It's a brave new world...

For some reason tonight, as I was driving home, that line popped in my head, and I thought, "Hmm...I should make that the title of my blog...even though it doesn't make any sense at all...". So there it is, a line from one of my favorite TV shows, Heroes.

Today, since I'm tired, my blog will be short, but to the point. (I seem to say this every night...and I usually make them long instead, but at least I can say that my intentions were there...) I just want to make a shout out to the two best book series of all time, (If you dared think of Twilight when I said that....) The Belgariad, and the Mallorean, both written by David Eddings.

If you haven't heard of these, let me fill you in on a few details. They are both 5 book series (so 10 total) written about the same characters, following the same timeline, just two quests that they do. There are also 3 books that follow after them which are also the same storyline. Yes, they fall in the fantasy genre, but it's so much more than that. There is some amazing character development, and you really begin to love the characters in the story. It has suspense, thrill, humor (you will literally laugh out loud several times while reading each book, especially when it involves a character named Silk) and many other elements to get you involved and loving the books.

I don't want to give you a plot description, because I don't want to give anything away, and if I give just a small detail, it could give away a lot when you read them. (that's how good they are) Very vaguely, they follow the boy, Garion, as he grows up and goes through life and has many adventures as he figures out the mystery of who he is, and what he is meant for. They are based soley in a Dark Ages time (with kings, castles, magic, wars, etc).

I know of several articles published about them in reading magazines, newspapers and such that praise these books. I believe one said, "The Belgariad is one of the most UNDERAPPRECIATED book series of our time...". That's one of the problems, you won't find them advertised anywhere. For that, I'm not really sure why, because I know of many MANY people who read them. Perhaps they are so good, that advertisements are not necessary.

Let's pull a few quotes from various sites on the internet to further my point.

"The Belgariad series is by far the best ever written. Eddings' style appeals to the senses as well as the mind. If you enjoy any type of fantasy reading, this is a series you can't pass up." -Teenink.com

"I found each book held my attention...I never lost interest, the pages were easy to turn, and I would willingly read it again." -Evelyn Keys, Suite101.com

"David Eddings' Belgariad is an incredible, five book epic series...Eddings writing style is engaging and full of dry wit...These are the sort of books where you'll find yourself having to stop as you read to to read paragraphs aloud to people so they can also appreciate Eddings' sly humor. And once you start reading, you'll find that you don't want to stop." -Laurie Thayer, Assistant Book Editor, Rambles.net

The praise goes on and on. You'll be lucky to find a bad review anywhere on these books. My family loves them so much, that we all read the series at least once per year. (not all at the same time of course) SO, if you like to read, or are looking for something to read, check them out.(you should just check them out regardless) The first book is called "Pawn Of Prophecy". It's about 300 pages, and can be found at most book stores. (Barnes and Noble is your best bet)

Also, if you've read them already, please post comments on what you thought here as you also know how great they are to help further the point.

P.S. No seriously, go find those books and start reading. You won't reget it.

Success!!

Today was a thrilling day. After many weeks of training and preparation, I opened a new account today at my desk, all by myself. (it sounds lame, I know, but trust me, it's not as easy as it sounds) I was quite pleased. I'm still rusty about it, but I'll get there in the end.

I'm feeling kind of dumb at the moment too. I just barely found the spell check thingy for this....

I honestly don't know what I want to blog about tonight. It must be one of those nights I suppose. (then again, it's also 2AM again...I'm officially naming it "Blogging Time") I just know that if I start typing without thinking, that a lot of weird thoughts are going to come out, and it's going to be horribly disorganized.

Let's see....thoughts thoughts thoughts. AH! I have one! Let's talk about Facebook.

