Day After Christmas...

Its the day after Christmas, don't know if you noticed or not. My guess is largely placed on the bet that you well educated followers do understand that it is the day after Christmas, then again maybe some of you don't follow the holiday, maybe you don't even know what Christmas is. But I am sorry if that is you because I will not be explaining the Christmas holiday. Google it if you must know.

It has been a very interesting year so far... Then again what year isn't interesting? What is truly sad is how badly I would love to do a reflection blog but I wouldn't even know where to begin and sadly I don't have the memory to even touch on some of my favorite memories, I would most likely forget the best memories. I even want to do a reflection of songs but I can't remember my favorite lyrics from the beginning of the year.

Anyway... I thought maybe I would just create a list of things I like (not in any certain order, just as they come to my head)
Family, Kid Cudi, Music, Underground hip-hop, Snowboarding to electronic music, snowboarding, Mountain biking, going on an overnight camping trip and mountain biking (I hope to do that a lot this upcoming year, that was the best.) Laughing, playing basketball, actions may not show it right now but I really enjoy running now... OR at least I kind of miss it, the smell of rain, white Christmas's, feelings of peace, memories that I can actually remember, creating memories, hiking, camping, music, FOOD, Eating the food in the fridge of the Bahm's, making college quote books, talking, helping, CFD's, well-water, shouting at runners, shouting at walkers, door-bell ditching crap on peoples door-steps, making others laugh, getting weird looks (sometimes), arguing with my dad (my actions make this an obvious one) chilling with my dad and my dog, weird noises, videos and pictures (I hate to take them, its kind of a conflict but I love the memories of adventures), thinking.

Well anyway, that is just a few of my favorite things, the list would probably go on quite a while longer, but I'll let you get on with your life's. Thanks for reading, have a safe and wonderful new year.

woosh...

Wow its been a while, well just a couple of weeks, or maybe a month... and a half. So long I haven't even blogged during the school year. Man time flies, doesn't it? The time I have left to live sneaks by day by day, minute by minute, second by second. As it does for all of us and yet... we all wish for the next step, or the brightening, or school to be over, the list goes on. You know whats funny is we all tell people that its all mental, happiness is perception and it is rare to find someone who acts out what they teach.
See that just totally takes me off subject, why is it that people seem to struggle with following what they preach? "be thankful for what you have" "oh failure isn't the enemy" and so many people tear themselves apart when they "fail" at something. Its comical how just about all of us are hypocrites, most of us to a pretty extreme measure. It just points out how "actions speak louder than words"
It really is funny though, so many of us have the keys to happiness, and yet so few of us use them. Why is that? Its pretty simple though, right? We have it all in front of us, why is it so darn hard to apply it? It truly is hard, that's because our greatest friend is our greatest enemy, and that simply is your mind. The same protector that protects me from doing totally stupid things, holds me back from doing things I want to accomplish.
Its a tough battle. Why is it a tough battle? That is simply because it is all about change. And the answer I don't have is why change is so difficult. All that I have learned in my short time in life is that its very hard. Its hard because its about changing the values this world has taught us. Its hard to change from wanting everything in the world to being grateful just for what you have, its hard to change from "its all about me" to wanting to help all of our neighbors out.
Of course its all about balance but I'm pretty confident most of us are balanced on the wrong side. So whats the point? I'm not always totally sure when I'm talking about anything, but keep perspective in mind, maybe try to follow the guidelines most of us have learned so well.

Carli, its been a while, besides hearing stories from your sister, and your blog, I'm not even totally sure if your alive, I'm sure you are. Morgan, I simply don't see you enough anymore, its crazy that my life is so busy that its even affecting things inside of school. Anyway, I hope your doing great and all is still well! Miriam, A great thanks to you for taking me to Harvest. I had a great time and I'm sure everyone else did as well. And Megan, I know you read this from time to time and all that is coming to my head is good luck getting out of Hogan: if you do, congrats and thanks for keeping me sane. If you don't: Thanks for continuing to keep me sane.

Thanks for reading, I hope you all got a little out of this, or at least enjoyed reading it. If you need anything at all just let me know, and hopefully I can help. I hope things are great for you all.

Scripture Theme

The blog description, which is just below my large blog title, is now the Youth's scripture theme for the year. It is there because so far this year I think it has been a great scripture in my life and has defined so much what has happened to me. I may elaborate later.

Moving on. My goal in losing many of my fears presses onward. I posted about one on my last blog I believe and now there is this one, and its huge to me, and I am a long, long, lonnng, ways away from conquering it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrqqdGIgyk0

Do you see the heavens I see? Well shoot, the Eternites must be coming soon.

Just a Ramble...

I really have no main topic for all of my blogger friends out there. Really, truly this is a ramble, why ramble? Because I really want to blog, I have a lot on my mind, I want to blog about it all, and finially there is no way I could make any of these subjects fit into one. Honestly, this could end up being amazingly short or it could take me weeks to write and days for you to read, I guess we will find out! So here we go!

