Hmm...
19 years.
It's really not that much time.
A third grader can count to 19.
They pride themselves on it too. Go ahead, ask a third grader to count to 19 and see what happens. They'll just scoff in your general direction as they count at some ridiculous speed, like it's impressive or something.
Stupid third graders.
Who do they think they are?
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Goodbye Young Tutor, You've Now Outgrown Me
"Shoot there's a bird in the road."
"It's not moving!"
"Move, bird!"
The bird didn't move...
I killed a bird today. With a vehicle. On accident, I swear!
It just stared at me. It stood its ground and played a game of chicken that didn't turn out well for him.
Oops.
Today was pretty much just one huge driving escapade. With a concert/food thrown in the middle. We spent hours driving through Sketchville, hoping to find the place we needed to go, and ultimately found our destination (USC) after 3 hours of driving around. If I was alone, I definitely wouldn't have made it.
Friends are probably the greatest gift to man. Even when I thought I was going to explode with frustration and anger, my friends kept me laughing and made me realize that everything is better when you have a little company. They kept me relatively calm. Granted, there may have been a few curse words that snuck past my lips, but at least it wasn't Cussfest 2010 up in there.
I'll be home in two weeks. Away from these people that make the longest detour of your life pretty worth it. I'm not looking forward to packing everything up and heading home, but I know that the relationships I've made are going to stick, and I can't wait for our next road trip.
Maybe with a little less of the whole, "Getting lost a million times" thing though.
"It's not moving!"
"Move, bird!"
The bird didn't move...
I killed a bird today. With a vehicle. On accident, I swear!
It just stared at me. It stood its ground and played a game of chicken that didn't turn out well for him.
Oops.
Today was pretty much just one huge driving escapade. With a concert/food thrown in the middle. We spent hours driving through Sketchville, hoping to find the place we needed to go, and ultimately found our destination (USC) after 3 hours of driving around. If I was alone, I definitely wouldn't have made it.
Friends are probably the greatest gift to man. Even when I thought I was going to explode with frustration and anger, my friends kept me laughing and made me realize that everything is better when you have a little company. They kept me relatively calm. Granted, there may have been a few curse words that snuck past my lips, but at least it wasn't Cussfest 2010 up in there.
I'll be home in two weeks. Away from these people that make the longest detour of your life pretty worth it. I'm not looking forward to packing everything up and heading home, but I know that the relationships I've made are going to stick, and I can't wait for our next road trip.
Maybe with a little less of the whole, "Getting lost a million times" thing though.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Life in Technicolor
Oh man...
Star Wars.
If you didn't think happy, awesome, force-powered thoughts when you read that, please fix whatever is wrong with you before continuing.
If there is one thing that defined my childhood, it was most likely Star Wars. How can you not be obsessed with it? It's like the epitome of everything you've ever wanted.
Lightsabers.
The Force.
Princess Leia (maybe not anymore...she's old now).
Exploding Death Stars.
I spent the last few days watching these great films and realized that I get super defensive of them. Example:
Stupid person: "Wow there's no way Darth Vader would die by just getting his hand cut off."
Me: "Holy crap, did you also see the insane amount of lightening that just went into his body??"
Stupid person: "There's no way that could kill him."
Me: "Okay Matt Ellison, get the eff out of this room if you're just gonna criticize the movie the whole time."
Yeah, I'm not okay with the whole "kicking Nick's childhood in the face" thing. It's like when people make fun of your dead dog you had as a kid. You don't do it.
"Hey remember that one time you had that awesome dog that you absolutely loved? And then do you remember when it died?"
Oops. Mistake. That's not supposed to happen.
Star Wars.
If you didn't think happy, awesome, force-powered thoughts when you read that, please fix whatever is wrong with you before continuing.
If there is one thing that defined my childhood, it was most likely Star Wars. How can you not be obsessed with it? It's like the epitome of everything you've ever wanted.
Lightsabers.
The Force.
Princess Leia (maybe not anymore...she's old now).
Exploding Death Stars.
I spent the last few days watching these great films and realized that I get super defensive of them. Example:
Stupid person: "Wow there's no way Darth Vader would die by just getting his hand cut off."
Me: "Holy crap, did you also see the insane amount of lightening that just went into his body??"
Stupid person: "There's no way that could kill him."
Me: "Okay Matt Ellison, get the eff out of this room if you're just gonna criticize the movie the whole time."
Yeah, I'm not okay with the whole "kicking Nick's childhood in the face" thing. It's like when people make fun of your dead dog you had as a kid. You don't do it.