Now this one is hard to blog about, because I'm part of the problem as well, but I'm going to do it anyway. Have any of you noticed how much Facebook (or Twitter, or MySpace, or whatever it is, I'll just use Facebook in this context, but I mean them all really...) is taking over the world? It's seriously like the new villian that a superhero is going to have to face or something. EVERYONE seems to be on it, and it's taking over their lives. (yes, you already know I'm on it as well) Some people spend HOURS on it! The media isn't helping either, nowdays you see ads about ANYTHING, and right at the end of the add you hear, "follow this product on Facebook". Even one of my favorite comedians, Stephen Colbert, spent almost ten minutes on one of his show once talking about how he was "Tweeting" something he wanted everyone to look at. I felt so betrayed. Now most phones have applications specifically for these sites (or just phone built just to use social networking sites). All websites now seem to have this bar that allows you to follow their website on all social networking sites. Even in the news now, they have comments that they put on from people "posting" about what they thought of a particular story.



Pretty soon the CEO of Facebook is going to be put in the oval office, and no one will notice the difference......(I bet Obama has a Facebook page that no one knows about....)


I seriously think everyone needs to give it a BREAK, slow down a bit, and stop letting it take over their lives. I didn't think it was THAT bad when I left on my mission, but when I got home, and older people began to use it (over 35), younger people began to use it (under 12), animals began to use it (like dogs), and even INANIMATE OBJECTS have started to use it (I'm currently a friend with "Nick's Bed").
Seriously, it's out of control. If you honestly take a step back and look at it, you'll see it.

But what do you think? What are your thoughts about social networking taking over the world? Feel free to comment and let me know! (I'm ending sooner than expected, but I'm falling asleep)


P.S. Just when the world thought it was safe...a new evil appeared....



P.S.S And before you say it, I don't consider my Blog to be part of thise evil. I do it because I like to write, and express my thoughts. In an odd sense, it's like I'm writing for a newspaper. This site just happens to be one that allows me to publish online.

TURTLE!!!

I'm quite happy now. After looking through some of my friends blogs, I noticed that they had this "Playlist" thingy that would cause their page to have music. After much searching, and many trial and errors, I was able to figure it out, and get it on my page. (No, I couldn't call or text anyone to ask...it was too late at night....again)

Today went pretty well. I took another trip in my car down in a southern direction for a homecoming of a sister from my mission. It was so cool to hear her speak in church, especially because she used a lot of lingo from the mission that I had forgotten about! ("flogged" was my favorite) Other than that is was the wonderfuly pork roast dinner that my dad makes, followed by a movie night. (We watched "9". I recommend it, although it's a Tim Burton film, so be prepared)

I'm not planning on making this a long blog tonight. I really need to get some sleep, and it's hard to focus tonight. (this seems to keep happening...) I'll start with a definition from Dictionary.com;

Awkward: Lacking skill or dexterity; clumsy, lacking social grace or manners, requiring caution; somewhat hazardous; dangerous, embarassing or inconvenient; caused by lack of social grace, marked by or causing embarassment or discomfort.

I felt inspired by a good friend of mine to write the blog today about this. (I don't have a lot to say about it though.) Awkward moments happen a lot to us in our lives. It's inevitable, it's going to happen. (especially if your name begins with A-N-D-R-E...:P) For me it's usually when somebody does something that makes me uncomfortable whether it's something they say, or something they start doing around me or to me. (Like slapping my butt and saying "good game". You know who you are....-_-) On my mission, when an awkward moment would happen, (which it tends to happen a lot in the field, especially on doors) as my companion and I would walk away from it, we would make the sign of the "Awkward Turtle" with our hands (as can be seen in the above picture). For example, the other night I was with some friends in an apartment that our other friend was living in (Yes, I'm being vague on purpose) but that friend wasn't there, and it was just us four there alone talking. Well, the roommates showed up while we were, and our conversation quickly ended as it was blatently obvious that they didn't want us there. One of them even had these crazy eyes as she walked around the kitchen. They informed us that they were about to start watching a movie, but warned us because it was rated R. After they told us that, they just...looked at us. So...we left the apartment pretty quick. I made sure to make the "Awkward Turtle" sign as it was neccessary. (when we got outside, they locked the door...I think we weren't wanted or something...)

