in case i don't tell you before you read this i've decided on LSU which is the close one so that'll make you happy. i'm just now sending off my letter of intent.

  posted by Unknown @ 6:13 ip.

 
well ashlee, you are the only person that reads this so i am going to devote this post to you
This post is devoted to ashlee who i am deeply in love with and can't stop thinking about ever. my love for you is about as big as my love for music and only you can know how really big that is. hooray for you even if i can't say the word cute. man even written out the word looks cute...HA I DID IT!!!!!!!!

  posted by Unknown @ 7:15 ip.

 
in the air, windy dancing
burnt orange to green
spring.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:31 ip.

 
I'm back. The zach shack is open again, hopefully for good.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:16 ip.

 
there's a new hole


  posted by Unknown @ 10:36 ip.

 
i love my girl more than a fat kid loves cake. and that's ALOT of love


  posted by Unknown @ 6:11 ip.

 
live for life because life is worth living for.
have no regrets
be sorry for nothing


  posted by Unknown @ 6:59 ip.

 
throughout the years this blog has brought me a hell of alot of grief. which has been epitomized recently so as of this moment the zach shack is closed. possibly for good possibly not. i know i only have like 3 people that actually read this. 2 of which are pissed at me so to my one reader i hope you liked it while it lasted. and i hope eventually i can revive the old dog. so long space fans. safe journey

  posted by Unknown @ 3:03 ip.

 
our father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
they kingdom come,
thy will
be
done. on
earth as it
is in heaven. give
us this day our daily
bread, and forgive us
our trespasses, as
we forgive
those
who
trespassed against
us. and lead
us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
for thine is the
kingdom and the
power and
the
glory forever.
amen.

  posted by Unknown @ 6:17 ip.

 
you don't respect me, you don't believe in me, you don't beleive me. you may know how to handle the others. but you stand ignorant of yourself. for i am more like you than you know. you say i'm not motivated. bullshit. you don't know what the hell you're talking about. all you have to do is look around. if i don't talk to you about "how i feel" or how my day went or how i'm doing in school why the fuck would i share each detail about this?! not only that but you can't say the same goddamn thing over and over again. telling me to prove to you that i'm a whipped little bitch and then don't even give me the chance to rub it in your goddamn fucking face you sorry excuse for a father. i'm not like them figure that out and maybe you'll get why the hell your goddamn mind games and dominance tricks don't work me.

  posted by Unknown @ 5:52 ip.

 
MAD WORLD by REM from Donnie Darko

All around me are familiar faces
worn outplaces, worn out faces

bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere, going nowhere

and tears are filling up their glasses
no expression, no expression

hide my head i want to drown my sorrow
no tomorrow, no tomorrow

and i find it kind of funny
i find it kind of sad,
the dreams in which i'm dying,
are the best i've ever had
i find it hard to tell you
i find it hard to take
when people run in circles
its a very very
mad world, mad world

children waiting for the day they feel good
happy birthday, happy birthday

only feel the way that every child should
sit and listen, sit and listen

went to school and i was very nervous
no one knew me, no one knew me

hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
look right through me, look right through me

and i find it kind of funny
i find it kind of sad
the dreams in which i'm dying,
are the best i've ever had
i find it hard to tell you,
i find it hard to take
when people run in circles its a very very
mad world, mad world
enlargen your world
mad world.
mad world

  posted by Unknown @ 3:31 ip.

 
(i published this originally in the b.c.c.b. but i figured i might as well put it in here)

ya know, some of you might be offended by me saying this stuff in here but it's something that i want everybody to hear and i know only 1 of you that read this read my blog too so here it is.

i am a person who lives by goals. i make a goal and i acheive it. that's how i work plain and simple. whether it's to do something by the end of the day or to do something over the course of a decade. sure sometimes i may not go through with these goals of my own choosing. but when some other person or people interfere and prevent me from acheiving my goals is when i get angry.

let me clarify if you don't realize the extent of what i'm saying. none of you have seen me angry. not when kevin did his little thing at state, not when mina lied to me about the halloween party thing, not when brian died. the extent of this anger surpasses yelling or getting red in the face. this is the kind of passion that friendships can be lost over. and today is a day where i have been forced back from attaining what i set out to do nearly 3 years ago.

(before i get any further into this let me make sure you all understand this is not meant directly at any of you, although i'll be the first to admit that at one point i was jealous and mad that some of you outdid me, but that couldn't be helped after the energy i put into this, i don't hold nething against you all, and i hope you don't hold nething against me)

i came into highschool as stubborn hard-ass of a freshman in third band, who was disillusioned at my ability. some of you may still hold the opinion that i'm disillusioned at my ability. then in my ignorance i set a goal to succeed in band, to make it to the top, to lead, to be successful. i have only half accomplished that goal. and no matter how much i try and convince myself otherwise i keep coming to the conclusion that dick clardy is one of the largest reasons. his false favoritism (with some exceptions a.k.a. katie and others) and ignorance to the obvious has been a major reason for my slow asymptotic progression through band. he is the one that my anger is focused at. i hate him. period.

the other person that has stood in my way (through no fault of his own, and probably without his even noticing) is mina. now when i say that he stood in my way i mean simply that i let him and clardy keep me back. when i should have been responsible and wasn't mina stepped up and out did me and from that point on i have been stuck in his shadow. in pretty much everyway i can think of i have been outdone by him. i'm sorry mina i don't mean this against you but it has to be said. your modest humility at you success is only fuel for my jealousy. and i hate to say i'm a jealous person.

some of you may read into this as self-pity. maybe i'm not gonna deny it. everything i have wanted to acheive in high school i have achieved. except what i wanted more than anything. no let me correct that. never in my life have i thirsted for anything as badly as i have wanted to be the best in band. and i didn't do it. and now it's too late for me ever to do it. it's killing me, eating me up inside but there's nothing i can do except vent it through writing (a.k.a. this post) or hold it in. a

all of you learn from my mistake. don't let your jealousy get the best of you, ever. let it out express what's bothering because if you hold in what hurts you will end up cold, alone, without the skills let alone the want to reach out to other people.

  posted by Unknown @ 10:54 ip.

 
it seems like alot of people lately have been blogging and then removing certain posts from their blogs. this isn't just in one but several blogs that i've noticed. if you have something worth taking out don't put it in in the first place. beleive me i learned the hard way.

  posted by Unknown @ 9:29 ip.

 
mina here's a pick up line to use on the freshman next year:
hi, are you from memphis, cuz your the only ten-i-see

  posted by Unknown @ 5:27 ip.

 
ok this is the final version, it's not my best work but with the conditions i wrote it under i would say it's pretty damn good

As I look back over my 3 years in band I can't help but notice how I have evolved. I entered the Klein band program as a stubborn, egotistical, slightly narcissistic, freshman, yet with each new mistake (and oh have there been many) my greatest flaws are evolving into my greatest strengths. I obviously have a long way to go to becoming a respectable leader but I believe I’m on the right path. Last week we narrowed down good leadership into four categories, vision, decisiveness, communication, and moral courage, in all 4 categories I discovered major flaws in myself that needed attention.
My problem in the first category lies not in my lack of vision for the band, but in how to turn that vision into reality. The only way I can see to solve this problem is to spread that vision to others. To make other people want to succeed as badly as I want to. Only with our combined efforts will the band ever become a successful winning machine.
I have always viewed myself as a very decisive person. It wasn’t until your seminar that I realized that what I thought of as being decisive was incorrect. When I thought of decisiveness I thought of attaining a decision and supporting it through thick and thin. Your seminar helped me to understand that decisiveness has more to do with the ability to quickly and effectively make decisions that will be good for the group as whole in both the short-term and long-term. Looking back on my other leadership roles, that has always been a major problem for me. Many a time I have made rush decisions in order to escape the disapproval of a supervisor. But as I have worked more and more in leadership positions I am beginning to understand the significance of educated decision-making.
Lack of communication has been, and still is a significant issue for me. My not being able to communicate my ideas and thoughts to those I’m leading in an effective manner has hindered the efficiency of the group as well as the respect my peers have for me. The only way to improve communication skills is to put oneself in a position demanding precise communication of one's vision. Which is what I would be forced to do as section leader.
The issue of moral courage is by far the most significant to me because in the past I have had a tendency to be stubborn and, dare I say, egotistical. The issue of moral courage ties directly into that of decisiveness. In the past I have often chosen my own ideas over those of someone else to achieve a goal or vision. Being the stubborn person that I am I was blinded by my egotism to realize the simplicity of the situation. I was not willing to sacrifice personal glory for the good of the group and because of that, gained neither in the end. To amend this problem I hope to keep myself connected to each and every member of my section as well as the band in general, in order to understand the direction we are moving and to act accordingly.
To be a good leader one must know one's goals and be energetic in achieving them. One must be able to make decisions in a way that gains that vision most effectively and efficiently. One must communicate his vision and decisions to those he is leading, and must have the moral capacity to act for the group as a whole. Yet good leadership takes more than just accomplishing these four things, to be a successful leader one must be dependant upon the group yet is independent from the group at the same time.


  posted by Unknown @ 12:59 ap.