"Hey remember that one time you had that awesome dog that you absolutely loved? And then do you remember when it died?"
Oops. Mistake. That's not supposed to happen.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Such Great Heights
Movies are phenomenal. If there is one thing that I am addicted to, it's film.
Whenever I see a fantastic movie that I love I get that excited/shakey feeling that I mentioned in an earlier write (read it!).
It's been a while since a movie has made me genuinely feel that, but I felt it tonight after watching Garden State. It's an awesome movie. If you haven't seen it, stop reading this right now and go watch it because it'll change your life (maybe not, but it's still great).
The second the credits rolled I was anxious for more.
It gave me hope.
Hope that I'll find something awesome and hold onto it. Not just in the girl area, but with life in general. I'm not even close to knowing what I want to do with my future. I might say I know, but I just have so many things running through my mind that it's hard to just pick one thing to do and run with it. I am constantly thinking and stressing about what I am gonna do with my future and I realized that I just have to chill and take life as it comes. Zach Braff's character, Andrew, is constantly stressing and kind of in a state of depression at the beginning of the movie. His development into a guy that knows what he wants and has hope for himself is great. He wants to start doing something unique and get away from his old life.
I may not know what I'm going to be doing or who I'm going to be with a few years down the road, but I have hope that I'll find that something that makes the wait worth it.
Whenever I see a fantastic movie that I love I get that excited/shakey feeling that I mentioned in an earlier write (read it!).
It's been a while since a movie has made me genuinely feel that, but I felt it tonight after watching Garden State. It's an awesome movie. If you haven't seen it, stop reading this right now and go watch it because it'll change your life (maybe not, but it's still great).
The second the credits rolled I was anxious for more.
It gave me hope.
Hope that I'll find something awesome and hold onto it. Not just in the girl area, but with life in general. I'm not even close to knowing what I want to do with my future. I might say I know, but I just have so many things running through my mind that it's hard to just pick one thing to do and run with it. I am constantly thinking and stressing about what I am gonna do with my future and I realized that I just have to chill and take life as it comes. Zach Braff's character, Andrew, is constantly stressing and kind of in a state of depression at the beginning of the movie. His development into a guy that knows what he wants and has hope for himself is great. He wants to start doing something unique and get away from his old life.
I may not know what I'm going to be doing or who I'm going to be with a few years down the road, but I have hope that I'll find that something that makes the wait worth it.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Pink Bullets
Why is it that whenever I want to go to bed, my roommates tend to be the loudest?
It's 2 in the morning?
Okay cool I'll just turn my hip-hop music up to eleven.
False.
Stop that.
I would prefer not to hear Usher rhyming about all of his hoes in the wee hours of the morning. Before I sleep, I usually like to listen to something chill.
Maybe some Damien Rice.
The Album Leaf is always a perfect choice for some pre-rem sleeping.
Local Natives anyone?
But come on...
Who wants to listen to Drake talk about making it big while also dropping some Degrassi references before they sleep? And no thank you, Andre Nickatina, I will not smoke that blunt or get down with some honeys. I just want the pumping bass to quiet down a little so my ears can stop bleeding.
Oh man...the mods cannot come faster.
It's 2 in the morning?
Okay cool I'll just turn my hip-hop music up to eleven.
False.
Stop that.
I would prefer not to hear Usher rhyming about all of his hoes in the wee hours of the morning. Before I sleep, I usually like to listen to something chill.
Maybe some Damien Rice.
The Album Leaf is always a perfect choice for some pre-rem sleeping.
Local Natives anyone?
But come on...
Who wants to listen to Drake talk about making it big while also dropping some Degrassi references before they sleep? And no thank you, Andre Nickatina, I will not smoke that blunt or get down with some honeys. I just want the pumping bass to quiet down a little so my ears can stop bleeding.
Oh man...the mods cannot come faster.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
The Good Times Are Killing Me
Oh man...
A lot of things happened this weekend that I'm not sure have really processed yet.
It began with being a Ninja Turtle and somehow evolved into the scariest situation I've ever been in involving strangers with masks.
That is my dream AND my worst nightmare all in one day.
Yikes.
The nightmare part ended up being some prank that totally worked, but camping might be ruined for me. I'm still not entirely sure.
Even though 17 guys were scared out of their minds, we ended up being drawn closer together, which was kind of the point of the whole thing. That's the thing about living in Smith. We do the craziest stuff and end up with the coolest stories/moments. We bond through near death experiences, masked men, dark tunnels, and never-ending mountains.
It may sound unappealing, but trust me, it's worth it.
A lot of things happened this weekend that I'm not sure have really processed yet.