Anyway, my general feeling on awkward situations are that they are only as awkward as you make them. If something awkward happens, and everyone just sits there in silence and shock, that's PROBABLY going to make it more awkward. (Think I'm using "awkward" enough here?) However, if someone laughs, or breaks the silence humorously, the awkwardness is bound to leave sooner. One of the main awkward times seems to be on dates. There's always got to be SOMETHING that happens and makes the other uncomfortable. (like when your date plucks a piece of hair out of your head and eats it, then proceeds to say "there, now you will be a part of me forever...".............no joke, it happened to me. I'm sorry, but no laughter would have saved that moment from being awkward. I call it an exception) Usually it's both parties not really knowing each other well, or one of them likes the other, but isn't sure how the other feels, and they don't know what to do, etc etc. As for me, since I've been home from my mish, it's been my goal to try to prevent every date I go on from being uncomfortable and awkward. The best way that works for me is to have the attitude of "I'm going to relax and have fun on this date.". If I can keep that in mind, things usually go well. Dates are supposed to be fun anyway, (it's not like you're going out to take a final or something) and should be pushed towards that direction as much as possible.

Of course, as I mentioned before, not every situation can be saved from it's awkwardness, BUT...a lot of them can. It's all about attitude. Another way, just laugh at it. It helpes even more because most laughs are catchy, and when you attitude about it is right, it will be easier to and it will be a real (not one of those fake awkward laughs, that only continue to hinder the situation further).

P.s. Awkward number count: At least 14...(I skimmed pretty quick, so I could have missed some)

The Smallest Blog Ever!

Blog.




P.S. Okay, it's really REALLY late for me, but a promise is a promise, so I'm here putting up a quick daily blog. I just got home from a really good date in Provo. We had a lot of fun. (but apparently there is this curse that I need to worry about....) The only bad part of the date, was as we were walking out of a building, I accidentally tripped a little girl. She gave me the WORST look. I felt really bad. Other than that, it was good. (The date I mean, not tripping the girl)

P.S.S Also, I have had reports that my kissing blog is showing some contradictions, but I just looked over it, and I can't find any...so...I dunno. *shrugs* Although...perhaps I can't see them, because yet again, it's really late, and my brain isn't working. I'll need to look at it during the day.

P.S.S.S.........Steph. (There, are you happy now?)

Can I keep you?

Total Casper quote. (yes...it's still on my mind...that music is too...easy to enjoy...) I still can't get it out of my mind. When you listen to the music it makes you very...thoughtful. (Thoughtful: Full of thought) I'm getting pretty good at the main theme of the piano piece, but other parts I struggle with. At least I can hear it in my head...

It's really late tonight, so I'm going to skip my normal introductory randomness and get to my topic. Today I want to call it a "Special Issue". (you know, like comics or somthing, one of those things you don't normally get) I'm going to talk about KISSING!!