 
The first step in improving yourself is finding the root of the problem so here it goes. when i first joined the Klein Band i was ignorant, immature, and about as stubborn as it is possible to be without growing huge donkey ears. and each year i have made bad mistakes, and worse mistakes, but from all of this humiliation, embarrasment, and lack of initiative those flaws which started as my greatest hindrance are evolving into my greatest strengths. don't get me wrong, i'm not saying that i'm perfect, far from it, as you can probably remember from the full band picture at the beginning of this year. (that will NEVER happen again) i have to say it's not easy being stubborn, egotistical and slightly narcissistic in an organization such as band. i of course had to learn this the hard way through the harsh kicks by corley during marching practice or the constant lectures from katie wynns after football games. but through all the anger and anguish they got through to me. looking back i realize now why i had such trouble getting along with people

(ok i got way off course but i'm gonna start over and make it all better
__________________________________________________________________

As i look back over my 3 years in band i can't help but notice how i have evolved. i entered the klein band program as a stubborn egotistical slightly narcissistic freshman, yet with each new mistake (and oh have there been many of those) my greatest flaws are evolving into my greatest strengths. yet as you well know, i have a long way to go to becoming a respectable leader. In your leadership seminar that you gave last week we narrowed down good leadership into four categories, vision, decisiveness, communication,and moral courage, in all 4 categories i found major flaws in my own personality.
Ironically in the category of vision my problem lies not in lack of vision for the band, but in how to turn that vision into reality. the only way i can see to solve this problem is to spread that vision to others, to make other people want the success as badly as i want it. Only with our combined efforts will the band ever become a successful winning machine.
i have always pictured myself as a very decisive person. until at your leadership class did i realize that what i thought of as being decisive was incorrect. when i thought of decisive i thought it meant attaining a decision and supporting it through thick and thin (immature i know, but what can i say, stubbornness runs in the family). your class taught me that decisiveness has more to do with the ability to quickly and effectively make decisions that will be good for the group as whole in both the shortterm and longterm. looking back on my other leadership roles that has always been a major problem for me. in theater, my decisions were rushed much of the time, so as to keep the stage manager or teacher or master electrician from hounding me. not only did this affect the quality of the production but damaged my superiors opinion of my work ethic. during this previous year i have made it a goal of mine to improve my work ethic, and obtain my goals (also falling under vision) i'd never made region band so i practiced my butt off in an attempt. i thought i was good enough to be in second band so i worked harder than ever before to prove that i am capable when i have established goals. my grades as well have improved this year.
communication...um...yea...i don't know it's good? haha little joke. i have always had a problem with communication literally, when i was little i had a couple speech impediments but with coaching over time were eliminated. communicating ideas i.e. vision to other people is the same way, somebody with little or no leadership experience will find it near impossible to express one thoughts. although i do have some experience with leadership i have never gained the full respect of my peers, which i beleive, is due to the fact that i could never communicate what i felt or thought about what i was doing. if i could share my intense love for music with the other people in my section i would not need or want a leadership role.
and finally moral courage, wow that's a doozy. moral courage is it a hybrid of braveheart and martin luther king jr., or something more....

(ok i have some basic thoughts now on to stage 2.5, the first one only counts for half)
__________________________________________________________________

(ok i'm just gonna outline it here)

-intro
a.lead in: character evolution
b.mainpoints
i.vision
ii.decisiveness
iii.communication
iv.moral courage
-P1 Vision
a.problem: making vision reality
b.solution: communicate thirst for success
-P2 Decisiveness
a.problem: misconception of decisiveness
i.my definition- attaining a decision and supporting it
through thick and thin
ii.yourdefinition- ability to quickly and effectively make
decisions that will be good for the group
as whole in both the shortterm and longterm.
b.solution: respect the opinoins of others more and be open to
ideas
-P3 Communication
a.problem: can't communicate ideas and plans in an effective
manner
b.solution: put myself in more examples of decision making
leadership
-P4 Moral Courage
a. problem: can't grasp an idea and have the guts to drop it for
a better one
b. solution: put myself in situations where not choosing the better decision would effect the section in a negative manner
__________________________________________________________________ok it's 2 (woops clock was an hour ahead) 1 now and i'm having trouble focusing so don't be to harsh yall

As i look back over my 3 years in band i can't help but notice how i have evolved. i entered the klein band program as a stubborn egotistical slightly narcissistic freshman, yet with each new mistake (and oh have there been many of those) my greatest flaws are evolving into my greatest strengths. yet as you well know, i have a long way to go to becoming a respectable leader. In your leadership seminar that you gave last week we narrowed down good leadership into four categories, vision, decisiveness, communication,and moral courage, in all 4 categories i found major flaws in my own personality.
Ironically in the category of vision my problem lies not in lack of vision for the band, but in how to turn that vision into reality. the only way i can see to solve this problem is to spread that vision to others, to make other people want the success as badly as i want it. Only with our combined efforts will the band ever become a successful winning machine.
i have always pictured myself as a very decisive person. until at your leadership class did i realize that what i thought of as being decisive was incorrect. when i thought of decisive i thought it meant attaining a decision and supporting it through thick and thin.your class taught me that decisiveness has more to do with the ability to quickly and effectively make decisions that will be good for the group as whole in both the shortterm and longterm. looking back on my other leadership roles that has always been a major problem for me, many a time i have made rush decisions in order to escape the chastisement of a supervisor for the time being. but as i have worked more and more in a leadership position i am beginning to understand the significance of educated decision-making.
lack of communication has been and still is a significant problem for me. my not being able to communicate my ideas and thoughts to those i'm leading in an effective manner has hindered the efficiency of the group as well as the respect my peers have for me. the only way to improve communication skills is to put oneself in a position demanding precise communication of one's vision. which is what i would be forced to do as section leader.
the issue of moral courage is by far the most controversial with me because in the past i have had a tendency to be stubborn and, dare i say, egotistical. The issue of moral courage ties directly into that of decisiveness. in the past i have often chosen my own ideas over those of someone else to achieve a goal or vision. being the stubborn person that i am i was blinded by my egotism to realize the stupidity of the situation. i was not willing to sacrifice personal glory for the good of the group as a whole and because of that gained neither in the end. to amend this problem i hope to keep myself connected to each and every member of my section in order to understand the direction we are moving as a whole and to act accordingly.
to be a good leader one must know one's goals and be energetic in acheiving them. one must be able to make decisions in a way that gains that vision most effectively and efficiently. One must communicate his vision and decisions to those he is leading, and must have the moral capacity to act for the group as a whole. yet good leadership takes more than just accomplishing these four things, to be a successful leader one must be dependant upon the group yet be independant from the group at the same time.

  posted by Unknown @ 9:52 ip.

 
wow here i am again at 10:45 looking at a bazillion things to do for tmrw and i'm already dead tired, from they past couple late nights. but oh well. first on my list is the band section leader essay. and since my drum major essay seem to come out pretty well when i did it in here i think i might as well do the same with this essay. but first zach needs to find some caffeine...

  posted by Unknown @ 9:46 ip.

 
i'm updating this from an exxon suite at the toyota center, this place is so freaken awesome, what with as much free food as i want, plus the internet connection, flat screen tv, personal waiter, and most comfortable seats ever to watch the game i would say this is awesome. (ok ok there is a catch, it's a wnba game, but i'm not gonna bring that up;

  posted by Unknown @ 6:31 ip.

 
drum major auditions, i don't have anything to say about that but since some of you are curious as to how i did i'll give a little explanation of why i have nothing to say about it...everybody always jumps to conclusions about performances/auditions by one or 2 errors and their mind is set, and i'm so sick of this kind of behavior that i feel the need not to express any opinions what so ever about anybody including myself or how they did on their audition. if you ask me in what person what i thought, i'm gonna say that what i thought doesn't matter all that matters is that the best people for the job are chosen.

  posted by Unknown @ 4:39 ip.

 
well hopefully for the last time, i am once again left with a huge amount of work, to squeeze into a short amount of time. and since i enjoy procrastination as much as the next guy i'm going to list to you all of things i have do.

-get a copy of the drum major audition music (i left my copy with
my choir audition stuff in the band hall)
-practice the shizit out of that music (auditions are tomorrow afternoon)
-Find women's reader book (yet another thing i seem to be missing)
-women's reader (due today) argghhh
-do APUSH evaluation (due friday but i won't have time tmrw night
-Reagan paper also due friday
-do this stupid tomball student registration thing
-find and finish my latin brochure of volterra italy (i'm not gonna tell you when it was due)

  posted by Unknown @ 9:01 ip.

 
ok here's the deal i have to write this essay for drum major tryouts but i have major writers block, so i figured i write all my really creative stuff in here so maybe it will plant the seed for a kickass essay that will blow their minds. oh yeah the essay has to be about what it takes to be drum major.

