A Thought

Our life on earth is a piece of heaven that we have been given to test us to see what we will do with it. 

I colored it and made it fancy because that way more people realize that it's important.

Thank You, Ralph.

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a little better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is the meaning of success." -Emerson

I just needed that right now. Maybe you do, too. I don't know.

My Soul's Complaint

For those of you who read the title of this post and were expecting some beautifully crafted soliloquy that will  enlighten your mind and nourish your soul and stir up your emotions in such a way as you've never felt, well, I'm afraid I'm going to have to let you down. I just wanted to complain about having to prove that I'm not a robot every time I try to comment on somebody's blog, because for some reason it becomes increasingly difficult to read the distorted words so that I can enter them into the little box. Why in the world would somebody make a robot that comments on people's blogs anyway?! That's ridiculous! Plus I think it's pretty obvious that I'm not a robot. I mean, if I were a robot, wouldn't I be better at math or something?

Two Does Do and a Doe Does Too.

Some things in life just don't make sense. Like the fact that probability doesn't work. You really realize that your own speculations can often be more accurate than mathematically calculated numbers when you flip enough pennies. Luck is better than math, and figuring things out for yourself is better than believing everything you're told. I still have no way to verify the existence of Australia, there are many more colors than you've seen, and gravity doesn't work how you think it does. But if you're content, just ignore this post.

People Sometimes Have the Same Thoughts

Sometimes something good comes from a catastrophe. 

If you need a friend, 

Don't look to a stranger.

You know in the end, 

I'll always be there.

And when you're in doubt,

And when you're in danger,

Take a look all around, 

And I will be there.

I'm sorry but I'm just thinking of the right words to say;

I know that they don't sound the way I planned them to be,

But if you wait around a while, I'll make you fall for me,

I promise you, I promise you I will.

When your day is through,

And so is your temper,

You know what to do, 

I'm gonna always be there.

Sometimes if I shout, 

It's not what's intended.

These words just come out,

With no gripe to bear. 

I'm sorry but I'm just thinking of the right words to say,

I know that they don't sound the way I planned them to be,

And if I have to walk the world to make you fall for me,

I promise you, I promise you I will. 

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love

When I'm afraid to fall

But watching you stand alone

All of my doubt

Suddenly goes away

Somehow

I have died every day

Waiting for you

Darling don't be afraid

I have loved you 

For a thousand years

I'll love you for

A thousand more

All along I believed

I would find you

Time has brought

You heart to me

I have loved you

For a thousand years

I'll love you for

A thousand more.

And sometimes something wonderful comes from something wonderful

You, doin' that thing you do,

Breaking my heart into a million pieces

Like you always do.

And you, don't mean to be cruel,

You never even knew about the heartache

I've been going through.

Well I try and try to forget you, girl, 

But it's just so hard to do

Every time you do that thing you do. 

I know all the games you play,

And I'm gonna find a way to let you know

That you'll be mind someday.

'Cause we could be happy, can't you see?

If you'd only let me be the one to hold you

And keep you here with me

'Cause I try and try to forget you, girl,

But it's just so hard to do

Every time you do that thing you do

I don't ask a lot girl, 

But I know one thing's for sure.

It's the love I haven't got, girl,

And I just can't take it anymore

'Cause it hurts me so just to see you go

Around with someone new,

And if I know you you're doing that thing,

Every day just doing that thing,

I can't take you doing that thing you do. 

And sometimes your life has absolutely nothing to do with any of the songs stuck in your head. 

But sometimes it does. 

Swiss Army Folks

Wouldn't it be handy if every person were the same person? Except not really. I mean like how a swiss army knife works. You have all of the gadgets together, and they're all still completely individual and completely unique and themselves, but they're just all there when you need them. You never see the knife without the fish scaler and the can opener. What I really mean is that it's hard to get to know somebody because as you do the other people that you know start to drift away and forget you. You can't make progress and bond with every person at once, because everyone's just shooting off in billions of different directions and you just have to grab a few people and stick with them while everybody else shoots away.
I just want to meet everybody, and be friends with everybody. Well, I won't forget any of you, even if you shoot so far away that you end up on the other side of the universe. That's about all I can do.