Now I know what you're thinking..."Andrew? Seriously?". I say, "YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT!". I think kissing is a decent topic, I mean, why not? It's got to be a part of everyones lives in some way or another, especially between the ages of about 16-30. I designate those years (in my opinion) as the "dating" years. Those are the times when dating is a serious part of social life. It's how things move along and stay interesting. Not to mention, in the latter part of those years, it's dating to find a spouse, or it should be at least. These years are when kissing is on the brain.
Now don't lie to yourself, when you go on a date, or prepare to go on a date, at SOME point in time, the thought goes through your mind, "is there going to be a kiss somewhere in here?". (you know you do it....) If any of you have seen the movie Hitch, he talks about it in there. (no, I'm not going to go into the whole 90/10 thing...or how to show someone the magic....) I don't think it matters WHO the date is with, or how many dates you have been on with them, until that first kiss, it's thought about.
When you think about it...kissing is odd in a weird sort of way. I mean, who decided that was a way to show affection? We stick out our lips, and press them against another persons lips, and move them around a bit. (ever had it put that way before?) Why not rub elbows together? or touch toes or something? I looked it up on the internet to try to find and explaination, but I could only find a few things to help explain why the body wants to do it that way. Turns out, that just a small kiss burns 3 calories. So perhaps it's the body secretly finding ways to lose weight. (imagine how much you lose while snogging) Here's one, men who kiss their wives every morning live 5 years longer than those who don't. Crazy, huh? Seriously though, perhaps the reason is that our lips are 100 times more sensitive than our fingertips. Intense, huh? (downside, kissing exchanges on average 278 different kinds of bacteria)
Personally, I consider kissing to be an important thing, but also special. It's a great way to show how you feel, but I think the world has kind of ruined it for everyone. Nowdays, it seems like the world (especially the media) makes it to be a casual thing, tossed away, not important. I say LAME!! The world doesn't know what it's talking about (in my opinion, at least). I think it's so dumb when people kiss even before the first date, or ON the first date, even the second date is pushing it with me. Maybe I'm old fashioned, but really, when you think about it, what sort of message is being portrayed when that happens? Oh I know! *raises hand* LUST!! Where is the romance? Where is the build-up? My view on it is a kiss is even better when there is a longer wait for it. There is more emotion behind it. It has more meaning.
My least favorite thing to hear is people who brag their "numbers" of different people they have kissed, and it ranges above 20. I know someone who brags their number is well into the 200's. No joke. He did it for a competition spanning a couple years with his friends.
Well, I feel I'm all over the place here, and I might not be making sense. It's probably due to the fact that it's 2AM in the morning. Perhaps I'll make this a two-part blog, and continue on the kissing topic another time. To conclude for now, my point is, don't waste kisses and give them away like candy. When they DO happen, make sure it's not just with anybody. And on the dating side of it, don't spend the whole date worry about a kiss. It makes the date lame, and you don't have as much fun.
Anyway, that's enough for now. I may not continue the kissing topic tomorrow, but it will return soon.


P.s. A real kiss quickens your heart rate to above 100 beats per minute

SAY IT AIN'T SO!!

With my lack of being creative tonight, I resorted to make my blog title the song I was listening to...(It's Weezer if you must know, but if I had to tell you that because you didn't know...shame on you....although....perhaps there are many songs titled that....so I may forgive....maybe...)



Well I'm back home now. I had to leave the comfort of the mountains to come home early because I have work in the morning. (boo....hmm....what's another word for "boo"?) So yes, no more vacations for me for a while. Without trying to be rude, it will be nice to be away from the fam for a while. I need some ME space. Now I return to working towards moving out, and finding an apartment to live in. My good friend popped by today, and we discussed a few things. Hopefully, it all works out.

Well, I was going to finish this blog, but I walked away from it for a while to talk to a friend, and to play the piano. (One Last Wish - Casper.....you know...the movie) So that's it for tonight.


P.S. If you want to destroy my sweater....

I used to be proud to be a "daily blogger"....

So yes, I fail. I thought I was going to be able to blog everyday...but yesterday I didn't pull through. I call it improper planning and procrastination. (One of my missionary companions would always say...Prior Proper Planning Prevents Poor Performance...the Six P's....to those who might figure out who he was, all I will say is, "Did you make your CSP tonight? :P....he was great) I usually save some time at night to allow some blogging time, but since I'm on vacation, there are a lot of other things that seem to fill it up. Perhaps when I get home, I'll be a little more diligent in my blogs. (Too....much....vacation...........nah!)
Well, first things first....GO ENGLAND!!! I was very happy today to see them triumph in their World Cup game. Yes, I'm sure I should be supporting the USA team since I'm an American, especailly since now it is the first time they made it past this round since the 1930's....but meh. (besides...England is just.....amazing.....who can compete with that?)

Anyway, onto my randomness for tonight.

