm only going to tell you about my new ride. A few months ago, my dad and I drove out to the middle of nowhere, near Vernal Utah. We were picking up a V.W. Vanagon Bus. My dad has a V.W. Syncro (the 4 wheel drive version of the Vanagon). So we went to buy this one for parts. After hauling it back, we decided "why not see what it would take to get it running?". So a few months later we took it to the mechanic, got it checked out. And guess what? It turns out, it does run. Actually, it runs better than my dad's bus. So we put a little work into it, new windshield, seat belts, a new exhaust system, all that good stuff to get it street legal. But while we were slowly getting that done, one day we were off driving in the mountains and long story short...got into a cop chase! Now I'm not going into any detail, cause you never know when Big Brother might be listening, but we narrowly escaped. It was wild! Anyways, This car is super sweet! I love driving it. It's a 1984, and it has the giant sunroof. And when I say giant, I mean giant! it takes up at least half of the roof space. It's not the prettiest car at the moment, still needs a bit of work. But it sure as heck is fun to drive. Also, it's really weird driving our other cars now, because they're automatic and it isn't, plus the bus has a much larger steering wheel than any of our other cars. Here's a picture of it.

My mom decided I needed to have one of those cheesy graduation postcard things to send to everyone. So I said "Fine! but only if I get to wear my kilt". So we took this picture amongst others. But that's what it looks like.

Luckily I should have some free time in about two weeks, so I'll get around to telling a few more tales of my recent adventures. Until then

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Wish Me Luck

Wish Me Luck

My soul weepeth and cringe
in love’s pure true delight.

For today it is realized that I,
I have been dug a shallow grave
By the hands of mine own accordance!

Foul wretch am I!
As to betray this heart.
To drown it in the cold, of deceits own sorrowing mansions.

Tis grievance that I should hide such passionate concern!
For she be the maiden most fair Mine eyes hath ever falled upon.
Aye, She be the one my heart doth truly know.

I fear it too late.
I’ve gone astray, misplaced her care.
prithee, how canst I win it back?

Tis lost I dread, Tis lost I dread.
No. Nay.
There is but a fool’s hope left!

Saturday, April 14, 2012

nom nom yom yom?

Guys! life has been super crazy lately, but I have all kinds of stuff to write about...just not the time. But I'll get around to it soon. Hopefully! so don't give up on me

Monday, April 2, 2012

General Conference

Earlier this past week, like Monday or Tuesday, I was told that my grandpa had three tickets to conference. So Mckinley, my Mom and myself went to the Saturday evening session. We got there a bit early, so we could get seats and all that. Parked the car, and started walking. There were so many people going to it! It was like a huge mob. Thousands of people walking up and down the streets in their sunday finest. It was really a super cool thing to see. I personally like big crowds of people, they don't freak me out at all. But this crowd was particularly nice. There was a general excitement in the air. And I mean, there should be! We were all going to hear the Prophets, Apostles, and other Authorities of the church. Kind of a big deal. So we got to the door we were supposed to wait at, stood there for a minute and then they started letting us in. The process was super easy, and all of the volunteers were really nice. The moment I walked in the actual Conference room doors, I was blown away! That place is freaking huge! There were so many people there. And the Choir! oh my gosh. The choir for that session was from the MTC. They sounded amazing, and the acoustics in there are marvelous. I've never really cared much for choirs, to be honest. But that changed my whole perspective. One of the coolest things about the experience though was when the First Presidency came in, everyone stood up, and the whole place went silent. Then the session began and we got to do the sustainings, which was also pretty neat. I'm going to have to say though, that my favorite part was when the choir and congregation all stood up and sang "Called To Serve" together. That was definitely a highlight of my life. Eventually, the session was winding down, and I was sitting there thinking "I hope they sing "Praise To The Man" and what do ya know? that was the closing hymn! I was so excited about that! Cause it's one of my very favorites. After The session was over, we headed over to the City Creek mall, along with 10 bijillion other people for dinner. We ended up going to Kneaders. Man, all the restaurants there had to have made so much money during conference! Every restaurant had a line of at least 40-50 people. We had to eat super quick, I actually ate walking back over to the Conference center, since I was going to the Priesthood session with my Grandpa Lyon, and Uncle Greg there. 
      So many men in suits! It looked like a giant mob. If you were a foreigner, and happened to be visiting Salt lake during that time, you'd probably be freaked out, and terribly confused. I kept looking around, trying to find other guys wearing bow ties. But I only ever found three other people wearing one. Apparently bow ties aren't that popular at conference. I never did see anyone else wearing a Tux either. So I kind of stuck out a little. Got a few comments about it too. Anyways, The Priesthood session was pretty neat too. Heard lot's of good stuff I need to work on. 
     Over all, It was a really cool experience. I'm glad I got to go. It was my first time ever attending Conference in person too. And hopefully not my last!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Happiness Is A Warm Gun

So I just wrote a whole blog post and decided to delete it. It had nothing to do with the title though. but neither does this one. It's just a good song. I've been doing some thinking lately. Imagine that. But don't imagine it too vividly. Anyways, I've been thinking about maybe reading some stories. and recording them. You know, storytime with Morgan or something like that. But I don't know, what do you think about it?