Where Did This Come From? I Don't Know, But It's Great.

Everything has something to do with everything else in one way or another. Take for example Tomatoes and Automobiles. At first, one may think, “there is no correlation whatsoever between the sandwich ingredient and the transportation device,” but upon further investigation, we discover that one could not exist without the other. How can this be, you ask? It’s very simple, really. You see, there has always been confusion as to whether a tomato is a fruit or a vegetable. To get to the root of the issue, scientists needed a way to get to the tomato plantations from their labs, and also to orchards in California to compare their findings to standard fruits, hence the automobile was invented.

Now, the flip side to the story is just a slight bit more confusing. You think that tomatoes could exist without cars? Well, you’re rather incorrect, and I’m afraid that I am going to have to make you look foolish now. After cars had been invented for a while, people who were jealous because they couldn’t afford cars began to spread nasty rumors that cars are bad for the environment. These rumors eventually escalated to the point where many believe that cars are straight up evil, and have also spawned the dreaded disaster that is emissions testing. You see, before people were terrified of carbon dioxide, nobody really cared about the environment, but since cars came along people have tried to compensate for the destruction that cars do to the world by trying to be more aware of their environments, and as a result have taken to taking better care of plants, and even planting their own gardens, which naturally grow tomatoes. If automobiles had never come along, nobody would care about plants, nobody would plant tomatoes, no tomatoes would survive, and tomatoes would swiftly become extinct.

Maybe next time you’ll think twice before you squish a bug, because just possibly there is an extremely vital correlation between you and the tiny insect that you have no idea exists. If you squish that bug, it may lead to your life support vanishing entirely and the world collapsing around you. Remember, if you change anything, anything could change you. Status Quo is the way to go. 

It's never too late to be the way you wish you would have been.

And don't forget it. You can always become better, and smarter, and it is the mistakes in life that make us stronger, but only if we push through them, fix them, stop making those same mistakes, and move on. Life is like music, really. In just about every way. I'm feeling very metaphorical right now, and I'm convinced that were it not so late I could basically pull up a metaphor for literally anything right now.

The band banquet was wonderful. And all the tech went perfectly, for the first time ever. Mine and Kate's collaborative slideshow actually turned out to be pretty good. So did the book, but only like two people looked at that. Anyway, I feel like I did more for the banquet than I actually did, so I should probably go to bed. Just remember, the people who really did everything are named Maren Christensen. And also like Nick Walton and such. I love my fellow band council members. Best of luck to the new band council! It'll be fantastic, even without DF.

Three Things

I am very thirsty for chocolate. (That doesn't mean I want to drink it, because drinking straight liquid chocolate sounds like terrible damage, it just means that I would love anyone who felt it in their hearts to bake me a chocolate cake or something.) Speaking of Chocolate, the chocolate that Kristen gave me was very amazing. Thank you, you wonderful person. I've come up with a bartering system for favors: you give me chocolate, I'll do anything you'd like me to (granted that the chocolate was of high enough quality and you gave me enough.) Except if you don't give me chocolate and ask me to do you a favor, I'd probably do it anyway because I love you. But the chocolate would still be appreciated.

Sometimes when you take a walk with no destination in mind, you end up halfway up a mountain with the sun almost gone down. It's beautiful, and glorious. Chillin' with the deers and watching a beautiful sunset with the wonderful smells of spring blossoms drifting through the air, while standing on top of the very world and seeing just how small your life down below really is, and realizing just how many lives are happening down there, and how much you didn't even know existed before--does anything really get any better than that? I love adventuring. Probably more than I love chocolate. Chocolate is gross after you eat a pound or two, but adventuring just keeps getting more sweet. Only thing that would be better is if people would come with me!