The funny thing is I just decided that I am in a totally weird mood, if you have ever seen me acting crazy, then you know what I am talking about, but I really want to talk about deeper stuff, they don't always mix and I may even make fun of myself while I am doing this, so far this blog is getting no where. Chance. Whats up with it? Why is it so darn hard for me to take chances? You want to know how bad it is? I couldn't hold a girl's hand when I was told she wanted me to, what the heck? How hard can it be? Yeah and if that sounds like some stupid Jr High School Story, it is, so you were right, but don't win a prize. Honestly I want to stop being so darn worried about what others think about me, and I think I am beginning that change. Let me tell you a story I was in a little, well big city called Denver, wonderful town, er... I mean city. I was at a final party dance thing, and was not wanting to go out on the dance floor, why you might ask, well it is simple I didn't have in super close friends there that I felt like dancing with. I had learned so much that week that I had a crazy idea! Why not just go dance out there by myself? Woah now that is crazy people will be lookin' at you all funky and will have that look like "who the heck is this guy?" or you may even get the occasional "poor fella, he is all alone." (It wasn't that bad though, I made friends there)
It really was a absolutely insane idea though! Somehow I did it, I just didn't care I knew I could have fun out there dancing, and who cares what they think anyway? Why should I sit around being lonely, being homesick, and just wanting the night to end? Crazy enough I went out there and danced with some kids I kind of knew, and well I felt like a secluded hyena trying to get pack into the pack, (I am pretty sure one of the girl's in that group hated my guts, I don't even know why! I think I am a lovable guy, must be my annoying side...) Really story is, it really felt like I was dancing by myself. A little awkward? Yes but I was actually enjoying myself, and what happened next a group of hippos let me join them (the people didn't actually look like hippos) I met some kids from Colorado and had a great time.
My boss taught me an amazing lesson a few days ago at work, something that with the knowledge I have and believe in I should of been able to put together. The lesson, taking a chance is a win, win situation. First win: it works out and you succeed, things are dandy; Second win: you fail, it doesn't work, what do you win? You learn what doesn't work. And your usually not dead, you should still feel dandy. I hope that story and lesson was somewhat enjoyable...

Robbie Robot has never seen past episode 1, you must hate it, cause I'm not writing it, that's not true, well it maybe true because I really don't know if you like him but I have been amazingly busy.

You may want to take a break right here, go take a nap, get a drink, popcorn, go for a run, I don't know just take it easy for a second before I take up the rest of your life.

I am an awkward funny...? I guess I didn't learn that till today. You will never guess who I ran into at Chang's Chopsticks today during my lunch break, wow you guessed right? Yeah it was Carli. As we sat there with a couple of others buddies laughing, she brought up some times that were pretty darn funny. She in fact introduced me at this point of the story as one of the most awkward funny kids that you may meet. (I may be giving myself too much credit now.) I guess its awkward "Sofa King?" pretty good story. You know Carli I realized we missed out on some good stories today at lunch, like how I even started blogging, the whole apples to apples and Ginko Trees...
Honestly Morgan probably knows way too much about my awkwardness's. I don't even want to go into stories... There is of course hot dog chucking, taking off in tents exploring the galaxy and well I have said plenty of awkward things that I can't think about, so if you would like to post any of them, feel free.
Any Miriam we haven't spent a ton of time together, but man I know I have done some very awkward singing.
What did I learn just know, even more than what I learned at lunch, I am an awkward kid and I LOVE it, life would be dull without the awkward.

Yes, those three short letters I just wrote to three people are my blogging fan base so far, that I know about anyway... Keep it small and hopefully they all like you I guess, I also learned that my entire fan base is girls, interesting... Other note to self: Don't call people who read your blog your fan base, they may not even like it...

Holy Cow Justin, go to bed! Last point and I may get a little melodramatic here. Perspective, I don't think this will be the only time I blog about perspective in fact maybe I blog perspective stories all the time. I love perspective, why? Because I believe it is one of the biggest keys to happiness there is. Your perspective changes everything and I will blog about it in fuller detail some day. Another thing that happened at work was a little story on perspective this is what was asked us. "Do you guys think your rich?" Now if I may be so rude I bet you guys might be saying things like "oh well I am well off" "yeah I do pretty well" maybe you picture yourself rich, I don't know... Know think of a third world country, walking for water, infected food, a tin shelter that you call a home that may or may not have a roof. Melodramatic? a little, gets the point of perspective across though. It also points out comparing. Why does it seem like when we are asked those questions we compare ourselves to the people on the hill? When were asked if we are good artists, we compare ourselves to the best artists, build yourself up that's all I have to say, and I don't mean get cocky and prideful but don't tear yourself down.

"Start out by saying 'today is going to be an amazing day' and I bet you'll have a pretty good day" I am actually thinking about posting that as a blog, or a facebook everyday or maybe not everyday, and then at night finding something that was just good that day. Good idea?

I am terribly sorry, I hope you slightly enjoyed this, and you know, enjoy yourselves, I decided not to edit this, and let my rough edges show, mostly my word choich, horrible grammar, and bad typing. Also the rough edges of my rough and weird comments that I am not even sure made any sense, I hope they did... good night.

