Wow.

I like to express myself. I'm not sure why, but I have a constant desire to speak, whisper, sign, mouth, photograph, draw, act, sing, play, or scream the innards of my brain for the world to experience. Fortunately, I have this blog to use as a means of expression on occasion. Right now, a plethora of things are swimming through my mind and I think I want to share them with you! First off, what an awesome weekend! It started out with two energetic kids named Kelsey and Blake. Friday night we decided that we must have an adventure. So, we drove. To Heriman. To visit Phoungers. After experiencing the glory that was the secluded Le backyard, we returned to our beds for a restful night of sleep, which was much appreciated after an absolutely bonkers week known as Mr. Hillcrest. That is where Saturday ties in. The day consisted of waffles, Alice in Wonderland, a rock concert, stompin', and Hitch. I must say, Alice in Wonderland was quite lovely, I thoroughly enjoyed it. That movie is right up my alley; craziness, England, and obscure adventures. In other words, all my favorite things! Anyways, after filming an awesome Taylor Swift parody (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snMNx1gD1J0) with two of my best mates, the Mr. Hillcrest week ended well with another mate of mine, TK!, winning and myself finishing in the top five. Thus concludes my weekend synapsis. I hope I have not bored the reader too much, but I must go on.
I considered poetry. But that seemed.... a little fruity. Sorry Blake. Then, I turned to photography. Pictures can express so many things that words cannot, but words can also express so much that pictures cannot. Even though they do make a post much more interesting to look at. Sorry Albert. With no poetry or pictures, I am forced to express my thoughts through babble. Most of this should not make the final draft of the post, but I am much to lazy and underpaid to go back and delete useless sentences like this. Time for the meaty vague stuff that you all will be asking me about later. I am frustrated! Now don't get me wrong, I am a very happy man. I absolutely love every aspect of my life! Being a 18 year-old senior in high school is very... invigorating. It only happens once so ya gotta live it up. But there is this constant inkling of something that is tickling my mind. Its like when you have your first crush in the second grade, and all you can think about is her. You go to school everyday so incredibly excited just to get a glimpse of her face. You throw notes at her head, and serenade her at recess. Nothing will come of it, you know, but still the feeling is there. The problem is, I am now in high school. Everyday I wake up with an inkling. I get excited to go to school, but when I arrive, her face is missing. That same frustrated desire returns to my chest. I want to be with her so badly, but I know that nothing can come of it. And yet, somthing has come of it. The past few months of my life have been filled with that something. We don't have a name for it, and its boundaries appear very loose to the wandering eye. Traditional boundaries are out of the question, but we have to find a way to eliminate the uncertainties. From her perspective, everything makes sense. She knows just how she feels, and where she wants things to go. This is good. The only problem is, I don't know just how she feels and where she wants things to go. I think I know how it is, but there are troubling aspects. I wish we could just talk, and from that talking understand all the dynamics of the situation. For instance, how is it that you can like somebody, and yet devote so much attention to others? When I like somebody, they are the primary recipeint of my interpersonl attention. I have been told that this is how it should be. And yet... there are guys that talk to her and hang out with her more than I do! Am I being selfish? I think I am. Life is so very exciting this way. I find it difficult to peel my mind off the subject of love. I have learned to deal with it, to go against instinct. All I can say to you is, let's bring it back. Make some more memories. Who wouldn't want that? I know you do, so let's make it happen.
I must apologize once again. This post is OFF THE WALL! I really dislike dramatic posts that make life appear so despair-filled. So just remember, I don't take things to seriously. Take a look back at some posts from a year or so ago. You will find a calm, collected, series of literature that are perfectly lovely to read. But this... This is so much different. This post reflects my state of mind. A little overwhelmed with joy, activity, and youth. Good day to you all!