(i'm not gonna delete anything i write because i always do and get so involved in the end result that i forget how i got there, thus whatever it is i'm writing lacks a sense of purpose.)

if you just want the end result go to the last segment. that's the final version
________________________________________________________________________________________
Freshman-junior year, i have seen 7 bandmembers acquire the position of drum major, some have succeeded and other's have failed. from each i have noted something that has affected their ability to make the band successful. From Stephanie Taylor I learned that to be successful one must have an air of success. from jennifer prine i learned that for people to follow you, you must be assertive, from corley walters i learned that to lead successfully one must be willing to make sacrifices. from jessica wald, i learned that being humble brings respect. and finally this year, from felipe rendon i learned that in order to be respected you must show complete confidence at all times. from jeff easley i learned that if you put your full concentration and focus into band then band will put their focus on you and from Jeanna Easley i learned that the best motivator is zeal.
________________________________________________________________________________________
Over the years i have experienced seven people make an attempt at leading the band to victory, some have come close to bringing us there, others have held us back, yet with each new drum major we have come closer than ever before to being the best. i beleive i can bring us all the way. What makes me unique is that i have analyzed the strengths and weakness's of each new drum major, i have noted what works and what doesn't and I have much leadership experience of my own.
in my opinion each drum major can be summed up in one leadership attribute which they either excelled in or failed with. From Stephanie Taylor i learned that to be successful one must have an air of success, from Jennifer Prine i learned one must be assertive for people to follow. from jessica wald i learned that with humility comes respect from corley walters i learned that to lead successfully one must be willing to make sacrificesand finally this year, from felipe rendon i learned that in order to be respected you must show complete confidence at all times. from jeff easley i learned that if you put your full concentration and focus into band then band will put their focus on you and from Jeanna Easley i learned that the best motivator is zeal.
one of the most invalueble tools band has given me is the thirst to improve myself, not just in my music and as a leader; which are both important and i have shown that i have the initiative to learn from my mistakes and weaknesses, but as a person. This trait is what can make or break a leader. prior to my high school band career i attended several leadership conferences as well as flexed my leadership muscles (in 6th grade i established a tutoring program at my elementary school which is still in use today)but it wasn't until i saw firsthand how to lead people my own ,age from the section leaders and drum majors in band, that i began to succeed in leadership (as a theatrical electrician i had to lead a group of people efficiently and effectively to produce a quality show on time). what i learned was that to be a successful leader one must
first attain the trust of whoever he is following, then he must respect, and finally the loyalty of the group, not loyalty in the sense of the group accepting your dominance, but in the sense that the group not only respects you but would rather you lead them versus someone else. if these three requirements are meant than all a leader needs is a assertive attitude and good decision making abilities to be successful.
________________________________________________________________________________________

Over the years i have experienced seven people make an attempt at leading the band to victory, some have come close to bringing us there, others have held us back, yet with each new drum major we have come closer than ever before to being the best. i beleive i can bring us all the way. What makes me unique is that i have analyzed the strengths and weakness's of each new drum major, i have noted what works and what doesn't and I have much leadership experience of my own.
in my opinion each drum major can be summed up in one leadership attribute which they either excelled in or failed with. From Stephanie Taylor i learned that to be a good leader, one must have an air of success, from Jennifer Prine i ascertained that one must be assertive for people to follow. from jessica wald i learned that with humility comes respect, from corley walters i discovered that to lead successfully one must be willing to make sacrifices, from felipe rendon i learned that in order to be respected one must show complete confidence at all times, from jeff easley i learned that if you put your full concentration and focus into band then the band will put their focus on you, and from Jeanna Easley i learned that the best motivator is zeal.
one of the most invalueble tools band has given me is the thirst to improve myself, not just in my music and as a leader; which are both important, and in both I have shown that i have the initiative to learn from my mistakes and weaknesses, but as a person. This trait is what can make or break a leader.
prior to my high school band career i attended several leadership conferences as well as flexed my leadership muscle (in 6th grade i established a tutoring program at my elementary school which is still in use today)but it wasn't until i saw firsthand how to lead people my own age, that i can relate to directly, from the section leaders and drum majors in band, that i began to succeed in leadership (as a theatrical electrician i had to lead a group of people efficiently and effectively to produce a quality show on time). what i learned was that to be a successful leader one must
first attain the trust of whoever he is leading, then he must acquire respect, and finally the loyalty of the group, not loyalty in the sense of the group accepting the leaders dominance; which has no place in marching band, but in the sense that the group not only respects you but would rather you lead them as opposed to someone else. if these three requirements are met than all a leader needs is an assertive attitude and good decision making abilities to be successful.
________________________________________________________________________________________

Over the past 3 years I’ve watched seven people make an attempt at leading the band to victory, some have come close to bringing us there, others have held us back, yet with each new drum major we have improved and made strides toward being the best, I believe I can bring us all the way. I have observed the different styles and methods of each new drum major; I have noted what works and what doesn't.
Each drum major has distinguished themselves in a particular leadership attribute. From one I learned that to be a good leader, one must have an air of success, another taught me that one must be assertive for people to follow. From another I learned that respect can be gained through humility, from one I discovered that to lead successfully one must be willing to make sacrifices, from another drum major I learned that in order to be respected one must show complete confidence at all times, from one I learned that if you put your full concentration and focus into band then the band will put their focus and concentration on you, and from another I learned that the best motivator is zeal. What band has done for me is given me the thirst to improve myself, and to learn from my mistakes. I believe I can pass this initiative to succeed on to the rest of the band through my leadership.
Prior to high school band, I attended several leadership conferences as well as flexed my leadership muscle (in 6th grade I established a tutoring program at my elementary school which is still in use today)but it wasn't until I saw firsthand how to lead people my own age, that I could relate to directly, from the section leaders and drum majors in band, that I began to succeed as a leader (as a theatrical electrician I had to lead a group of people efficiently and effectively to produce a quality show on time). To be a successful leader one must first gain the trust of those he is leading, through hard work and discipline must acquire the respect of the group, and finally the loyalty of the group, in the sense that the group not only respects you but trusts you to lead them. If these three requirements are met than all a leader needs is an assertive attitude and good decision making abilities to be successful.
To be a successful drum major, one must sincerely care about the band’s performance and about getting the best performance out of each band member.
_________________________________________________________________________________________

With each new drum major the Klein Band has improved and made strides toward being the best over the past three years. I have experienced the different styles and methods of each drum major; and have noted what works and what doesn't.
Each drum major has distinguished themselves in a particular leadership attribute. From one I learned that to be a good leader, one must have an air of success. Another taught me that one must assert vision in order to gain the cooperation of each band member. I learned that respect can be gained through humility, and that to lead successfully one must be willing to make personal sacrifices. I learned that to be respected one must have confidence in one’s ability and that if you put your full concentration and focus into the band then the band will respond in kind. I also learned that the best motivator is energy and enthusiasm.
Through leadership experiences and training, I’ve learned that to be a successful leader one must first gain the trust of those he is leading. Through hard work, discipline and good decision-making, a drum major acquires the respect and loyalty of the band.
Being in the Klein Band has given me the thirst to improve myself and to learn from my mistakes. I believe I can pass this desire to succeed on to the rest of the band through my leadership example.
To be a successful drum major, one must sincerely care about the band’s performance and about getting the best performance out of each band member.
_________________________________________________________________________________________
i would really like some feedback, but unfortunately it's due monday so if you have
something to say about it let me know as soon as possible.

  posted by Unknown @ 1:57 ip.

 
some people just need to be slapped around a little bit. like today one of my friends got a cut on her finger and i came up behind her and went BOO!! and she just went to this "holy crap zach i fuckin hate you don't even talk to me, just go and stand over there, i really do hate you, you are so not my friend. and i just looked at her and said so only she could hear "fuck you", it was like i had slapped her, she kind of took a step back, cuz i don't say that kind of stuff to my friends ever. and then i think she realized what a cruel bitch she was being. and that was that

  posted by Unknown @ 8:11 ip.

 
i know i know i'm sorry about not posting but life has been crazy as the hizzif lately and i just don't have the time, nor do i really care about posting at the moment. i guess the zachshack is goin through a little economic downturn. like another country i know....UZBEKISTAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  posted by Unknown @ 10:06 ip.

 
man i've been slacking off, but then again it's my blog and i'll update whenever i want to, the band thing was "great fun" (so was kill bill at the dollar theater) and yeah. hey at least there was pizza at music fest. oh and i no longer have any hair


  posted by Unknown @ 11:21 ip.

 
fuck you clardy, u have ruined any chance i've ever hoped for to turn band into something that i cherish and love. i don't love band, i never have i hate it, i hate it more than anything in the world because it is the ONE thing that want to love it is the ONE thing that i wish to excel in and it is the ONE thing that i can never succeed in because of u're impetuous ignorance, u have shot down the dreams of countless hopeful musicians and u've destroyed one more. in some sadistic twist of fate, i'm stuck with u. i love music, i love it more than anything in the world, i love it more than my family, i love it more than my friends, music is god to me, it is religion, it is hope, reassurance safety, success. yet i can't experience that because of that and i can't experience that without u. u cause me more grief than is worth it, and if it were under any other circumstances i would without trepidation, say to hell with u, and u're peice of shit favoritism. i don't what is worse, that i can't stand the sight of u or that u don't know it

  posted by Unknown @ 8:31 ip.

 
in my entire life there are 3 movies that i recall that have brought tears to my eyes, it wasn't crying necessarily, just yeah... but those movies are what dreams are made of, the green mile, and the passion the passion is different because i didn't get the full brunt of the movie until i was driving home

  posted by Unknown @ 9:00 ip.

 
people often speak of how autistic children are off in their own world. they say it like it's a bad thing, they are missing the obvious, these children CHOOSE to be in that other world because it's better than reality, when i think of my own world the first thing that comes to my mind is classical music i don't know why but it would be a huge part of my world. and also, if any of you have ever seen what dreams are made of with robin williams there is a scene of his own personal heaven i think my world would be kinda like that, except more personalized. i can completely relate to autistic people, nay i can envy autistic people

  posted by Unknown @ 8:54 ip.