I Like Music...

That you dislike. No that's not exactly true. Although I really do like music that isn't popular. . I just love finding music that isn't in the "top 10" on itunes, not that there is anything wrong with those songs I buy that stuff just as much too. I just love finding amazing bands that aren't known by everyone. Anyway, I still love to find out that people like the same bands that most of my friends don't even know. Just last night I found out one of my young men's leaders likes Band of Horses. How awesome. I decided I needed more music from Band of Horses to really even call myself a fan.

Really whats the point? I don't seem to like my Ipod much anymore. It needs a pretty good revamping. So any ideas? I'm all for it. Indie is what I really like now, but anything would be wonderful. You can also head over to facebook to post ideas.

Everyday We Wake Up...

Everyday I wake up to a battle, I wake up to a new battleground. Seems like a crazy comparison I would say. Yet I still see life that way, it feels like such a battle out there. Always trying to balance our lives, always too busy, busy trying to impress everyone and everything. Life feels like a battle as I try to fight temptations of sin, as I try to keep everyone happy, that I feel like I should, as I go through ups and downs. I feel like I've been losing lately... It just feels that I'm losing some friends and that I just can't ever seem to have the right thing to say. In fact, I've realized I'm just not that good, usually the most comforting things I have to say come from quotes, scripture, things I have learned from others. Its rather humbling. I wish I didn't feel like I was losing... And yet if I wake up early enough the battleground is gone and nothing is a problem. There always seems to be hope, no matter how small. A feeling that no matter what, there is a "hope for every fallen man". So to be honest I'm not sure what the point of this blog is... To be honest I don't even like it all that much, but its all that comes to my mind. Its up to me and us to decide our fate, so I suppose I pick myself up from the dirt and continue on holding to on to a hope that I can always improve, I can be what I what I want to be, that my best can ALWAYS be better.

"Life is a three act play, act 1 is the pre-mortal that no one remembers and act 2 is our time on Earth, no time during act two is the phrase heard 'happily ever after'".
Some General authority, the quote isn't right either I'll post the accurate one, and the authorities name in the comments.

For Those Who Know...

While playing Apples to Apples last night, Ginkgo Trees was played. It pretty much made me excited. Its cool that Apples to Apples started this blog in a way. It really was an exciting night, fun games, the creation of Robbie Robot, and the discovery that brain surgery really is confusing after all... So for those who know. Ginkgo Trees...

What Do You Do?

What do you do? When one you have loved trips and falls,
How do you help them to find the love and safety you know?
You know, the sad thing is I have the answer, I just don't how to use it.
It's simple, I have been told, you serve with all you have,
And love with the pure charity of Christ.
The last thing you do is heckle, the one thing I seem to struggle with.
So how do I do it, how can I always be there, how do I step up?
To support, love, and serve.
One day I hope to know more, and to be the best I can be.
One day I just might know how you can be there for someone.
So what do you do? When one you have loved trips and falls.

Two Things...

Thing One: I'm not a huge fan of summer projects.

Thing Two: I love Psychology.

What thing are you not a huge fan of, and what thing do you like a lot? I hope you are all doing well, see you around.

So the Story Begins...

Robbie Robot was a simple boy, living a complex life. At least that's what some people said. Life isn't easy for all, but for some it seems to be more rough. Although I did once hear that there is more equality in the testing of our life, that would only be fair. It is hard for me to say after I have seen the life of Robbie Robot. His father a washed up alcoholic, who could probably win in a yelling competition, his mother just didn't seem to care for her children. He had four brothers and sisters that he was trying to care for. A sixteen year old robot trying to watch over the rest of the family. Living in streets where you could hear gunshots on a constant basis, Robbie R. could say he has probably never felt safe in his life. They say their is a getaway for every robot, no matter how horrible life might be. Robbie's getaway? A pen and a notebook, somewhere where he could write lyrics and rhymes, a place where he could leave the horrible house he lived in, he couldn't call it a home, home is too lovely and nice. No, if anything that notebook was more of his home. He could write anything he wanted. He may not know too much, he didn't need perfect grammar, just a thought, and he could write for hours, of course he never had time for that long, either trying to take of a family, being yelled at by his dad, or his mom calling him a slacker, but every time he had a chance he was in that notebook. Friends? no he didn't really have any, maybe a person to talk to every once and a while but he never really had anyone he could call a friend. Robbie Robot was writing in the notebook, when he heard the news, his father was in jail.

End of Story 1.

