Expect More

So I've basically decided I'm going to start blogging more again. Who knows why I'm so interested in restarting this practice. I haven't even been reading blogs in a while, I had to catch up on reading all of my friend's blogs. (Sorry Miriam for not giving any advice on what you should do for your summer trip, hope you decided wisely). Really though I do enjoy the art of blogging, if you could be so bold to call it an art (at least its pushing the envelope when I say my blog is an art form). So basically expect more blogs from me, they may not always be long because I simply don't have the time and there is no chance in the holy name of SSSPPPOOOORTS that I will spend the time editing my posts before I post them, so I'm you have fun trying to find out what I actually meant to spell compared to what I did spell. So just expect some more simple gambits of fun blogging, reflection, jokes and advice that spills out of pretty crazy people.

I also realize I have a conflict with blogging. How do I know if my jokes that I'm trying to joke about are actually funny? I have this problem of wanting to be funny, you know its quite hard. The problem is I can hear no laughter when people read my blog. I don't get text updates from www.brainsurgeryisconfusing.blogspot.com saying "People are laughing like crazy at your blog, Congratulations!" Now that would be nice... Basically I find my funny to work off of what other people give me, if I am being funny it is usually by being quick and making a joke from what somebody else said. So hopefully from blogging I will learn to be a crafty story teller who can make hilarious stories, and just learn to be a funny blogger. After all than I could perfect the perfect three of blogs, reflection, humor, and awesome advice! (I have no idea if that's the perfect 3 but that is my goal for now.

And to wrap up, I'm a little tired of school and hate the stresses of the last week of term. Wish me luck on getting all my work done. I was planning a large rant on how I'm stressed but writing the first two paragraphs of this blog have melted my stress so now I have nothing to rant on except for ranting itself. Basically I don't want to do my homework that I have for the next week and I kind of dropped the ball on my last math test, hope I pull of a swell grade in that class.

So basically Cudi and Mary J. Blige both describe my feelings of stress quite well...

All alone tryna' hide from the shadows

Ain't no use, it seems everywhere they follow

They know where I be at

Affect my mind, tryna' get me (get me)

(Kid Cudi & Mary J. Blige)

These worries are heavy

They rest on my shoulders

My pride, it won't let me

Fall victim no more

On the bright side going to Moab this weekend, oh man I can't even wait. Also, its end of the term this week, that means only one more term til the end of the school, and my great summer will begin. It's going to be a grand ol' time.