 
conversation i had with heather about the passion

zachshack610: happy easter!
StRwBerrietWiSt3: you too
StRwBerrietWiSt3: whats going on
zachshack610: i saw the passion today
zachshack610: purely coincidence that it was on easter really
zachshack610: have you seen it?
StRwBerrietWiSt3: negative
zachshack610: i don't know if i would recommend it or not
zachshack610: i mean it's a really intense movie and if u're not inclined to mel gibson's views on this whole thing then it's just more trouble for you
StRwBerrietWiSt3: yah it seems reallly real
StRwBerrietWiSt3: dunno if i can handle it
zachshack610: omg u have no idea
zachshack610: and the thing is you can't not watch because it's him
zachshack610: i mean not really but idk, i felt like he went through all that suffering and the least i could do is watch this depictionof his death
StRwBerrietWiSt3: do you believe it
zachshack610: that that's the way he died yes
StRwBerrietWiSt3: but do you believe in the whol things
StRwBerrietWiSt3: *thing
zachshack610: i beleive that no man should ever have to go through what he did, and yet he did it willing in sacrifice for all of mankind
zachshack610: but i know this sounds horrible, i can relate to the people who did it too him too
zachshack610: i mean in some ways it's very similiar to mormonism, alot of people ridicule it and preach against it, but his teachings where very similiar, except on a much more surreal level
StRwBerrietWiSt3: huh
zachshack610: from the point of view of the jews that judged him and the public he was nothing more than a religious zealot, a nut case that thought he was a supreme being
StRwBerrietWiSt3: but obviously he wasn't
zachshack610: how can you not relate to that whenever you hear of some fanatical cult or unusual religious spectacle
zachshack610: of course
zachshack610: but if you were in their shoes do you think you could have seen that?
zachshack610: only at his resurrection was his messianic position established for everyone to see
StRwBerrietWiSt3: i dunno
zachshack610: don't get me wrong, i follow jesus's teachings and would give my life for him, but i can't help but see the other side of the coin as well
StRwBerrietWiSt3: this is true
zachshack610: and this movie other than reviving my emotions towards his death, also clarified my standing on the issue of why they crucified him in the first place
StRwBerrietWiSt3: does it make you want to follow him more
zachshack610: yeah
zachshack610: but it's like the opposite for my parents
zachshack610: both of them really didn't like it
zachshack610: they thought it took away from the reason he gave his life in the first place
StRwBerrietWiSt3: how so
StRwBerrietWiSt3: ia starbucks open
zachshack610: it was unbeleivably gory for one thing, more so than most of mel gibson's other movies that and the fact that it focused on the last 3 days of his life, and not his full accomplishments
zachshack610: ?
zachshack610: you gotta go?
StRwBerrietWiSt3: no, i just have to study and i'm not going to do it in the dorm, but its easter so iw as wondering if it was opened, i'm also reading all this stuff about the passion, not trying to change the subject
zachshack610: oh ok
zachshack610: i don't know if it's open
StRwBerrietWiSt3: me neiter
zachshack610: do you think u're gonna see the movie?
StRwBerrietWiSt3: i dunno yet
zachshack610: just so you know the entire thing is very very violent, for example there's this one really long seen where he is endlessly beaten with whips with barbs on the end
zachshack610: it's really horrible
StRwBerrietWiSt3: yah i dunno if i can handle it
StRwBerrietWiSt3: i have to go
StRwBerrietWiSt3: study time
StRwBerrietWiSt3: see you later
zachshack610: ok
zachshack610: bye

  posted by Unknown @ 8:03 ip.

 
i finally got around to seeing the passion i thought easter sunday would be a good day for it. and that's all i'm gonna say, whatever i got out of that movie is not for me to discuss

  posted by Unknown @ 5:29 ip.

 
tonight i was on my way to ashlee's house, and for those of you that don't know the weather was awful, pretty much zero visibility the rain was so hard, it was so hard that i was sure it was hailing outside but it wasn't, louetta was flooded in alot ofplaces and i saw this car hydroplane practically across the intersection at louetta and champions forest. then i get down around her house and i'm on cutten and i see this car pulled over with it's flasher's on so i pulled over and asked if they needed help. by the time we were done unsuccessfully jumpstarting their car, i was soaked from head to foot and my car was soaked (because i had to keep the door open to hear the guy cuz i really couldn't see him. meanwhile i'm standing in like 6 inches of water trying to keep the connectors dry on my battery so MY car didn't short out. yeah so after that i was like 10 minutes late to ashlee's house and soaking wet, i didn't really know what to say, so yeah i just got a towel and acted like nothing had happened. and then a couple minutes later i realized the one of the guys i had helped, was this guy from my P.E. class in 8th grade, galvan, he was this hard core football player i'd never seen or heard anything from him since then, until tonight and i didn't even recognize him. so yeah that was kinda cool, made for a good story anyways

  posted by Unknown @ 11:28 ip.

 
the long hot path to perdition stands before me,
there are no crossroads, no intersections, no other paths,
i cannot go back, i cannot get off the road,
the only path destined for my weary feet wanders through the desert,
waves of heat radiate off of the broiling blackness of the asphalt
in an endless line of fiery doom shooting off into the horizon.
perdition. my road.


  posted by Unknown @ 5:28 ip.

 
i'm terrified of deep water

everynight i close the door to my closet just to make sure there is nobody in there

my parakeet protects me from monsters and ghosts

i always kind of jump into bed cuz i don't want anybody to grab my feet as i'm getting in

i don't sleep on my back but i never sleep completely on my side, because i need to see the whole room at night

when i'm driving late at night i check my backseat before i get in

i get a false sense of security from having a gun

one of my deepest fears is of ghosts of little girls in like one of those big gowns that they wore in the 18th and 19th century just staring at me endlessly

if there were one thing that would make me lose my cool it would be a banshee running at me with a knife

i can't sleep with a light on in my room, or a light on outside my door,


i love to swim

my parakeet bugs the hell out of me

i have dreams at night that would drive normal people crazy, yet i'm more afraid of what i don't know than of what i sometimes perceive to be reality

i love being outside at night, like in the woods or the mountains, or the desert, it's so...vast yet at the same time, suffocating

you can call me scared, you can call me strange, or random, you can call me immatu
re, you can call me crazy, but you can never call me a coward. you can never call me inhuman, and YOU can never assume so much as to judge me from this post.

  posted by Unknown @ 9:31 ip.

 
the best drinking song ever
it's much cooler sung so if you ever want to hear it just ask.

The Scotsman
well scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evenin fair
and one could tell by how he walked that he'd drunk more than his share
he fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
ring ding diddle diddli dio, ring ding diddlio
he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.

about that time 2 young and lovely girls just happened by
one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
"see yon sleeping scotsman so strong and handsome build
i wonder if it's true what they don't where beneath the kilt
ring ding diddle diddli dio, ring di diddlio
i wonder if it's true what they don't where beneath the kilt.

they crept up on that sleeping scotsman quiet as could be
lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
and there behold for them to view beneath the scottish skirt
was nothin more than god had graced him with upon his birth
ring ding diddle diddli dio, ring di diddlio
was nothin more than god had graced him with upon his birth

they marveled for a moment then one said we must be gone
lets leave a present for our friend before we move along
as a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
around the bonnie star the scots kilt did lift and show
ring ding diddle diddli dio, ring di diddlio
around the bonnie star the scots kilt did lift and show

now the scotsman woke to natures call stumbled towards a tree
behind the bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees
and in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes oh
"lad i don't know where ya been but i see ya one first prize"
ring ding diddle diddli dio, ring di diddlio
"lad i don't know where ya been but i see ya one first prize"

  posted by Unknown @ 7:24 ip.

 
Eu nγo sei se eu fizer a coisa direita, no fato que eu nγo penso de
que eu fiz mas eu fiz o que eu fiz e nγo hα nada eu posso fazer
sobre ele meus sentimentos para a menina em minha classe do phyics
terγo que apenas esperar atι que as coisas estejam completamente com
essa eu sou com agora.

if you can name that language you can have a cookie. as long as you don't translate it.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:14 ip.

 
tonight i was witness to an unbeleivable amount of luck. lately i've been goin to this poker game with craig harmsen, brad dotson, nolan (don't know his last name), and sean behounek, we played for probably 2 1/2 hours and i came out about even, maybe a nickel or 2 short (we only play for nickels dimes and quarters) then we played halo for awhile then played again, but his sister got home and decided to join us, sean won one hand of indian poker (where u put u're card on u're forehead), and then it began, now keep in mind this girl is in 8th grade, just got into the game, DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO PLAY, and doesn't know what bluffing is, yet in 15 minutes she won at least 5 dollars from all of us, i went from breaking even to nothing left but a couple quarters. it was horrible, she won 6 hands in a row, all with nothing lower than a full house EVERYTIME! and what's worse we all thought she was bluffing but doing it really badly. oh no, this girl had to be endowed with unbeleivably good luck just then. by the end i just folded from the start. i was determined to hold on to at least a small shred of my dignity, even though i got raped at a game that she didn't know anything about, and i have played for years. but hey, at least everybody else was as bad off as i was. and the whole time she had this innocent little grin on her face. all i know is, that kind of luck doesn't die easily so i'm not gonna play with her for a week or 2, (call me superstitious if you want, i'd prefer to keep my money)

  posted by Unknown @ 10:48 ip.

 
look up skyward, tell what you see,
it might be the sky, it might be a tree

either one will do just fine,
endless nothing, spruce or pine

tall, majestic, bright and blue
cooling shade, hot sun on you.

both are old, both are new,
just shut up, or i'll poo on you

  posted by Unknown @ 7:21 ip.

 
i've been doing alot of thinking lately, and i'm afraid it's gotten me into much more trouble than it's worth, but still, remember last year that kid chris got struck by lightning? i didn't realize it but he sits in the table across from ours at lunch, the strike messed with his head and even though he should have graduated last year he's in special ed now. i couldn't beleive that was him. i didn't even recognize him until shibani pointed him out to me. and then mina told me he was an unbeleivable clarinet player. i never knew that i guess because he didn't march and was in first band so i never really saw him. now everytime i go to lunch i start to think about how quickly u're life can go from that to drooling on u're self while you contemplate opening a can of coke

  posted by Unknown @ 8:06 ip.

 
if there's one thing i need to say it's this...i'm not gonna screw things up between us, and if u're worried that i am LET ME KNOW cuz that's the last thing i would ever want to do.

  posted by Unknown @ 5:29 ip.