The name Robbie Robot was actually created a while ago, a friend was helping me do a blog for an English assignment and we came up with a crazy, extremely short story. One day I will probably share that story. Today while mowing Robbie Robot came back, and I've decided to write a story or a set of stories, well they actually seem more like chapters in a book. The whole idea of the story is sad, I'm really just writing about the harsh realities of life and how some people just seem to have an extremely rough life. Now I don't know why I want to write a sad, real story. It won't even be totally real, swearing is going to be at a minimum if any at all, there probably won't be much blood and gore, and etc. you catch my drift. Hopefully I handle some of that by the perspective of how I write the story. Dialogue, will probably be kept very low as well, I'm not sure. Now I'm also thinking about doing 3 different stories, all with the same beginning progressing to a different ending. So anyway my point is for a while my blogs will sometimes be about Robbie Robot, and I actually would really like some feedback, if you hate it, like it, its okay, you love it, begging me to stop writing cause I suck... I understand it all just let me know. I'm not that great of a writer, I know but hopefully this crazy idea that I want to do so badly turns out all right.

Anyway, I hope you are all doing all right. Talk to you later.

Isn't it Interesting...

I am a little bit sorry my blog lately has been spiritual deeper stuff, but that isn't bad. Sorry about not having many jokes, and weird stories though... What can I say? I've just been really wanting to write about spiritual stuff, I'm a lucky man I have felt the spirit a lot lately, its been a great June. So my blog this evening will be no different. May I just try to share with you one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me, it may even be the greatest.



I will start with Savior of the World, I can not say it enough, I love this production, it is absolutely amazing I feel the Spirit every time I watch it, or am a part of it. I have a few favorite parts but I love the end of the show, it is so amazing and that was just the beginning of this awesome night. Let me put the lyrics on here, they are not nearly as great as when we do it in the performance, but they're good enough. I hope you all will make the show.

Come, Lord Jesus End of Act II

Come, Lord Jesus Great Redeemer,

Light of morning from the East

We will be Thy children ever!

Dry our tears, all weeping cease.

Come in glory to the Earth,

Come to us to rule and reign,

Ready us to kneel and greet thee,

Come, Lord Jesus come.

Jesus, once of humble birth,

Now in glory comes to earth,

Once he suffered grief and pain,

Now he comes on Earth to reign!

Now he comes on Earth to reign.

Come, Lord Jesus Come.

This song became most personal to me when it really hit me what it was about. Its the Second Coming, I think its one of the most personal songs in the play because the whole play we are acting out the lives of others, but here in this song its all us, its the Second Coming when we will see the Lord again. We all knew him once.

Sister Z. (pretty much our director and leader of the play) came on the stage and talked about a part of the show where three apostles see Christ resurrected and feel the prints left in his hands. She had us do the same thing. We kneeled on the stage and one by one did the same thing, Brother Hunsaker has the sacred responsibility of portraying the Savior, he has a great Spirit. They played the last two songs as we did this. I'll admit it, I balled like a baby, I flat out balled. The Spirit there was so strong it was just amazing. I wish everyone could feel what I felt, this blog doesn't even come close. It was my turn and I walked up to the Savior, I felt his hands and hugged him and said what came out of my mouth. " Thank you, thank you so much." Phew it was... I don't even know the right word for it. I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to leave because the Spirit made me feel so great. The craziest thing. This wasn't really the Savior, it really wasn't the Second Coming, I can only imagine what it will really be like. I hope I can look up at the Savior guilt free. That must be the Celestial Kingdom like that room times infinity and it never leaves, that must be whats so great about it, and what an understatement great is.

There was a scripture that I read recently,

1 Nephi 20: 15-16

Starting at the end of 15 " I will not forget thee, O house of Israel. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me."

I know its true, its a great, the Lord will never forget us, He went through the Atonement for us, I challenge that if you need any guidance or help turn to Him, the Atonement wasn't only for sinners but for those who grieve, He went through that for us so He would know what its like, turn to Him. I hope you have felt maybe just a fraction of the spirit.

" He Lives, I know that my Redeemer lives."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0NoxhsH8rE

I've Got Problems Too...

You know I have problems, who doesn't who is perfect in this world? Just about no one that I know of. Except of course our ultimate example. So the whats the point I'm trying to make? I have not even the slightest idea, for some reason I just felt like talking a little about things that I mess up and struggle with, maybe the point of this list is I need to work on these things and continue on my one goal. To Improve.



I'm a smart Alec to my parents, don't know if I'll ever be able to really change that one that much. Its just to much fun.



I argue with friends and family a little too much.



I'm possibly a hypocrite from time to time. See for example I believe people buy a whole lot of crap they don't need, but hey I like nice stuff. Maybe as long as I'm giving time and money back to the people who need it its all right. Cause I don't want a giant house or anything like that but I would defiantly go buy a 5 grand bike. So where does it stop?

Possibly judgemental from time to time, that one is hard, it takes a lot of work to never judge anybody, the good thing is I usually can catch myself doing it.

The list would really actually continue, and go ahead if you would like to add anything, I could probably maybe use a "Dutch Uncle"

Overall though I think I'm a pretty good kid, and life is just going pretty good right now, I can just really feel my spirit growing, Savior of The World has just been pretty fun and I have felt the Spirit a few good times there. Summer is going Great! I may be busy as a bee, ( can't believe I really used that simile) but I'm finding plenty of time to relax with friends. So far June has been good work, Savior/Spirit, can't get much better.