Have you ever been asked, "How's it going?" or "Hey, how is life for you?" (don't roll your eyes at me, I'm going somewhere with this...I think) I know, I know, it happens all of the time. In fact, I'd say most conversations begin with a question similar to that. Here's how it usually goes, "Hey, how's it going?" "Good, how are you?" "Good." Then the conversation begins. I was thinking about this today, and began to realize just how pointless it has gotten. It's almost like it's the opening credits to a movie listing names that no one pays attention to. And if you sit back and think about it, you'll begin to realize as well how many conversations you have begun this way yourself. Do you really care about that first question you ask, or is it just habbit? I see this a lot at my work. A lot of people come in, look at me, we exchange these few sentences, THEN they tell me what is going on. What makes it even more strange is that this exchange only lasts for about two seconds. I bet even if one of us added in, "My life is horrible, how about you?" it would still be overlooked by the other party. I guess my point in this is to bring to your attention how you begin conversations. Hopefully, now that you've read this, the next few conversations you will have will begin with a bit more thought than a traditional opening that has no thought whatsoever. (maybe it's just a chance for you to look over the person and decide whether you want to talk to them or not, and it gives you time to think of a proper exit strategy)
May I also mention the usually tone that is used, especially when it comes to businesses, (or credit unions...) is usually monotone. However it's not the typical low tone that you expect, but for some reason, it's a bit higher than normal. I remember sitting behind the receptionist at my work when I was training to be her back up in case she wasn't there. She ALWAYS did this! She also added a new part to it, SHE NEVER BLINKED. It was SO odd. (it was like she went into zombie mode or something...) When her exchange ended, she began to blink again. (I know! It was a trance.....the "opening a conversation" trance.....dun dun dun)

Anyway, just something to think about. (hopefully you'll think about it now when you do it) Let's just try to stop this emotionless part of our conversations. (We're not robots....I think)


P.S. I was just wondering...how many people read this blog? It seems to be more than I thought. If you end up reading it, could you leave a comment at the bottom so I can see who my audience is? Cheers!

P.S.S Ha! Bet you thought I was going to add something witty at the end, didn't you?

Working during vacation....

So yes....today was expecially interesting, as I had to leave my vacation in the mountains, travel down the canyon, and go to work. (boo....) I got to work and my co-workers asked how my vacation was....my reply was..."I'm still on vacation!"

It was lame.

A good part of the day was that I finally got to work at my own desk that I got promoted to, and I was no longer training at the receptionist desk (I'm the back up receptionist when she isn't there). However, when you are at the receptionist desk, and people come to you and say they have a problem, you can easily put them in the lobby que, and not worry about it. Now that I'm at my desk, those problems come to ME. (boo again...) Today was especially interesting as our ENTIRE system died on us for the WHOLE credit union. Usually it's just one or two programs, but today, it was EVERYTHING. (Super boo....) It didn't help that I was working with a member with an especially difficult situation that she was less than pleased about. (Fortunately, I'm smiling about it now. Just having everything go wrong at once can be amusing....later)

Anyway, I don't have a lot of time to write the rest of my blog, so I will end here tonight. I was planning on writing a blog about dates, but I suppose I will save that for another time.


P.S. I'll just add another "boo" just for good measure....

A serious post?