Also, sometimes I'm just a stupid idiot! I should just stop saying anything. Never talk. These days I feel like I can never seem to do anything right. And let me tell you, It sucks! Thinking about the last month, I feel like I've been kind of a jerk. I hope I haven't been, but nonetheless, I'm sorry.

Monday, March 5, 2012

All of the confusion (all of it)

Girls. Man why do they have to be so confusing?! It really doesn't help that I'm also not all that great at picking up on romantic cues. Yeah you pretty much just have to come out and tell it straight to my face. Cause I'm that bad...though maybe getting better? probably not. Ughh, I also have this other problem from time to time where I, for some reason, can't seem to flirt with whatever girl I'm interested in. And somehow the girls I'm not interested in think I'm flirting with them. Pretty much the worst thing ever? YES! It's really maddening. I just don't even know what to do. Girls, they're so confusing!

Also, somewhat related. Cashiers. They are always flirting with me. I don't understand it! I've been conducting a scientific experiment lately. Observing how they act with other costumers, then seeing how they interact with me. Yeah, They don't just flirt with everyone. I mean, it doesn't happen every time I go to a store, but it happens a lot more than I feel like it should. I've even been hit on by Male cashiers. It's true, just ask Jairen. 

Saturday, February 18, 2012

The Stakeout

Recently my uncle and I traded cars for a few days. On thursday, we traded back. I didn't even think about the car being locked. And I always always make sure the car is locked. So Friday I got in the car to discover that it had been looted! After looking around for a few minutes, I realized that nothing had really been taken. I mean the most valuable things in there were 3 Cd's and jumper cables. But those were all still there. The only things missing were roughly twenty cents worth of change and the spare key. Oh and according to Sage some tampons. Couldn't figure out why you'd take a spare key, unless you were coming back. I devised a plan. I decided that I was going to sleep in the car in case anything went down. So I grabbed my sleeping bag, Ipod, pillow, phone, pocket knife, oh and a meat Cleaver. My idea was that I'd wait there in case the rober/roberess showed up. I was hoping that they'd show up, jump in the car and try to still it. And while they were driving away, I'd pop up in the back, give them the Heart Attack of their life and get crafty with the cleaver if necessary. Well I layed their all night with no such luck. Kind of disappointing to tell you the truth. All I got was a bad night of sleep. I don't get cold very easy, but it was like freaking Siberia slurping on a strawberry smoothie out there! So cold. Anyways, hopefully it isn't too much work to change the door locks...just in case.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Quest for a Hobby

I suppose there is some explaining that needs to be had. So one of my New Years resolutions...that I actually made up on the 31st of January was/is to go a whole month without using my computer. Which is why I haven't been on Facebook or blogging as much. Figured I waste too much time doing nothing on my computer. I pretty much only use it for listening to music, Facebook, and photography(which I haven't really been doing lately). So I unplugged my computer. I mean, all of my music is on my Ipod anyways, so it's not really a problem. But there is a problem! I have nothing to do anymore. no way to spend my time. and I am now currently on a quest for hobbies. Thus far my quest has taken me to the research phase. I found after Googling "good hobbies" a few options. pipe smoking, ale brewing, ballroom dancing, and of course Shark hunting! Hmmm don't think any of those will work too well for me. Though apparently I do have a lot of hobbies according to the lists I found. But none of them are satisfying/time consuming/tedious enough...like word searches...that's pretty much all I have been doing recently. I did find a new hobby of sorts a few weeks ago, I read O Captain! My Captain! and Moonlight. you'll have to scroll down and find them. Check it out: http://librivox.org/short-poetry-collection-104-by-various/ can't do that anymore though...kind of need a computer.  Last week, I was so bored that I went to bed at like 8:00. yeah that was a bad idea. woke up at midnight and couldn't sleep any more. Now I have pretty much have nothing to do. It's been bloody boring!  But hey, I get to bed alot earlier without a computer to distract me. I do have an idea for a hobby though. But I have none of the necessary equipment, and no clue how to actually do it. So we'll see what ends up happening with that. Don't worry, I'll let you know. Anyways, you guys should give me some hobby suggestions, yes? I think so. preferably reasonable ones, but hey, I don't discriminate.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Temporary Vacation

It is my regret to inform you dear bloggers? Bloggees? Blog stalkers? that I will probably not be writing for a while. Because...well nevermind. Nor will I be on facebook very often. so I suppose if you wish to contact me, you'll be most successful by calling/texting me: 801-440-5485 (cell phone), or emailing me at: morganknapp14@yahoo.com 
Anyways, that's all I have to say for now. I'll attempt to write as often as I can, but we'll see how that goes.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Musicalities