 
zachshack610: dude, dog backwards is god, i think that means something
EgyptianSherlock: did u just figure that out
EgyptianSherlock: yeah and dog is man's best friend...
zachshack610: woah
zachshack610: u're blowin my mind
EgyptianSherlock: lol
zachshack610: dogs are also protectors of man
zachshack610: a.k.a. gaurd dogs
EgyptianSherlock: it's ok zach
EgyptianSherlock: breathe
zachshack610: but on the other hand,dogs serve man
zachshack610: we are superior to them
zachshack610: not so with god
zachshack610: at least i hope not
EgyptianSherlock: not your dog
EgyptianSherlock: man, he dominated that kickball game
zachshack610: haha
zachshack610: that's true
zachshack610: but if you remember he did only what i told him too
zachshack610: a.k.a. having a benny burger
EgyptianSherlock: lol

  posted by Unknown @ 8:49 ip.

 
what the hell is the deal with socks? don't we have shoes to protect our feet, i mean come on, they could put better insulation or lining crap on the inside of shoes and completely eliminate the need for socks. i think socks are something thought up by the shoe companies to make an extra buck. i mean look closely next time you buy socks, unless their those weird toe socks or the ones u see girls wearing all the time with all that stuff on em. odds are they are made by a shoe company or a branch of a shoe company under a different name.

on a slightly related topic, about 5 years ago i tried to go without shoes or socks. not all the time, i mean they wouldn't let me do it in school and i wouldnt ever go barefoot into a public bathroom (which reminds me of something else i'll get back to later)but whenever i had the chance i would go barefoot. and living in the mountains that's not easy what with all the rocks and nettles, biting snakes and insects, ticks, and all sorts of a sharp and painful things. but nevertheless in a matter of months the soles of my feet were like the soles of soft shoes, unfortunatly along with the shoe like feet came the dirty feet, like a hippie, not disgusting dirty just natural dirty. and my mom, not wanting me to become a hippie, made me wash my feet, after that my hopes of a shoeless future where crushed, my the clean antiseptic sterilized pads of my feet.

ok going back to the nasty public restrooms on the way home today the car died in amarillo and as we were waiting for the mechanic i went into the bathroom in flipflops the floor was so nasty i couldn't even bring myself to wear them in the car. so i stuck em way down in the bottom of the trunk and have no intention of getting them back.

now that i think about it if they just stopped selling shoes i don't think anything would happen. i mean it would take about a year for us to feel the real effects when our shoes begin to wear down.but after the initial shock people would just not wear shoes. i mean look at almost every primitive culture, almost none of them wear any foot coverings and they walk over much worse stuff than we do. shoes are just another example of something. originally useless that has become a symbol of civilization and western dominance. it has been so ingrained in our heads that we don't even consider the fact that we don't NEED shoes at all. wait, i take that back, we do need shoes, we have ingrained this doctrine of foot covering into our society for so long that our bodies have adapted to it. a.k.a. the pads of our feet have become thinner and more sensitive.

i'm not saying i'm just not gonna buy shoes anymore, that's ridiculous even though i notice how stupid the whole thing is, i like the majority of the world am an addict. comfort is by far the most addictive thing on earth. and with each new born westerner, we become more and more dependant on our comfort.shoes are just a smaller example of this. we are so far addicted to comfort, that only one thing, can set us straight, unfortunatly our society is so perverse and distorted in it's views on human decency and equality the salvation of us all is incomprehensible to most. in layman's terms we would have to induce some sort of climatic cultural change in the world that would most definitly result in the loss of many lives, even though it would in effect save the other 6.5 billion of us from a much worse fate, ineptitude.

  posted by Unknown @ 12:49 ap.

 
for the last post listen to clint mansell's- 2 pi r. or watch the movie pie

  posted by Unknown @ 12:17 ap.

 
1:16- personal note- my mother told me never to stare into the sun. i did. at first it was blinding then my pupils became the size of pinheads as i forced myself not to blink. suddenly it all became clear. the pattern had emerged....the doctors weren't sure if i would ever see again. but the light pierced through the bandages.

  posted by Unknown @ 12:16 ap.

 
C+E=L
L/B=CxB
CxB=T
T/S=chaos

now that's some crazy pointless math, ironically it never gets me anywhere but chaos.

  posted by Unknown @ 5:31 ip.

 
tonight my parents and i were having this discussion about the daughter of one of my dad's close friends. it's really really sad, but i'm gonna write about it anyway because i need to get it off my mind...

i'm not gonna mention any names here, so let's just call her Jane. i only met jane once, during freshman year, her, her older sister, and her parents came over to our house, we swam and stuff, it turned out that jane is the same age as me and played bass clarinet in the marching band at her high school. after that i hadn't heard anything about her until recently, but then i got nothing but a good impression of her.

lately she's fallen into some bad drug and alchohal problems and has been going to therapy regularly. i'll finish this l8tr, cuz i'm tired, and it's only 9:30 and i'm confused that i'm tired at 9:30 so to fix my confusion i'm gonna go to bed it'll be done tmrw probably


  posted by Unknown @ 8:32 ip.

 
The Zattic

  posted by Unknown @ 7:22 ip.

 
i'm gonna make a blog of all the best posts from this blog i think, i'll get back to you guys on the address....


  posted by Unknown @ 10:19 ip.

 
aw what the heck, i'll talk about what i would, should, or could talk about. if it would, could or should be talked about in here. well some of it, okay very little of it, because there's some stuff that i shouldn't talk about on here because of some readers which don't think i know that they read this (for those "older" readers, if you wanna figure out what's going on with me try asking me, it's alot easier than spying)

yeah some of you know this and many of you don't but i'm going out with ashlee now...so yeah. don't look so surprised, yeah you. i see you.

i notice way too much for my own good, i mean, people leave hints out there, thinking they'll just get u're attention then they're surprised when you put the hints together and know everything that's going on. and then they get mad at you for figuring out what they wanted you to want to know about.

u're sitting in a fast food restaraunt, when a woman anywhere from 22-27 years old, comes in with 2 children and a huge bag, the kids are crying and the woman yells at them. she orders 2 kids meals and sits down. most people, would probably see nothing but a lady having a bad day, here's what i saw...the first thing i noticed was her bag, "university of phoenix" was written on the front, next, her children were at least 3 years apart in age. one looked around 8 or 9 the other 5 or 6, neither one looked anything like her but they looked nothing alike either, i know she was their mother because they called her mom., her younger child, corrected her on what he wanted on his hamburger no lettuce or tomatoes but extra onions and pickles. she sat down, and began writing out of a large textbook. after they left i noticed she got into an autoshop loaner car. that had large amounts of trash and clutter in the back window. here we have a woman who most likely got pregnant in high school, dropped out, the father left her, and she married another man had a second child with him. divorced him and does not have full custody of her second child, hence is not familiar with his likes and dislikes. recently she decided to earn her G.E.D. through correspondence courses at the University of Pheonix. about 2 weeks ago she was involved in a serious car accident, probably not her fault or else she might not have been able to have afforded the loaner car (assuming it wasn't free). she most likely has a steady job, and is putting her life back on track. i noticed these things as i was eating with a friend. later i asked him what he remembered about her, and he didn't even notice she was there.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:10 ip.

 
well there's alot i could talk about, and alot i would talk about, could i talk about what i would talk about, but if i would talk about what i could talk about then what i could talk about would become what i should talk about...talking about what i would, should, or could talk about makes me tired. i'm gonna go take a nap.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:41 ip.

 
we wonder what worries wayward wings,
when weary wanderers
weave webs wonderfully winding.
withering, wilting, wasting, waiting,
waltzing within worlds washed wayward,
whipping winds, welting wizards
wizards wandering, wondering,
weary with whipping wings, worlds Away.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:34 ip.

 
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


this poem is probably the most significant literary influence on my life, it has gotten me through alot, and i feel like it's something everybody should take to heart. it's by far my favorite work of poetry ever

  posted by Unknown @ 4:00 ip.

 
A WORD TO ALL ABOUT COPYRIGHTS!

a couple days ago nickle wanted to use one of the poems i put in here in some english project. she said she could use one from an unpublished source. which got me thinking and although i'm not completely positive of all of the legal aspects of it. i think it's safe to say that when you put something in your blog. you are publishing it, just under an independant publishing site (blogger). this got me thinking even more about if somebody took something out of my blog without giving me credit. so just for laughs i searched for the title of all of the poems i have in here, in google. and beleive it or not i found one children's wine which i wrote for english and isn't even that good, was in a website for an 8th grade english class under some other kids name, (i'm not gonna mention it here). so i emailed the teacher with a link to the day that i published that poem to prove to her that I wrote it and am waiting for her to get back. i don't know i'm pissed off the kid didn't give me credit, but it's also kind of flattering that of all the stuff on the internet he chose my poetry to steal and exploit. ah well i hope he gets screwed big time for it. cuz i'm finally on the other end of the plagarism (jk).

now that i think about it i'm really surprised the kid got to my blog in the first place, i mean it's not exactly easy to come by unless u're looking for it. he couldn't have been looking for poetry cuz he never would have gotten to my blog. my guess is he was just surfing found it saw a poem he liked and thought it would be good.

i'll post when the teacher responds to my email

  posted by Unknown @ 7:23 ip.