The vacation continues today, and it was a lovely one filled with relaxation. No rain, no cold, just a slight breeze through Little Cottonwood Canyon to keep things interesting. My family and I took a walk around for a bit to soak in the ambience, then played games and ate good pasta to finish.
I'm not really feeling up to talking more about my Louisiana vacation today. I'm in an unusual mood at the moment. It's a bit of a mixture of everything. Mostly frustration. My family has been butting heads for the last couple days, probably due to the fact that we've been with each other non-stop for the last week. Not to mention that we're still a little tired from our Louisiana vacation. It happens....It's just days like these that further fuels my desire to move out and live on my own.
Having spent two years serving an LDS mission, I became quite accustomed to taking care of myself, and making my own rules for things and such. It's been a bit of a struggle since I've been home. Not many people who haven't served missions realize how many expectations there are to Returned Missionaries. It's like a whole new "bar" altogether that we need to be at, and things we are expected to do, that we aren't prepared for at all. Don't get me wrong, I still strive to have missionary values, but when I come home and I'm expected to organize family scripture study time, (seriously, my mum asked me why I hadn't done that when I got back......shouldn't they be doing that already BEFORE I got home?), to not listen to rock music, or to watch violent movies like Iron Man or The Dark Knight, it's like I have to deny who I am altogether. I won't deny that a mission changes a person, and I really feel like I've changed and learned a lot, but I'm still ANDREW, and will do ANDREW things. Then comes the uneccessary comments from my family that don't help at all. For example, I went without shaving for two days, and I had a bit of stubble on, and while my family was driving to stake conference, my mum looked at me and said, "You forgot to shave? You know, sometimes I wonder if you are really a return missionary...." She wasn't joking, and quite serious about it. Really though, missionaries don't come home as perfected individuals. If we did, we wouldn't even make it through the plane ride home. We'd already be translated already or something. We still have inperfections that we need to work on too just like everyone else. It's already A LOT to handle as it is to try to adjust from mission life to home life, but to add a truck load of expectations to be met, no bueno.
*sigh*
Sorry, I'm feeling extra complain-y.
Maybe I'm wrong, and this only just happened to me, and all other RM's had it a whole lot easier, and there were no problems for them other than adjusting. All I have to say...is that I still wish I was on my mission. It was SO great. Coming home, not so fun, but oh well.


P.S. Daily Contact Man.......Legend....

How's all y'all doin?

Yet another day comes to a close, and here I am sitting at my computer at night, typing up another blog. However, I'm in an alternate location yet again. ("yet" twice in two sentences...hmm...) Tonight I get to look out the window at the beautiful mountains of Little Cottonwood Canyon. The moonlight is shining and reflecting off of the snow, and touching the trees, almost causing them to glow. It's great. (no, I'm not normally a poetic person....maybe) It's very relaxing up here away from it all. The whole point of this vacation is relaxation, and I am determined to get it. We come up here every year on the same week as a family. (gotta love time-shares) So it just happens that it's pure coincidence that I have two week long vacations in a row, and I think it's pretty nice. It's just a shame I hadn't earned enough vacation leave from work to be paid during it all, so I'll be a little short on money for a while, but oh well, I needed a vacation, and I was blessed with two!
I think I was supposed to talk more about my vacation to Louisiana today. I'll talk a bit about my relatives. The main purpose for going down to Louisiana was for a family reunion, which happened the day after we landed, leaving the rest of the week open to do whatever we wanted. It's great to see that many Baham's in one location at once, because here in Utah, there are only just a few. All of the Bahams are in the deep south. Let me tell you, they have a really STRONG southern accent. Sometimes I couldn't even understand what they were saying, all I could do was smile and nod. If I had to be blatently honest, my relatives are what some people call "red-necks". You know, you always hear those jokes from comedians like "If your porch collapses, and kills more than two dogs, you might be a red neck..." or "If you finally get around to cutting your lawn, and you discover more than two cars, you might be a red neck..." (it's always "more than two" for some reason....) Yeah...that's my family EXACTLY. Tank tops, baseball hats, southern drawl, a whole fridge dedicated to just holding the beer (seriously, that was a lot of beer, I HAD to take a picture), and various other things. However, I'm not ashamed, I'm quite proud of my family members. They were really nice, and hospitable, especially when they cooked fresh crawdads for us (SO tasty!). They even had a cooler full of live one that we got to play with...right up until they poured them into a HUGE boiling pot of cajun spices. To eat them, you break off the head, suck all of the juices out of it (it sounds gross, but once you do it the first time, you are over it due to the amazing taste), then, using your thumb, you push from the bottom of the tail while biting the exposed meat, and pull all of it out. Yum yum! I had a blast! The heat and humidity was a challenge for my family to get used to (100 degrees+100% humidity=difficult). THANKFULLY, I spent the last two years on an island in the Atlantic (England) and it wasn't that hard for me to get used to again.
Anyway, that's all I'll put for now. I'm being asked off by my family since my laptop is lighting up the dark room that they are trying to sleep in. :P


P.S. I ate about 50 crawdads.....at least.