Anyways I really hope everything is going good for everyone. Just let me know if you need anything. Enjoy Summer.

Just Another Blog? Or a Message That Someone Might Need?

Whats up with endings? Why do I hate them so much. I hate endings for some reasons to books, school years, camps. I just hate maybe missing those memories and missing out. Its just hard to express, and yet... I'm afraid of the idea of never ending. Yup that's it I'm afraid of forever, I don't know why I just can't wrap my head around it, but I don't think about it much and I know it should probably be a pretty good time. Even though I don't like endings, new beginnings are just as good.

My new beginning as of right now, summer. Plans and hopes for this summer as of right now, try not to be too swamped in June, even though it should be a good experience. Mountain Bike, ride bikes, get pretty healthy, get outdoors a lot (even if that's basketball in the neighborhood) enjoy myself, and have some spiritual experiences. This summer should be a good one like the rest I hope.

Last thought, the widow's mite. I don't know where it came from just been thinking about money a little bit, not in greedy ways or anything just thinking really. I'm sure most of us know and understand the parable if not just let me know. Anyways its major message I think is something that we could really use these days. Its not about giving a lot its about giving your all. Its an idea that works for anythings sports, service, charity, work ethic anything. I don't know why just felt like sharing it, have a great day friends.

Just another Blog? Or a Message That Someone Might Need? Even if its a personal message to myself.

This One's for You Socks

So what can I say? I just have a lot on my mind and just a lot going on. Most importantly I'm finding myself to be pretty happy... Apparently I don't show it? Or maybe I'm just kidding teased about it? Would you like to let me know Morgan? Either way, what do I care? I know if I'm happy or not, I know how I feel on the inside so lets not worry about. Sure I keep screwing up but I know God loves me and I know I can figure it all out and it will just work. I know happiness comes and I'm doing pretty good. New thing I've realized. I'm not a huge fan of others not being happy with themselves. Its weird I don't know why, I just want to help, maybe help them find themselves and other things I don't its hard to explain my whole thought on this.

Other news: Goodbye June. Have fun working, mowing and Savior of the World. It should be an awesome experience but I'm not going to say I wasn't bummed that I wasn't just going to chill, please bless me anyways Lord.

Finished the Book of Mormon, kind of weird it just didn't feel like a book that should end, just felt like it should keep going. It was a pretty good book though, don't have a complete testimony on it though, need to do more of that pondering and praying, I will have to read it again.

Last and certainly not least, our cat Socks passed away Saturday. She got really sick really soon and kind of died all of a sudden. Life is just such a interesting idea, bodies that work and keep going just decide to stop, and of course it will always bring a topic of what happens after death. I pretty much have a complete testimony of where I will be going. I hope old pets will be there, unsure if it would be heaven without them. Its amazing how we can build relationships with animals like that. I always thought the greatest fear would be death. I think I have a new idea, I think not totally sure, but I think the greatest fear is to be alone. Its kind of a terrifying, desperate, sad thought. I think being alone would, well... suck. Even Socks, she was pretty independent I mean we saw her quite a bit but she wasn't a huge fan of people. When she first started dying though she went right up to my mom, and anytime my mom would leave her by herself she would yowl like crazy. That's just a thought though, I'm glad I'll never be alone in this universe.

In the words of my own father. "See ya, you pain in the butt."

Hope to see you on the other side Socks, Rest in Peace.

Too Busy.

Dang. I have been way to busy, thats why still this blog post shall be very short and sweet. Really though this ultimate business isn't working very well for me. I'm excited for the week to end have a good weekend and hope to have an opened up week next. Hope everything is going great, oh yeah and life is good, just crusing in a car and doing random things, is ton of fun. Life is great I hope yours is going good as well, anyways I will cya around.

Ahh... The Good Weekend.

Well its simply said, has been a good weekend. Nothing like relaxing with friends, snowboarding, listening to General Conference, Easter and family. Really no exciting stories but just a lot of good times. Of course it all started with a JAM session! How else would such a great weekend start? Really though that was awesome and I'm pretty sure me and Carli could possibly go on an acoustic tour whenever we wanted. I am tired of losing basketball, I must need to practice more, dang... Of course you top a terrible loss with a Whopper how else would it get done? Of course heavy powder on Saturday is nice to rock your board back and forth. The rest just kind of flew by, listening to the Prophet and other leaders of this Church and let the spirit into my house, spent time with my family including my uncle who's visiting from Colorado and I got my Patriarchal blessing today on Easter Sunday which I thought was pretty neat.

Really you want to know whats weird, something that's a pinnacle of my life I've always kind of thought I would censor on this. Which is of course my religion, I don't know why its just weird stuff. Honestly I know many don't read this but I hope I don't offend anyone with what I talk about or what I say and I hope sensitive subjects are no different. Well its weird I'm not sure where all my thoughts are and what I truly believe. Its weird cause I've been in a deadlock with myself trying to decide what I believe, what I want to do, what its just all about. This weekend has just been comforting and so relaxing and I don't know where it came from but I truly feel like its just hit me that its all true, just simple as that.

