Monday, December 17, 2012


Wait.. this isn't forreals is it? There's no way! This class has not been going on for a whole semester. Paris has been such a blast. At the beginning I didn't expect to get much outta Paris to be completely honest. I thought hey this class will be a breeze and I can just blow through this class like I never took it and still get the high school credits I needed. Yet when we started to write on our blogs I realized for the first time how much writing can be a stress reliever.. I had a bad day where nothing was going right and I wasn't excited to have to write on my blog about anything, then I started writing and everything just kinda cleared up like nothing ever happened. It was crazy. It sounds cliche but seriously I never realized I could enjoy writing this much. It doesn't matter whether or not I was good at writing because the times that I felt most at peace with Paris were the times that I was actually writing for myself rather than to please my audience.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

"Now this is the Law of the Jungle—as old and as true as the sky;
And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die.
As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk, the Law runneth forward and back;
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack."

--In the novel The Jungle BookRudyard Kipling--

Monday, December 3, 2012

Another Siri

Sounds to me like "Siri" is getting ready to take over the world.

 Believe by The Bravery

the faces all around me they don't smile they just crack
Waiting for our ship to come but our ships not coming back
We do our time like pennies in a jar
What are we saving for [x2]

There's a smell of stale fear that's reeking from our skins.
The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sins
We sit and grow our roots into the floor
But what are we waiting for? [x2]

So give me something to believe
Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more
To keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe

Something's always coming you can hear it in the ground
It swells into the air
With the rising
Rising sound
And never comes but shakes the boards and rattles all the doors
What are we waiting for [x2]


I am hiding from some beast
But the beast was always here
Watching without eyes
Because the beast is just my fear
That I am just nothing
Now its just what I've become
What am I waiting for
Its already done



Sunday, November 25, 2012

I am so lonely


This is the most wonderful gift from god. If there was no such thing as FIFA I don't even know what I would do. It is such a time waster but such a fun game. You need to give me a challenge in FIFA to earn my respect.