"We should be pirates..."

Yes, I will explain that title in just a minute.
I've been gone for a week, (as you may be able to tell....for some reason that sentence seems blatently obvious to me...) No, I wasn't just being lazy with my blog, I was actually away from my laptop. I went on vacation to LOUISIANA!! I'd like to note that, whenever I told people this, they nod for a second from interest, but it is quickly swept away by the repeated question, "Why?". To be fair, it probably DOES sound like an odd place to go on vacation. Well, to answer, I went down there for a family reunion. Louisiana and the surrounding areas is where the Baham's come from. So all of those pictures you see of hicks sitting on the porch shining their shotguns, chewing on a piece of wheat or whatever...those be my relatives. :D
I will blog more about this vacation, I promise. No really, I promise I will. BUT, it's late, and I'm tired from traveling. I'll just add the pirates story real quick.
My family and I were traveling around the French Quarter (no, not a coin....and you know....I didn't see a single french person while I was down there....) in New Orleans (pronounced Naw-lins) for our first day, and my mother was following this guide to take us to the "cool and interesting" places. We passed the oldest cathedral in the US, and out of nowhere, my mother says, "We should be pirates." There was a moment of stunned silence, then my whole family (minus my mother) burst out laughing. Normally, random things like this fit into my family's normal routine, but for some reason, it was special this time. My mother had meant for us to go down a "Pirate Street", but she said, "We should be pirates." instead. Yeah, it doesn't make much sense to me either, but it was hilarious either way.
Well, time to sleep. I'll blog again tomorrow night....I hope.


P.S. Another Nawlins quote, "I should change my name to Max Power..." Me (quoting The Simpsons I'll have you know...) "That's lame." -Sister

...Earthquake?

So I'm sitting at work today (I work at a Credit Union if you must know. I'm the "New Accounts Specialist"....or something like that....) and in my intense boredom (it's a thursday, these things are bound to happen) I being to look through KSL, the news website, (it's the only website in the Credit Union internet that we're allowed to access other than Credit Union affiliated stuff....had enough of these side notes yet?) and I find this BREAKING NEWS article about a 2.7 earthquake that hit somewhere in utah (utah county I believe, but I could be wrong). I immediately begin to expect the comment board to fill up with people saying "I felt it..." or "It did this to my house...", but no, the comments were just making fun of the whole thing. The first comment was "I was in the shower when it happened, there was water everywhere!". Another said, "My farts can cause a 2.7 shock, why is this important?". Obviously, the public wasn't impressed with this posting. On a serious note, I find these earthquakes to be somewhat alarming. We all know that the state of Utah is overdue for a HUGE earthquake that will completely reshape the face of the state, but since we are "overdue", I can imagine the public becoming less and less worried about it since it isn't happening yet. Yet with these small earthquakes happening more often, I wonder if we are closer than we realize.
Fleeing away from my serious note, I'm beginning to have these strange occurences in the morning that have me puzzled. Have you ever woken up in the morning with a song ALREADY stuck in your head? That seems to be happening to me a lot lately. I open my eyes and the song is half over. Then it repeats, and repeats, and repeats....as songs stuck in your head usually do. However, my mind is being weird and it picks the randomest songs ever to be playing. For example, a few days ago I woke up to Mylie Cyrus's "Party in the USA" blasting in my head, and this morning, it was a "This is SPARTA!!" remix from a video on Youtube. I don't understand it....
Anyway, that's all I have here for now. I thought I'd actually leave a conclusion here since my brother complained at how abruptly my blog ended yesterday. I won't be adding another one until at least next friday or saturday (June 18th or 19th) as I will be....away from my computer....in an alternative location. Yes, that sounds odd, but I'll explain why I needed to be vague in my next blog hopefully.


P.S....Comment: "I didn't feel anything..." Reply: "That's what she said!"