I think its a good challenge to really sit down and find out what you want for yourself, really just kind of try and do it. Honestly maybe religion and God isn't it for you. If it is though, even the slightest feeling that it might be I think its worth a chance, just to try and feel the comfort, and find God, and what our Savior has truly done for us and what I know he has done for me.

I suppose I will stop talking on this sensitive subject, I do believe that no matter what some principles of the Church and other religions are important and so true that no matter who you are you should follow them, namely, service and gratitude and a few more. Find out whats right for you and just do it and don't let anyone ever shoot you down. Dare to think and be different then what the rest of this world is like. They will point you out and try to shoot you down, just don't let them. The thing is most of the world isn't truly happy, so if your like the rest of them will you ever be truly happy? Anyways just a lot of strong thoughts on my mind, I hope you can all find some sort of happiness in your lives.

A Quick One

This is suppose to just be a quick blog today. I have a lot on my mind lately, you know things feel like there going good and then some small things happen and your day just feels crappy again. So today I was reading a friends blog of mine and I had always thought this thought but I've never actually said it. I found out that like my friend I'm pessimistic about the future of man kind, for the most part at least. There is just so much greed and hate, we buy crap we don't need. We're mad when a food we don't like is served for dinner, its just a killer if our car won't start that day. You know you hear the stories of children starving people having to walk miles to just get a drink of water, and its all just a world away, out of sight out of mind right? I wish I could do more sometimes, I wish I could help more maybe and buy less crap and feel like I'm doing something good. That's all an excuse though, its all excuses we will always say " I wish I could help." There's got to be some way, some how I can do something more. Maybe I'll just keep my eyes open, I feel like I stress the little things about the commandments I follow. I feel like sometimes my service isn't that great, and I'm not doing enough for my fellow man. I don't feel like I'm out helping him enough. I want to do more of the "feeding the hungry and liberating the captive."

You know what the funny thing is about this is, I was about to write about something a bit different, I was about to stress my little problems about how I'm not sure if everyone understands me, a different topic for a different time, but you start writing and you go somewhere else, and you think about your problems and their nothing. I heard yesterday a quote that was talking about our problems and making them so much bigger then they really are, it said something a long the lines of, " The only person that I can think of with a real problem, is buried in a cemetery." I can't really remember it now and that maybe way off, but that's the just of it. So smile and be happy I guess.

I suppose my challenge for myself and everyone else is keep two things in mind. Service, and Gratitude. Look at what you've got rather than that you don't, and just to try and help others out there.

The Festival of Colors...

Well its been exactly a week which has taken me by surprise, I really can't believe that one week of fourth term is already over. I'm already almost done with my first year of high school... Insane. I'm ready for summer though I need some things to do mountain biking, playing sports, having a good time I'm just ready. Anyways I guess I'll start with Friday of my weekend, which I didn't do much except try and obtain a free free Frazil which was a mission failure. On my way out of the first Chevron though I was quite surprised one I happened to look up and see a giant Ford right in front of me. Jumping back and totally a feared for my life I happened to exclaim " Gal thanks for the signal/blinker" I don't know one of those two, don't ask me why but the guy did happen to turn in front of me without a signal but it wasn't really his fault, I was just surprised. Trust me this isn't my first time of yelling things after being surprised, I should work on this... Well with my luck this guy happened to have his window down, either one waiting for someone to yell at, or just enjoying a nice breeze come through his truck really that's just my guesses at why his window was down. Well he wasn't too happy about my surprising yelling and critiquing of his driving. To which he yelled at me "what was that!?" I thought he was done with that and would continue driving on... Na He was mad enough to stop his truck and put it in reverse to hear my answer. I very bravely said with a great defiance, I said " you should use your blinker." You know what I like about stories though you can make them sound how you want to and with the use of a few words you can change how you really sounded... Honestly I had just gotten pretty scared this guy had totally taken me off guard. So he said to me "thanks for being a considerate pedestrian" then a few other vulgar words which I decided not to put onto this blog and drove away.

I personally thought it was funny that he used words such as "considerate" and "pedestrian" and then cursed like a sailor, his vocab is very broad and massive if you can't tell. Anyways I hope you laughed at my pain and interesting story. Which brings me to a new topic of "fake swearing" Which I should probably work on seeing how it bugs me that I do it sometimes. I've never understood why I would say these things. Whats the difference between swearing and fake swearing? Is it the way the word sounds? really? I don't think that's the point of swearing its pretty much what you mean and some words are just as vulgar as any swear word. I really shouldn't use them. So I'm gonna work on that. At least I don't use the stupid ones like " Oh, Shiii-" You might as well just finish it. Really though swear or don't swear just make up your mind. So like I said I think I'm going to work on that, doesn't mean I'm getting rid of everything cause you have to stick to "dang" and "shoot" or what else would you mutter if you hit your thumb with the hammer.