It began with being a Ninja Turtle and somehow evolved into the scariest situation I've ever been in involving strangers with masks.
That is my dream AND my worst nightmare all in one day.
Yikes.
The nightmare part ended up being some prank that totally worked, but camping might be ruined for me. I'm still not entirely sure.
Even though 17 guys were scared out of their minds, we ended up being drawn closer together, which was kind of the point of the whole thing. That's the thing about living in Smith. We do the craziest stuff and end up with the coolest stories/moments. We bond through near death experiences, masked men, dark tunnels, and never-ending mountains.
It may sound unappealing, but trust me, it's worth it.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Colly Strings
It's interesting how the last few days of Spring Break have been the best.
They've been filled with new experiences, good food, and new friends, which makes me kind of not want to go back to school.
But only kind of.
As much as I love people here and love being in this area, I really do love school a lot. More? I'm not sure, but I know that after a week of being away from friends, I'm ready to be back. I'm ready to be back in a hall full of kind of (really) vulgar men, I'm ready to wake up to the sound of a crazy black man yelling about absolutely nothing, and I'm ready to sleep in a room that was built a little too long ago.
That place has become home for me. It's become a place of comfort. It may not be physically comfortable sometimes, but I love it.
Until actual school starts.
Then I might just hate it and transfer.
Just kidding.
They've been filled with new experiences, good food, and new friends, which makes me kind of not want to go back to school.
But only kind of.
As much as I love people here and love being in this area, I really do love school a lot. More? I'm not sure, but I know that after a week of being away from friends, I'm ready to be back. I'm ready to be back in a hall full of kind of (really) vulgar men, I'm ready to wake up to the sound of a crazy black man yelling about absolutely nothing, and I'm ready to sleep in a room that was built a little too long ago.
That place has become home for me. It's become a place of comfort. It may not be physically comfortable sometimes, but I love it.
Until actual school starts.
Then I might just hate it and transfer.
Just kidding.
Friday, April 2, 2010
I Want To Know Your Plans
The above title is not anything creepy/stalkerish. It's just a great song by Say Anything.
I didn't think watching an episode of Supernatural could give me any deep thoughts or interesting ideas, but surprises are always welcome.
They showed heaven in tonight's episode and it kind of got me thinking about what heaven actually could be. Yeah, it's gonna be fantastic and like nothing we can even fathom, but what if heaven was a place where we re-lived our happiest memories? What if it was a place where we could dream up anything, or be with anyone we wanted?
It was described as Disneyland on the show. A bunch of different areas, all connected, that lead to the Magic Kingdom.
For some people that could mean living in your favorite childhood house, and maybe for others it's hanging out with Doc Holliday for eternity.
Or maybe that's just Kelli Johnson
I didn't think watching an episode of Supernatural could give me any deep thoughts or interesting ideas, but surprises are always welcome.
They showed heaven in tonight's episode and it kind of got me thinking about what heaven actually could be. Yeah, it's gonna be fantastic and like nothing we can even fathom, but what if heaven was a place where we re-lived our happiest memories? What if it was a place where we could dream up anything, or be with anyone we wanted?
It was described as Disneyland on the show. A bunch of different areas, all connected, that lead to the Magic Kingdom.
For some people that could mean living in your favorite childhood house, and maybe for others it's hanging out with Doc Holliday for eternity.
Or maybe that's just Kelli Johnson
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Let's Make This Moment A Crime
It's 1:30 A.M. and honestly...I've been trying to write this thing all day.
I've stared at this white box, typing and then erasing words, not really finding the right thing to say.
And then I realized that this is a blog. It's not some BS'd college essay that needs to be stressed over, peer-edited, and marked with red ink. I don't have to over-analyze it like I do everything else. I can start typing and let my mind kind of wander off and find a cool place to settle down.
It's a little like Where the Wild Things Are. My mind can just go crazy and I can think up whatever I want to.
I know I'm not some little kid who gets sent to his room without supper and dreams of a land with misshapen creatures, but everyone needs a place for their imagination to run wild.
I've stared at this white box, typing and then erasing words, not really finding the right thing to say.
And then I realized that this is a blog. It's not some BS'd college essay that needs to be stressed over, peer-edited, and marked with red ink. I don't have to over-analyze it like I do everything else. I can start typing and let my mind kind of wander off and find a cool place to settle down.
It's a little like Where the Wild Things Are. My mind can just go crazy and I can think up whatever I want to.
I know I'm not some little kid who gets sent to his room without supper and dreams of a land with misshapen creatures, but everyone needs a place for their imagination to run wild.
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