 
yesterday i was going to the hardware store on 1960 and stuebner to get some 1 1/2 inch philip's head pan headed sheet metal screws...so anyway i was waiting at the light and i see this ambulance go flying bye then about a second behind him are 2 towtrucks...
then as i was coming back with 30 1 1/2 inch philip's head panheaded sheetmetal screws there were these 2 different tow trucks racing to beat each other to a wreck. these guys were cutting each other off, swerving like they were gonna ram each other, and goin at least 20 over the speed limit, they came up beside me and one guy after gaining the lead came about 3 inches from hitting this tiny little car. and what does he do? honks his horn at her for braking at a red light. it turns green and i could tell they were gonna do the same thing to me so i just slowed way down and let them pass me. but i could still see them way ahead putting everybody on the road's live's in danger for one wreck. it was insane. and so unbeleivably stupid i started laughing.

  posted by Unknown @ 11:50 ap.

 
some of you are expecting me to write something about the thing that's goin on write now, don't take it personally when i don't write about "it" in here because...yeah. don't worry though, i will eventually i promise.

  posted by Unknown @ 4:13 ip.

 
i got called down to the ap's office today for tardies...this is the guy that took over for phelps, when i got the request everybody in my class was like "oooh somebodies busted" but the thing is i had no idea who steve owens was so once i figured that out i go down to his office and just kind of jokingly walk in and say "hey steve! how's it goin?" unfortunately a split second after i said it i realized that it might not be a good idea to say that. i think at first he thought it was funny, but then his smile evolved into an evil grimace when he realized i wasn't somebody he, knew and worse a student with too many tardies. as the grimace became more grimacelike he replied "i would prefer it if you referred to me as Mr. Owens. so then i shut my mouth for awhile and let him talk about my tardies. when he asked for a reason for being tardy to first period 4 times, i really really wanted to pantomime it out (ex. snore with head resting on hands like pillow, then vroom vroom honk honk for driving fast) but luckily this time i caught myself before i did that. so surprisingly let me go even though i had 6 tardies, without detention, he let one slide because i told him it was band related

  posted by Unknown @ 4:11 ip.

 
frank sinatra put it best....

  posted by Unknown @ 11:51 ap.

 
ENTANGLEMENT OF LIFE
a girl cries in the room next door,
sad, alone, swimming in the floor.

the cause of her tears i do not know,
the misting of her eyes will dry into snow.

who is that girl in the room next to mine?
weeping for a life so deeply sublime,

i do not know what saddens her so,
and if i did would it help to know?

in the dark alone with painful sorrow
no hope is left but for a fateful tomorrow.

they could be tears of love or joy,
but the sounds of mourning fill the voi'

this girl who lives in the room next to mine,
has been a part of me entwined.

she hates me ,deplores me, curses me to dust
yet i'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm sorry for trust.

the girl in the dark, weeping for light,
crying for sadness of unknown respite.

she weeps for one, she weeps for all
i wish i could help her, but she is set to fall.

she thinks no one hears her, crying in there,
a cold dark place, too much a lair

i hear her, i hear her, weeping in the gloom,
do not fear, sweet girl, all is not doom.


  posted by Unknown @ 9:04 ip.

 
lately i've noticed people have been putting really mushy stuff in the AIM profiles/away messages. because i'm me and i do this here are some examples...enjoy.

"I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow, I watched the stars crash in the sea, If I could ask God just one question, why aren't you here with me tonight?"

"The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right next to them knowing you can't have them."

"Wishing I could wake up, get in the car, and awake my sleeping beauty with a kiss."

"Wait for the girl who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, the kind of girl who brings out the best in you, and makes you want to be a better person. Wait for the girl who will be your best friend, the person who will drop everything to be with you at any time of the day no matter what the circumstances. Wait for the girl who makes you smile like no other girl makes you smile and when she smiles you know she needs you. Wait for the girl who wants to show you off to the world when you are in normal everyday clothes, but appreciates it when you get all dressed up for her. And most of all, wait for the girl who will put you at the center of her universe, because obviously she'll be at the center of yours."

"the meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction both are transformed."

"dreaming in a flaming tear
daily consumption of thoughts
a perfect circle
turned over
a heavy saturated silence
living in this current wind"

now i understand if yall (those of you whose stuff i put up here) find this stuff inspirational. but to be honest i've seen so much of it lately that i felt a proscription list was necessary (it's the old use of the word look it up)

again because i'm me and don't have nearly enough respect for people (even though i mean no offense by this) i'm gonna point out one or 2 people in particular. wait before i tell you i'll give you three guesses. here's a hint, he's in band she is not, both are in APUSH and are dating each other. THAT'S RIGHT RYAN AND ALISON. (although i don't have anythning from her profile up there there's plenty of it she just isn't online at this moment) i'm sure u guys are deeply infatuated with each other. but honestly we can all tell that without your helpful commentary and however glad i am for both of you (which i am) i think it's safe to say that i could do without the lovey dovey crap for now.

p.s. i'm sure once i get in another one of those kinds of relationships i'm gonna read this post and not agree with it at all. but hey that's life. so future zach, when you read this, don't be a whipped dog and wipe away the haze.

  posted by Unknown @ 6:49 ip.

 
earlier this afternoon i wrote this phenomenal post (if i do say so myself) but my stupid computer had to crash as it was publishing, this thing was really long so i'm just gonna summarize it now, until i feel like rewriting the whole thing...

mina is a control hog when it comes to music
jazz was created out of everything that is wrong in classicaly styled music
i'm not obsessed with jazz just trying to widen my views of music beyond what we learn in band
big mac's are good but they make me wanna take a nap

  posted by Unknown @ 7:57 ip.

 
tonight at dinner somebody (i don't recall who) just kind of jokingly mentioned that i have nothing good to say so that's why i'm so random....like hell i don't have anything to say. and if people are getting the wrong impression because of the part of my personality that a whole bunch of OTHER people are building up. then maybe i need to change the way i let people percieve who i am. cuz to be frank random isn't an aspect that i wanna keep around in my life.

  posted by Unknown @ 12:41 ap.

 
i just thought this was worth blogging about....about 10 minutes ago at like 12:30 my phone rings but i didn't remember where it was so i didn't get to it in time. the missed call was an unknown number so i called it and some girl is like "what bitch" which kinda surprised me mainly cuz i've never thought of my self as a bitch so i said well if i'm a bitch then u're a slut (i didn't really say that but it would have been cool if i did) no what i said was "who the hell are you and why are you calling MY phone at 12:30 in the morning talking to ME like that. there was a silent pause. and of all things she had to ask "is this Alexis?" after then i couldn't help but start laughing and then she said sorry and that was that. but still it's not everyday some random unknown person calls to say u're a bitch

  posted by Unknown @ 11:41 ip.

 
sorry it's been sucha long time since i've really updated this old bird. but i'm here now. and here is my first REAL post in a long long time-

a couple weeks ago at church there was this baby being baptized. this kid screamed and screamed for the entire ceremony like it was fire they were bathing his head in. the entire congregation thought this was really funny, but i, being me looked past the humour into it and came up with a religiously philsophical analysis of the situation (if i'm not being to brash). the way i saw it. that little boy (andrew i think his name was) represented every person who is denying spirituality in there life. he complained and groaned. but the fact of the matter was, he didn't know what he was crying about he was just scared because everything was new and different. he was so concentrated on his own discomfort that he never realized the love that was emanating from that entire congregation. much in the way that nonreligious people never look for whatever it is truly spiritual people find so...redeeming. but when the pastor took this child into his arms and shushed him gently the baby grew quiet and began to listen. in both a phsical and symbolic aspect the pastor WAS the holy ghost or it's counterpart if u're not a christian. once the baby was calmed down the pastor reached in to the holy water and simply dipped his hand in and touched the childs forehead. that's all it takes. it doesn't take much to make god a part of you only a gesture of warmth and compassion. as soon as andrew had been anointed with the holy water he began crying all over again. this was the most signifcant part of the spectacle to me. we are all human. no matter how much the spirit of god is in us. we still make human mistakes. for that reason alone our jesus died for us. but many of us forget he did not only die for us but he died BECAUSE of us as well. because we are human he gave his life and we took his life from him. Andrew although was still a christian was first a human. and as a humandid not fully recognize what was done to him and for him that sunday morning.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:59 ip.

 
go here this is freakin creepy it's so effective.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:13 ip.

 
some of you know about the stuff that has been going on with me lately but, i think i should just let you all know, it's over, there's no point in even trying. you know who isn't you know what. oh well i just need to get my mind off all that mess. even if it takes awhile. so that's how things stand as of now.

95% of you have no idea what this is about and if you try and guess you might or might not be right so don't even try. and if u're pissed off that i didn't include you GO TO HELL!!

  posted by Unknown @ 9:05 ip.

 
today i would have to say my word of the day is leviathan.. i know i'm reading moby dick but still it's a really cool whale. in fact everday for the past week or so i've been drawing a scene from moby dick on mrs. simmons chalk board each day i'll add an installment. (i just do this while she's teaching. she doesn't care cuz simone is cool like that) so far i've got a LEVIATHAN, a whaling ship, water, and a boat with capt. ahab and a harpoon. i'm sort of running out of things to put in the picture, maybe a sea monster coming up from beneath about to eat the ship i don't know we'll see tomorrow

  posted by Unknown @ 5:03 ip.