Last and certainly not least or at least I hope its last, what I write about always gives me something else to write about... Such as my story and then fake swearing. Anyways I went to the festival of Colors on Saturday with my sister and a few of her friends, it was totally awesome. The festival of colors is a part of the celebration of Holi, what I would call a Hindu celebration, it was at the Krishna Temple in Spanish Fork. It is pretty exciting it includes throwing chalk in to the air in a celebration and welcoming of spring, which I am ready to do. Its pretty awesome you just have to be there it was a lot of fun. Highlight story of yesterday would be when the guy my sister is dating lets call him Dudely, no really his name is Kyle and that's what we're going to call him. Well Kyle is walking behind us when some guys were saying "we need some color, give us some color" in a high, stiletto voice, you know it sucks not being able to use your voice, maybe I should start a video blog. Anyways you should trust me I'm about 98% sure these guys were gay. After he was kind enough to throw some beautiful color on them he even went so far to ask for a hug which he gave him and gave him even more color, I wish you were there it was so much funnier then this story is. Kyle isn't gay either just so you know, that's why he's dating my sister.

Anyways here's some Festival of Colors picture I kifed from someone Else's blog I kind of wish I had a camera with me.

Just. A Lot.

And Remember Kids This Blog Is...

Have you ever just had one of those rough days? Of course you have. I feel bad when I feel like I've ruined someone else's day... Or just being a jerk or just screwing things up for other people. I don't know I just feel like I'm a total jerk sometimes, maybe not but I just feel like I'm just not doing any good for anyone or any thing. Your just not thinking so your just stupid about things sometimes. Oh. Well I hope I'm not ruining your lives too bad or anything or screwing up your nights at all.

Anyways on much, much lighter notes I will hopefully and just maybe succeed in being funny? Isn't funny a funny word? Aren't we a funny people? Really have you thought about what we do for entertainment? We watch t.v. shows like I don't even understand that we watch other peoples lives and laugh at things. We really just sit there and watch not saying its not enjoyable but it is kind of a weird thought, or playing video games nothing like pushing a bunch of buttons... Even sports I love putting a ball through a hole n' all but I don't understand how that's fun... Maybe I'm alone in this thought process, maybe it does just seem like fun when you think about it... but for me it just sounds weird, sorry I think too much and have weird thoughts and ideas sometimes...

Anyways that was completely off topic I just felt like putting that in there and so I did. Anyways back to being funny. Or rather just telling stories. Did you know that you cannot not ship goods wholly, or partially made by prisons or prison labor to Australia? Who would of thought... You also cannot ship goods made by a brand named Anzac, used bedding and new OR used fruit cartons. Just letting you know. You also can't ship holy books to the middle east but that's a different story... There was also this one time I had to write a story in English, the story would be based on a bunch of random numbers I had picked. My Character: A new mother, My Setting: a wedding reception What happened: A big meal My problem/conflict: how things have changed... I didn't know what to write about, I mean what the heck this is what I wrote about ladies after the meal at a wedding talking just talking and soon in their conversation they talk about how times have changed. I mean holy cow Justin are you really that unoriginal? You know who I truly feel bad for in this whole mess, no, not me I feel so bad for my English teacher who has to read that story, I mean really its like two pages of girls talking. Really what was I supposed to do, at the wedding have a hardcore rock concert or a war going on and have a lady shout "My how these weddings have changed!" then she gets popped in the head... Yeah that's a great story for an English class. I guess I could of maybe been a bit more creative but hey I'm pretty sure that story was doomed from the start. Maybe I'll throw in some Harry Potter next time it really could of used some wizards.

Really things are good and life is good just ignore the top but I'm not going to remove it, I would just to like you all know that I'm sorry when I'm a jerk and hopefully I stay cool, and think before I talk. I hope I'm creative again, hopefully I made the college quote book again (let me know if you ever read this Carli) and remember "everyone has parents," really Carli you should let your friend know about that...

Also: I was spell checking and it said your name's spelt wrong. Sucks for you! just kidding of course.

Life and All of its Adventures

Its a time of being unsure and questions. Today is a time for change some say. We are often confused, or at least I know I am. Life is a roller coaster and it is full of highs n' lows. Speaking of highs n lows I would suggest the song "High's n' Low's" by Kid Cudi. If you can handle swearing rough terms and not perfect lyrics. Great song I don't agree with all the lyrics but I love some of them. "I be low when I cant seem to make a way"; "I be low when I realize I'm by myself"; "I be high when I get what I couldn't before"; there is so many more just maybe check it out... Seeing what the future holds, having hope how lows keep us humble. Its a pretty sweet song.

So what does the future hold for us?... For me? I don't know, I don't think any of us really do. You know I wish I could kind of be one of those people who will just see when they get there. Its kind of a nice way to live you just enjoy the journey. I'm such a dang planner it would never happen. I guess I'm just at a standstill in my life, I'm just unsure about somethings and just struggling. I love my religion and Utah, just not sure about all the people in Utah. They either think they are too cool for the rest of us, or there's just too much of a Mormon culture bubble and such competition and judgement that people don't even realize that they shouldn't be doing that. That is of course a generalization.

