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Good Day

First hour we played golf with amazing pvc 'balls' that sound kool when you hit them. It was amazingly chill and fun. Second hour we ditched a boring advisory with guymon who would undoubtedly talk all hour to play super smash bros. Third hour i played my tuba. last hour soccer. amazing soccer. we won. i got a bleeding lip from davy's elbow. after school we went riding for an hour after making mac and cheese (my way). after riding work. after work NIGHT JEEPING! we got chased by an angry cult and almost got cornered in their land. our cousin-brother eric saved us with his wisdom. then trash can tipping! i hurt Muh ankle. it was and all around good day:)

Album

Well Failing Overpass has a set album track list. Our next goal is to record it. We also want to make a music video for Youth's Cure. It's gonna be awesome. I've got it all in my head and I just have to say that if I can get it to video the way it is in my head then I will have outdone myself.

On Being Old and What it Takes to Get There

Stormi asked the question that went along the lines of "do you ever wonder what old people have been through in their lives?"



How many old people have a story to tell? How many old people have lived a life full of regret because they didn't teake the chances they should have?



My Grandpa once said that there was nothing better in this world than country music. (Refering to the original country music i.e. Johnny Cash, Howard Owens) My Grandpa played his music in Nashville and topped both Cash and Owens on the top 50 charts more than once. One day my Grandpa had the impression that he shouldn't be doing what he was doing. He felt that he should give up his music career to spend more time with his family. I sometimes wonder whether my Grandpa had any regrets. Now he's gone and I never got the chance to talk to him about any of it. I never really understood or knew the extent of how good he was, or what he gave up for his family. If he hadn't, then I wouldn't be here. At least, I wouldn't be in Blanding. I would be in the city. I'm glad I didn't grow up in the city. I want to move to the city, but I am very glad I didn't grow up there.



He loved his family more than anything. H was the best father and Grandfather that anyone could ask for. He was also an amazin singer. I wish I could have inherited his voice. At any rate, he moved to Blanding, Utah. Maybe I could be his musical proxy.



So many people are so worried about the future. I say, as long as you have food and a place to sleep, then what's the big deal? In 10 or 20 or 30 years what difference will it make? Do you want to have a life full of memories or do you want to have a long comfortable life with nothing much to show for it?

I just realized what Stormi meant when she said not all commercials that open with a bald eagle are about America...

I played my drums forever and yet i want to play them more still...

yes it is after midnight and yes i am still watching the office and no i still haven't read my history. Yes i am going to do it again tomorrow.

I haven't been sleeping much. I feel like dallas. 4 and 6 hour nights. I feel really sorry for his sleeping pattern

I still say temperpedic has nothing on watereds

There is a difference in spending time doing nothing but enjoying it and doing nothing and not enjoying it. Ugh... Wasted time.

Going to my grandparents house. I don't like them very much... Long story. A couple of long stories actually but i don't want to go

For serious! I love phones!

Hallucination?

I woke up at nearly 1 o'clock this morning and read a text I got from Dallas. It said something along the lines of "I dropped something on my foot and it hurt so bad I didn't want to look to see what it was. When I finally looked, it was a pillow."

I couldn't find the text when I tried to read it again, but I did answer him. Weird. I don't understand why this happened.

The Horizon is Just the Beginning

We look off as far as we can see and we say to ourselves, "someday".