 
today was one of those days that was ...trying of my patience, to put it lightly. after school we had sectionals which in itself got me in a bad mood. then after i dropped mina off i'm went home, then as soon as i step foot in the door the phone rings and i have to go back out and get stuff for dinner so i go back out and as i'm heading to randalls some old lady she had to have been like 70 something cuts me off and starts honking her horn and yelling that i'm going to slow when i'm already goin 50 in a 45 speed limit. because racing along during rush hour doesn't get you anywhere i pulled up next to her at the light. it was kinda startling cuz she looked like my sweet old granny until she gave me the finger and told me and i quote "what the hell were you doing you dumb little fuck?! this isn't lala time people have places to go ya know." then to herself "jeez the people they let drive these days" upon hearing this i informed her what the speed limit was and the speed i was going and then asked her where she was going so as to find a faster route so as to meet with her busy schedule. i think this kinda caught her off guardand then as she told me to go to hell and sped off nearly colliding with the back of a truck i told her to have a nice day as i left her in my dust.
AND THEN after i get to randalls and back home i should suddenly remember that i now need to go back to school and get my APUSH book for homework. so once again i climb tiredly back into the car and in another bizarre twist of road rage i'm going down stuebner airline when another guy, probably in his 40's comes flying up behind me going (i'm guestimating) 65 in a 40 speed limit. there wasn't room to let him by so he laid down on the horn and ironically said "what's the hold up you dumb little fuck? the very same name grandma used for me. it finally cleared and i let him by when what should he do but give me the finger! the best part is though a cop was turning out as all this was happening and pulled him over a little ways down and as i went bye the cop smiled and waved and i smiled and said "have a nice day officer!"
so i got to school got the book then came home to find my mom had parked in the driveway...no biggie i can just park across the cul-de-sac so i pull around when my horrible neighbor joe mcalister comes out. (this guy is a complete wacko, his wife is a wacko his mother is a wacko and his kids are awful and they all live in the same house, this guy gets off by exerting power over other people) he saw that my parents weren't around and decided he could be as rude as he wanted to me. after all i'm just a kid, what am i gonna do? so he's like "you can't park there,it's in front of my lawn" in response i said "i'm sorry were you planning to do yardwork this evening" whereas he replied " don't be sarcastic with me! you've got no respect for your elders just like the rest of your UNCHRISTIAN family" now i hate to say after all i'd delt with this evening i was on my last strand and this comment cut throw that like a knife through butter. i completely lost it. i can't recall exactly what i said but i know it was loud enough for the other neighbors to come out and watch. and by the time i was done he said he was gonna call the police but couldn't meet my eyes when he said this. he didn't though, or if he did they didn't come cuz i wasn't breaking any law. and even if i was all my other neighbors hate this family as much as mine does and would have backed me up completely. unchristian! the guys lucky i didn't hit him. well i guess i am to cuz that would have meant a night in jail. man just thinking about him saying that to me gets my blood boiling all over again. especially coming from a guy who beats his wife and children and is such a nutjob himself.
i'm gonna go cool off for awhile i think.

  posted by Unknown @ 6:47 ip.

 
the trip to new guinea is off. due to financial complications. new i'll probably end up going to college getting some dull cubicle job meeting someone getting married having kids and live out a dull insignificant life. as a grandfather the only stories i'll have to tell my grandkids will be like the time i misused fireworks. my one wish is instead to be able to tell my grandkids about how i saw things and people that the modern world has never seen. that i could have memories to tell my grandchildren that wouldn't entertain them but inspire them.

  posted by Unknown @ 9:08 ip.

 
the way i look at it there are too types of musicians the one's who are naturally inclined to music and those who arent. an example of a naturally inclined musician would be mozart who composed his first peice at the age of 4, but he's a bad example because he was such a rare occurance. another example would be oh..let's say mina hanna. mina is a very talented musician who doesn't have to put in alot of effort to succeed. he can blow off the region music until the last two weeks and still make it to area.
then there's me the person who is not musically inclined. it has taken me 7 years (yes seven i did start playing clarinet in 5th grade although a mule would've made a better teacher than the one i had) i also took piano lessons for 3 years before that. yet my entire musical life i have never made it to a top band, won at a competition, or even really been recognized by my instructors until now. i like to think that my lack of musical prowess is not due to lack of practice. (albeit i didn't really practice the first year or two but once i fell in love with the music along with that came all aspects of it). why is it that i work my ass off to get the same credit that someone else can just go up and take. i don't get it, and i know this probably sounds really self-centered but bear with me. the blog does have my name in it.
and finally there is the true musician who can deftly combine an innert skill and hard work involved in fine tuning it. one person comes to mind when i think of this. Katie Eckstrom it is obvious to anyone that has ever heard her play that she has a prepossessed talent to music, but for those that really know her , they know how much effort she puts into it too. for awhile i immediately jumped to the conclusion that she was always first chair in first band simply because she was katie eckstrom, the girl with the gift that just did it well because she could do it well.through no effort of her own. but once i got to know all the stress and pressure she put on herself to acheive what she has she changed from the person to be jealous of to the person who's example to follow.
no matter what the inclination to music. one thing is certain. we all are in love with music. i can't say for certain for them. but for me it is truly a romantic relationship. hearing the mourning sighs of the strings in barber's adagio for strings, or the polyphonic rhythms in freestyle jazz. for me music fills the gap that i'm missing from parts of my life. as the gap gets bigger it just keeps getting filled. it's almost as if god is showing himself to me through my love of music. it doesn't matter how good i am at the music, or how long i practiced to get that good. when i play something that i love i'm the equal of any musician.

  posted by Unknown @ 12:50 ap.

 
i feel the need to tell you a story about a guy i know (THIS IS NOT ME!!!! IF THIS WAS ME YALL WOULD KNOW IT). for his privacy let's call him Johnny B. Good. now johnny B. good is generally an okay guy, he tries to live a decent life, but unfortunately is stricken with the disorder of being a compulsive liar. no matter how much johnny B. Good tries he just subconciousely makes up these stories. from what he's told me he's aware of the fact that he is lying as he is doing it, but doesn't stop. it's not that he can't because i'm sure with the right initiative he could get some help. because clearly this is a really big problem for Johnny. i think what is more troubling for johnny is not the fact that he is a compulsive liar but the fact that he is REALLY good at it. until recently nobody knew of his problem. not his parents, his siblings, his girlfriend. NOBODY this was very startling to johnny because to him it only helped to condemn him to these stories until he was eventually got caught, which had never happened since he can remember having this problem. after doing some research myself i found out that being a compulsive liar is a subconcious craving of attention. in other words you don't feel your interesting enough of a person for people to like you, so you make you're life more interesting with falsehoods. the thing is people with this condition never feel as if they are receiving enough attention and eventually their lies become reality to them because they've lived with them so long. long-term compulsive liars often have a near photographic or photographic memory which makes keeping track of all they're stories that much easier. the only way for a compulsive liar to change is to confront his/her own self as well as the others he has deceived and come clean. recently johnny B. good came to me and just came clean. i'll admit that the johnny b. good that i thought i knew was not the person that stood before me. i also couldn't beleive that someone could just lie like that. and then i realized how much more these lies were hurting him than they were hurting me. that was his ultimate fear that once his friends and family knew that he had lied to their faces time and again that they would want nothing to do with him. i don't think people realize compulsive liar isn't just a joke or cheap shot at someone but it really is a condition and ruins peoples lives. i think if every one of us had the guts that johnny B. Good had to put his entire life and all his friendships on the line for the truth. the world would be a beautiful place. Johnny B. Good's resolution to change and his courage has moved me to look at the flaws in my life and do everything in my power to amend them. take a moment, and think of all the things you've done before and know you'll do again, doesn't matter if it's drugs, sex whatever if it's not right and you know it's not right think of johnny B. Good he put his life on the line for moral superiority. why shouldn't you?

  posted by Unknown @ 10:49 ip.

 
today my blog turns a year old...*tear*...it's growing up so fast. it seems like just yesterday it was learning to walk and now it's doin crack and driveby's. my little bloggy is all grown up.

:'(

  posted by Unknown @ 5:38 ip.

 
alot of people get the idea that i have no common sense, that's not true...the way that i look at is i have alot more common sense than most people i just choose not to use when i don't need to use it. it makes things more interesting. in a tight situation i know for a fact, that i react more rationally than alot of people i know. so the next time you see me do something stupid, remember that it's only because i don't care

  posted by Unknown @ 5:58 ap.

 
tonight i learned what it really feels like to have an explosive go off in an intimate distance with one's hand. i still have all my fingers, but they're not exactly in tip top shape.

  posted by Unknown @ 11:04 ip.

 
damnit i need a girlfriend and on a different note, this has been the longest worst cold i've ever had

  posted by Unknown @ 10:33 ip.

 
cold sucks, write more when i don't feel like crap

  posted by Unknown @ 8:13 ap.

 
merry christmas to all and to all a good night

  posted by Unknown @ 5:44 ip.

 
lately i've been thinking about sound...we do so much with it, and as a people have evolved it to constantly be with us. no matter where you go there's somesort of background noise, for example. without any action on my part at this moment, there is the upstairs tv the downstairs tv, my brother's radio, a car outside, the hum of the computer, my mom and dad talking and an unknown high-pitch whining sound going on. we have become so used to these sounds that automatically block them out. but the way i see it, we aren't blocking them out we're simply surrendering ourselves to an invasion of personal privacy. right now as you are reading this stop...and just listen and think of all the things you hear. i guarantee you that some of you will just think of tv or music, but listen beyond that, listen for the hum of the computer, the high pitch ringing that can be heard floating above the sound of the tv. listen for the cars outside or the squeaking of a chair. after listening to all these things remember that they are ALWAYS there. it is rape of the auditory nerves, constantly. i think that's why the mountains, any mountains, appeal to me so much. for those of you that have been to the places of which i speak you know what i'm talking about, and if u're not sure than you have yet to experience it. it's silent. not quiet, not lulled but absolutely silent. you can hear the blood flowing in your head, you can feel your own heart beat and the pulsation that works it's way through your body, you can listen to your breathing....the point i think i'm tring to make is there's a reason the words peace and quiet go together so well. it's true, with with silence there is peace, with peace there is silence, so someday, anyday, break away from the routine. go where there is no traffic, no stereo, no cars no people, no wind, no animals, and feel the awesome power that silence really is, you can actually feel it's presence and it's enormous. it's one of those things that some people accept as spiritual inspiration, i feel differently i think of it as not a spiritual force, but a natural one, that can be tapped into by anyone with the mental insight and and spiritual acceptance. i'm not saying i'm one of these people because nobody can truly claim that for themselves, but...well... you have to experience silence to understand what i'm saying.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:59 ip.

 
i thought of a riddle while listening to miles davis hit single, so what...it goes something like this



i stand on a stand
am often recited with a hand
i read like a book
but don't have that look
at me you can peer
but also can hear
anyone can see me
but few can read me.
what am I?

i know some of the rhymes don't match but give me a break i thought of it in like 10 minutes






The answer- sheet music

  posted by Unknown @ 5:34 ip.

 
i wanna learn to play the harmonica...but first i need to get a harmonica i think, i don't know i could probably improvise with something but after a while i think i'd need the real thing...damn i hate being broke

  posted by Unknown @ 3:46 ip.