I would like to be more funny on this blog. If I even am funny... Sometimes I think I am and sometimes I think I'm just lame. Its kind of hard to be in that weird mood and just say whatever and be funny and weird. Its nice to have a blog you can just open up in it and for the most part be pretty honest. I dono its good to laugh I know that much. No matter how crazy life is just do your best to laugh through it.

Anyways just get use to life's adventures and enjoy them why don cha'? Figure out what you like in life and go for it and don't worry too much about getting there, cause there's a long road that you have to take and you might as well enjoy it. "Figure out what your priorities are, and forget everything else." Whatever those are, just do it. Of course this isn't all me I just wish it was sometimes. Anyways I do hope you have a good one and enjoy laugh, we will try to be funny next time...

Fake...?

Dang... Does anyone else get tired of the world and how fake it is sometimes? I know I am, its ridiculous. Now I know this wasn't any of my business but today in health we were in a lab on a nutrition website, that also had a weight loss advertisement. Well first off maybe I should start out by saying the girl sitting next to me was pretty skinny. Random yes but I'm sure your putting two and two together. My eyes start to wander and I saw the girl had this add up her weight 120 lbs. her goal 100 lbs. Holy cow man I swear her ribs would be showing if she ever made it to that weight. I'm sorry I know its none of my business but we all get a little too curious sometimes. Honestly what has the girl thinking she has to be 100 lbs? T.V. is fake and all the Hollywood, for some reason we think we have to look like them? We even know that magazine covers are usually Photoshopped.

We are all fake we compliment someone, and when they turn their backs we tell a different story, for some reason we think we have to outdo everybody in everything, now sports and all that competition is great but we show it in what we own, where we live, what we wear, it always has to be better then someone Else's. We think we are great for helping someone in our neighborhood out, but we turn away in disgust if a man hasn't showered and is living on the streets. We are usually what we hate, most the time we are hypocrites, we see other people's problems easier than we see our own. I know I'm guilty of it, but before you start thinking about how bad I am for doing it maybe you should think about yourself.

The list goes on and on, I'm not saying you're convicted of everything on the list or anything else of the sort. I'm sure there are plenty of great people who may not have any of these traits, but most of them are natural and need to be washed out. I wish we could revolt sometimes and just overcome some of this crap realize we're not perfect we don't need all of that, because look at what we do have. Just realize that what they show us isn't always real and that we don't have to look like that or be that rich to be happy. Wish we could be real and only say things to people we would say to their face. Anyways, I guess I'll just shut up right about now and move on with life just remember some of it, I hope everyone has a great weekend and enjoys what happens.

3 Day Rule...?

Well just in case you ever wanted to know this is a Ginkgo tree, if fall of course, they look pretty sweet in fall. I really have no previous affiliations with Ginkgo trees, if fact to be honest with you when I first read the name I kind of thought it was a drug.

Anyways I've just been really feeling like getting on and blogging again, since in the end right now its just a journal for the most part maybe one day I'll be a major hit... I'm guessing I have broken a major rule the 3 day rule... Is blogging like going on a date? Was I suppose to wait 3 days till I made another post, just like how I'm suppose to wait 3 days to call the beautiful, oh so wonderful date I just had? I don't have much experience in that field to be honest with you, maybe that's why I'm already failing on the "blog rules" so if I am breaking any major blog rules please, oh please bear with me.

I would say this was a great weekend, Friday night was great living it up had lots of laughs, I can't remember have the jokes but I know it was a good night. I just love getting in a weird mood like that though and just laughing it up, telling weird stories, saying funny things you know college quote book worthy... Went to Olive Garden, and saw Sherlocke Holmes with my sister and what I would say is her boy... Heck if I know. Had to wait about an hour at Olive Garden, looked like a dance got out, although me and my sister talked about ditsy girls, man that's the one thing I'm hoping for, I love goofing off and being "immature" if you would like to say but I could live with maturity in that, you don't need to shout out how good they look in a high voice, sorry hope I don't offend anyone. Anyways life is good hope you enjoy it and I hope I can too, have a great one.

Just call me Mr. Crafty

So this is my first blog post, hope its good enough. After having a great night and being told I made a college quote book I decided to make a blog. So far it seems better then facebook or anything, you can just open up more and be a little more honest, even more truthful to yourself. So be honest tell me what you want, but you don't have to be an absolute jerk. At least be honest and not fake, save the kind of crap for somewhere else. I guess it doesn't matter anyways I'm sure my followers won't grow that much.

Weird title? Yeah I know, I was put up to it by a friend of mine, probably the only one reading this... It can fit me I know I have the creativity, I can write a story about a crying robot who soon becomes the best muscian in the world. I lack creatvity and I can explode with it the problem is, I'm one of those guys who like to tell themselves they don't care what the world thinks, but usually does. I was a little nervous about some of things I said, but just decided to go for it. Thats it for now I guess, I'll write some more stories, I hope I can come out funny and creative I know its in me just hard to open up. Expect some more Mr. Crafty's and some stories for now... I'll just talk to you later, have a good one.