P.S.S. If you wondered what that was, shame on you. You didn't even read my blog.

I would say post, but that means "mail" in England...

Well, I'm slightly proud of myself here. A second posting in one day...that's got to be a sign of my future dedication to writing this blog here. (not really, but I might as well say it anyway)
I wonder if these will continue to be written here at a really late time. Perhaps that's my "inspirational blogging moment". Or perhaps it's the only time I have to sit down and actually write one. I'm sure it's one of those....
ANYWAY, today has just been one of those days. (by the way, if you keep reading these, you'll notice my love for the word "anyway". It seems to appear a lot...most likely due to the fact that I get sidetracked on tangents all of the time. What can I say? It's a blog of my daily thoughts! What would you expect?)
I spent the whole day sitting at my house. I'm kind of disappointed at myself since I spent a good part of yesterday doing the same thing. I suppose that's what I get when all of my friends are busy with their lives on the days that I am not. Unfortunately that means that I ended up playing computer games for a portion of the day. If you must know, it was World of Warcraft.
I know, I know, how terribly sad of me to play that game. Well, in my defense, I still don't consider myself a nerd to be playing it. In reality, I don't actually play that often. It's more of a way for myself to get away from the world for a while, a second life, if you will. And yes, I know there are probably healthier ways of doing that, but oh well. It keeps me entertained. To further my defense of the "nerdiness", I would consider myself more well-rounded than nerdy. I take a little bit of everything. I do sports, I do music, I read, I go out and socialize, etc, etc. The good thing is that I even all of these things out together, with a hint of gaming in there to keep things interesting. So I'm not COMPLETELY nerdy, but I suppose we all have a bit of that in us somewhere.


P.S. Yes, that was another tangent....

Do I detect a hint of sarcasm?

Well, here I am, leaving my first posting on a blog I've been debating the creation of for months. (run on sentence? maybe...) I figure it can't be THAT bad of an idea to post about my life on here. To me it's like letting things out, getting things off of my chest and what not. It's almost like typing these words into cyberspace is like speaking to a good friend. I just hope that all of these posts don't turn out to be me complaining all of the time.
I imagine that what I put here will be a lot like a story I'm writing called "Brian". As much as I like to deny it, his character is based loosely on myself, and events that happened to me in high school. (although I didn't begin to develop psychic powers, much to my dismay) The writing style I use there is using a first-person perspective, like Brian himself is telling the story. He's extremely sarcastic, and it's like a hidden, alter ego from myself is narrating for him. So I would expect some similarities in this blog.
I don't know how personal I will get into my life with this blog. I suppose it will change as time goes on. I just fear that depending on who reads this, I might end up offending someone. If I do, it's only because I'm writing what's in my mind, and what I'm thinking. It's like standing next to someone who smells. In your mind you think, "Holy crap, this guys stinks!", but you never say it outloud. Thoughts like that may end up here, but you never know.
Anyway, enough about this blog, and let's get started. I'm currently a 21 year old living at home, and working my way through the summer. I'm attending college, hopefully working towards a degree in communications, and thinking of having a career in public relations. I just today broke up with my girlfriend of two weeks, and hopefully things continue to go well with her. It wasn't a BAD break up from my perspective, I just wasn't feeling right about it, and decided that it was best that we were just friends. I love to write, play music on various instruments (preferably the piano or guitar), and hang out with my friends. (is it just me, or is this blog starting to sound like a singles website profile thingy?) I would be writing all of this info in my profile stuff, but I figure if you are bothering to read this blog at all, you'll find out a better idea of who I am, and what my likes and dislikes are. So I figure I won't bother to fill those in for now.
Well, I feel like I've written in enough for now. As the days go on I'm sure my blogs will become more interesting (I hope) as I get more into my life and what I'm thinking. As you can obviously tell, this was that typical "introductory" blog to get things started.


Oh, and P.s., To those grammar and spell checker people who will start telling me that I did something wrong in my text; Don't Bother!