Despite my many flaws, for some reason Kat still agrees to go on dates with me, so last night we had a wonderful time going to see my little brother Robert be Pinocchio at the Scera. Obviously because Robert was the star of the show, I was able to secure 4 cost-free tickets for myself, Riley, Kat, and Kenzie, which led to a wonderful and inexpensive date. Robert is quite the talented little kid, and I very much enjoyed the show. It was very well done, with quite the extravagant array of props and things. It was actually really sad in parts, and exciting in others, and scary in some (pleasure island) and epic in the curtain call. (Why are not all curtain calls dance parties with dubstep disney music and flashy neon lights? I don't know. Let's not try to know.) Anyway, after that we ate ice cream at Macey's and then went over to BYU campus to talk, and hang out, and look at starts, and abberantly run past the statue of Brigham Young to make him look like he's dancing. (Don't ask.) It was a pretty wonderful date. Thanks Kat!

If Ever There Was a Time for Tears

That was very likely the last time that I will ever perform on the Timpview Stage. I'm leaving. Graduating. Hundreds of my brothers and sisters will I never see again. This was so beautiful, too. Everything was so perfect, and so happy, and so sad. I am of course looking forward to meeting new people and everything, and I know that I really will see these people again someday, but it's very emotional for me nonetheless. I just wish I could do something more for each of these people. Something that they will never forget, and will change their beautiful unique lives for the better forever. I wish that I could really show everyone how much I love them, but no matter what I do is not enough.

I can't give them a real gift by just setting up lights for their shows. It's not even enough to pour my soul into the music we play, so that our musical gift is the best it can possibly be. But what can I do? I'm so very small. Just a tiny dot in a world that billions and billions of people have lived and will live on. Most of them I will never be able to see, or help, but I want to! What can I do? I want to know.

Sometimes I think that what I've done is special, or that I do a lot for other people, but I don't. I feel terrible when I look back at how many people I could've helped, but I was too caught up in my tiny little world of my own to notice. I was too selfish, or too "busy" to help one of my eternal siblings in a time of need. And here I am again, being "tired" when there's so much work to be done--that needs to be done and needs me to do it.

My thought train sort of ran away from me there. Basically, I will very much miss the Timpview Band when I have to leave, and all of the people in it. And all of the other people that I've ever met. I even miss the people who I haven't met yet and it's driving me insane! I know that there are so many people out there who I know and love, but I don't know how I'm going to find them!

I'm so very excited to serve a mission. I want to find my brothers and sisters, and make sure that we can get back to the celestial kingdom together. 

This is actually really deep

Rather a steak in a chalet than a gristle in a castle.

This is a line from the one act play, and at first I though that it was just more gibberish, but this line is really much more than that.

A chalet is a little cottage, by the way, for any of you who didn't already know that.

But think about it, it is far better to be a wonderful steak in a humble little chalet than a mere gristle in a majestic castle.


Right now I feel a bit like a gristle in a chalet. I think I should sleep now. 

An Unmovable Line

Back in the days when I was a closed-minded little child, lines bugged me immensely. Not like lines drawn on a piece of paper, but lines that you stand in to wait for something. Worst of all were the lines that didn't go anywhere, or moved extremely slowly, because it all felt so useless! I would often refuse to stand in lines because I didn't want to be in "The Waiting Place" from Dr. Seuss's "Oh the Places You'll Go." Now, I was right about the fact that wasting time standing in lines that don't go anywhere is not the thing for me, and there are definitely much more productive things that I could be doing. However, I finally decided to expand my horizons to the possibilities that maybe you could wait in line but still be productive, or even possibly make waiting in line for something an enjoyable thing to do! i.e you could potentially be holding a place in a line without waiting and wasting your time!

For example, I recently visited some friends who were waiting on the grass outside the movie theater so they could watch a midnight showing of the Hungry Games, and as an experiment I waited in this line with them, sitting on the grass and going nowhere, but merely holding a spot in a line, to see if waiting in a line could possibly be an exciting thing to do. And behold, it was. It was a very enjoyable social experience, and a good way to enjoy the wonderful weather. In other words, I was able to make something typically seen as horrendous (waiting in line for nothing) even more enjoyable than it would have been to chill at a friend's house. Just goes to show that you can always make something better out of any situation that you're in.