I have this problem with creating music. Now that I'm thinking about it, I have no idea why I'm telling you this. Probably because blogging has become one of my last few outlets of expressing myself. Anyways. Music. I can't write it. I mean I can, but I have zero self confidence when it comes to writing music. Which is a little strange, cause I'm generally a pretty confident person. I can't sit down and write songs. I've probably written somewhere near 200 bass lines that could be turned into songs. only one has. The Girlfriend Song, and that was actually slowed down and modified from the original bass line. Even worse than that, I never feel like I can write lyrics. I mean loads of great songs have super simple lyrics, which makes me think that I can write lyrics. Nope. I can't do it. and to try and combine the music with lyrics...impossible! I never feel like I'm very good at playing Instruments either. People tell me I am, but maybe they're just being nice. Another strange thing though is if I perform music in front of audiences, I'm confident. Like when Dallas and I performed at Timp Lodge this year. No butterflies, no stage fright, no doubts, I can just get up there and do it. And I like to perform too. It's a bloody problem! cause I love music so much, and I would love touring, and being a musician...but the whole writing thing is a big issue. anyways, I didn't mean this to be a complaint session, just throwing things out there, getting them out of my head.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Had to Cry Today

    Crying. It's a beautiful thing. No one likes to be sad, or have bad things happen to them. I know I don't. But I think crying is an essential part of life. I've always been a crier. Movies, books, and music get me all the time. As well as life experiences. It reminds me that I'm human. Humbles me. And I feel like every time I cry, I learn something from it. Become more connected with my heart and soul. Like I said, I don't like to be sad, but crying is just nice. and you certainly don't have to be sad to cry either! Tears of joy are just as great if not better. After a good long cry, I always feel better too.
    One of my fondest childhood memories is of crying. When I was roughly around nine years old, my dad read Sage and I all of the Great Brain books. We loved listening to them every night. Once we finished reading all of the books in the series, we picked up another book by J.D. Fitzgerald titled: Papa Married a Mormon. It was basically an autobiography of Fitzgerald's childhood. I remember coming to the end of the book, reading the passage where he is talking about his dying father. My Dad and I just sat there, crying our eyes out, unable to read any further. It was one of the most amazing and beautiful moments of my life. I'll never forget it. In fact, It's getting me all teary eyed right now just thinking about it.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Fed up.
This ain't no way to live.
and I can't do it no more.
too many mind games
too many mess ups
too many hopeless ideas.

Stab the Heart.

sure it will hurt at first.
get a little blood on the floor.
but the way I see it: can't go down hill much further.
then ya build yourself a new one.
replace it with stone.
inject some of that Xylocaine for good measure.

then, then you'll be invincible.
no more falls
no more breaks
no more worries.
yep. the way I figure it, only one thing left to do:
Stab the Heart

Sunday, January 1, 2012

The Change

continuing the story of my last post.

I had become my own worst enemy. In my state of craziness, I did many regret able things. Things I'm not one bit proud of. I was living in Hell. I was filled with a sickly feeling, and everytime I thought about the things that I did, I wanted to vomit. And yes yes, there are many things worse than what I did, but that's not the point. I'm better than that, and I knew it. My soul was beginning to turn black. I hated being me. 

Then I decided to change. I couldn't take it any more. I was at the end of my rope. Suicide seemed like the way to go. Just end it all. But through a fortunate spell of divine intervention, I opened my scriptures. And that's something I'd never really done before. I never read scriptures. I liked Seminary for some reason, but I hated church. Truth be told, I had never really care much for religion. But I started reading. And the moment I did, my happiness level skyrocketed. The evil was gone. Suddenly I was full of joy, calmness, I was content. And I began to read every day. Things were going so much better. Life was beautiful again. And It lasted for quite a while. Until I messed up again. And man do I regret it. I knew it was wrong. But I did it anyways. And I fell right back into the pit. Darkness. Life was terrible again. This time, a few good friends were there to save me. whether they know it or not. They seemed to say to me "Come with us, live the good life. you can do it! so come on". And I know that I will never ever be able to repay them for what they did. But they saved my life. I got back on the path again. Started reading scriptures, praying, going to church, seminary, all that good good stuff. Once again, Life became beautiful. I loved it. And there was Peace. Nothing seemed to affect me, or at least not as much. The mounds of homework weren't stressful. I just took my time, and tackled it. I was flying on a different cloud. The happiest I have ever been in my entire life. Because I started to do what was right, follow what I know to be true. Soon after, I received my Patriarchal blessing. and Wow. What a powerful experience that was. I told me about everything I could ever ever possibly want out of life, and how to get it. that all the stupid stuff I was worrying about, doesn't even matter. There are greater things out there! For the most part, the last few months of my life have been simply amazing. Things have been peaceful. I've been happy. But life is hard. sometimes you slip up a little. But by living the gospel, in these few hard times recently, all kinds of little miracles have been happening. I feel like I've learned so much. And there is still alot I hope to learn. 

In closing, I just want to say how grateful I am for Jesus Christ, The gospel, Scriptures, family, and the best friends anyone could ever have. Prayers are answered, and boy do I know it. The scriptures are true (if you don't believe me, pick up a copy of The Book of Mormon for yourself and give it a try. you won't be disappointed). And because of all that, my quality of life has increased. Nothing can stand in my way anymore. I know what I want, I know the way I want my life to be, and this is it. The life of true happiness.