 
BITCHIN GOOD TIME!

  posted by Unknown @ 3:44 ip.

 
damnit...damnit, damnit, damnit. so close i can almost grasp it, yet at the same time so far away i'll never get the chance.

  posted by Unknown @ 3:56 ip.

 
well today Alex admitted defeat and called a towtruck. apparently HE barely got it out, so i doubt Ben could have done it. but at least the cars back

  posted by Unknown @ 3:07 ip.

 
update on the rodeo...still stuck, but today me alex and alfie, dug trenches for the back tires, i miss the car but jeez is mud fun. who'd of thought getting filthy could bring so much pleasure. i actually completely forgot about finals and school and all that other crap as i plunged my hands to the mud/water, feeling for the edges of a tire, and grabbing at roots/grass, mud etc. by the time we were done my last pair of clean blue jeans, and a black shirt was solid brown. and my waterproof boots were soaked completely through. so now i'm down to wearing cowboy boots or these other shoes which are kinda small to school.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:33 ip.

 
oh man the rodeo is stuck bad, we went out yesterday and tried to just rock it out with 4 guys and it wouldn't even budge, so today we went back with the suburban and a tow rope. it was soo muddy we had to use boards to get the suburban even close enough for the toe rope. and the whole time the dog was going crazy, he almost got ran over a couple times...dumb dog. so first we brought the suburban in forwards and realized on the front there isn't a place strong enough to attach the toe rope, so my dads driving the suburban and gets it out but gets IT stuck in some mud so me alfie and alex go and push the suburban out of that situation he brings it around and backs it in, again getting it stuck in the mud, we got it out of that too, and using boards get it in range of the tow rope. me alex and alfie life on the rodeo as my dad gives it gas, basically with the mud we had one shot at this, almost instantly the suburban kicked the boards out from under it. and it was a lost cause, and the suburban is once again stuck so i put boards under the two back tires and we push but my dad gave too much gas and the boards kicked out again, one flew out and i have no idea how i got my foot out of the way in time, but it was really close, but we pushed enough were it kinda eased out. not wanting to take anymore chances he gunned it the rest of the way out of the mud. by that time we were all a mess. you couldn't tell my blue jeans had once been blue, and my brother was soaked as well as muddy, from having to lay down in the mud and find the tow hook on the suburban. the whole time alfie took pictures. so if i get hold of those you might get to see em. so the rodeo is still out there, all alone...exposed...in the cold...lonely....jeez my brother's a dumbass.

so anyway he's out there right now with some guy with a REAL truck (4 wheel drive V8 and off road tires) so maybe that'll do the trick. i just want my car back.

  posted by Unknown @ 9:43 ip.

 
dumbass brother gets the rodeo stuck in a crapload of mud, and he breaks the .22, i have no idea how, cuz it's close to indestructable

  posted by Unknown @ 9:13 ap.

 
my blog is officially back now that there's a link to it in this blog

  posted by Unknown @ 7:38 ip.

 
if this whole region band thing has taught me anything it's this. i have been lied to my entire life...i have always been told that if you work hard at something i can always acheive it. i put more effort into this with the simple goal of just MAKING region band than i have for almost anything. i've never made it before or anything similiar to it.for the past 3 MONTHS i have given up friday nights, weekends, afternoons, lunch etc. for this. i have practiced that damn music so much that all the other people in 3rd band are sick of hearing it and what does it get me? absolutely nothing. of course this is not the first time this lie has been revealed to me. all throughout my life i have worked my ass off at stuff and failed, and every time i bring up the fact that no matter how much i work at something, it's not gonna happen, my parents are just like, "you just didn't try hard enough, just try harder next time. i've had enough of that bullshit. i think i can take a little bit of brutal honesty from them. It's like they learned everything they know about parenting from a book. that would probably explain alot of stuff. if i hear, "there's always next year" one more time i'm gonna blow a blood vessel, people have been telling me that for the past 16 years. next year doesn't matter, why the hell should it everytime i've put this much effort into something like this it never goes my way. i'm not saying that i'm gonna give up but the effort is definitely not there anymore. there's no point for it.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:16 ip.

 
well alot of stuff has happened since i posted on here last, but seeing as i DO have premature alzheimers disease i probably won't remember the majority of it. but i'll just talk about the most recent events now before i forget them.

Region band auditions where today...got up at 5:25 then mina me katie and felipe drove over to westfield. once there we warmed up then went to our room which was for bass clarinets and misc. woodwinds (contra alto, e flat alto, english horn, piccolo etc.) so the room was packed once everything got sorted out and the bass clarinets got in there (mina auditioned on contra) there turned out to be 35 bass clarinets which more than there have been in a long time. so we get going Katie got letter B so she had to go second. we played the slow etude and chromatic first, she did perfectly on both. then after other people (i was surprised at how much most of them really sucked, it was like a 7th grade audition) i went on chromatic it went fine then once i got up to 3rd octave it jumped down to second (that NEVER happens on my horn) but it didn't slow me down, or screw me up really so i don't think they took off too much. then was the fast etude, and the E scale 3 octaves (our only 3 octave scale) katie went and i have to say that was really the one and only problem that she really had at all, but she kinda rushed the scale, got ahead of herself. her etude was again, flawless. then after some more crap people and a few good ones (including this one tiny kid from the houston school of performing arts who was way to cocky for his own good) i went through the scale fine. and the etude was okay except for some chirping cuz before we went into the room this kid "accidentally bumped" into my horn, and chipped the reed, the other reed i brought with me wasn't nearly as good (i had spent alot of time customizing this read a.k.a. shaving it to the right hardness trimming top and sides to get a good length/width)s then there was the hard etude and the d flat scale. katie went and again a flawless performance, more people and then i went i don't know what went wrong, i KNOW that scale and i KNOW that etude. but on the scale i completely screwed up at the end of the first octave and had to restart the second octave going up, got through the rest fine, then the etude, i don't know i guess the bad scale got me off track cuz i made i big mistake after the next. i think i could have done alot better. now take in mind (not to be cocky or anything) but when i say i did really bad that doesn't even come close to some of the acoustic torture that wreaked havoc upon the ears of the rest of us. i think if i'd of done that etude and scale better i would have made phase 2 but as it ended up i got 3rd alternate. katie got first in phase 1 (congratulations)

after that katie, me, brent, janalyn, stephanie, felipe went to cliff's for lunch we managed to fit 6 people in brents tiny car, on the way there janalyn had to lay across those of us in the back seat on me on the way back. (HONEY BAKED HAM!!! [u had to be there])we got back and mina had finished then phase 2 i would have gone home but my parents just completely blew me off so i had to wait around for a ride. after that katie got first again (HUGE CONGRATULATIONS!!!!) and so did mina although i have to say it was kinda by default seeing as only 2 contras tried out so they both automatically made it to stage 2 and then of course mina was gonna beat that other guy. so it's just a gimme but still i think both you really have a good chance of going all the way to state. seriously.

so then we went home i did nothing then at 7 went over to alex barrera's house and worked on the huge english project. and that was it.

i said earlier i would talk about the other stuff that happened since i posted last.........i lied

  posted by Unknown @ 9:19 ip.

 
as several people have pointed out to me i need to post on here again. but seeing as it's the end of the semester with a ton of work it could be a little while, but i promise as soon as i get a long enough chance i will

  posted by Unknown @ 9:01 ip.

 
alot of you are probably wondering what the deal was with that post a couple days ago, and what happened, what caused it etc. looking back at it, i realize now that it was a really stupid thing to post on a blog, and i only did that because i was really pissed off about some stuff at the time. but anyway the whole thing has been resolved and. now to appease those of you that are wondering what is going on with me.... i have come to the conclusion that this whole ordeal has nothing to do with any one person.... i'm just in a really bad slump right now, i don't know, i guess i feel like i need to be in some kind of relationship. anykind of relationship. something.

  posted by Unknown @ 3:41 ip.

 
wehaw

  posted by Unknown @ 3:32 ip.

 
yeah i'm definitley fan of bluegrass now. if you're not sure what it is listen to the soundtrack for O' brother where art thou the whole soundtrack is really good bluegrass

  posted by Unknown @ 2:06 ip.

 
i never fully recognized the skill involved in bluegrass and today have become a fan of yet another genre of music. sure you have to look past some of the hickness, but still, find anybody who can play the fiddle better than the fiddle player in charlie daniels band and i'll give u a pot o' gold

  posted by Unknown @ 10:11 ip.

 
i wrote a REALLY long post in here on an epiphany i had, it took me 2 hours to write, and it just got completely deleted right before i posted it, so instead of writing it all over again, if you're really interested, just ask me sometime i'm sure i'd be happy to tell you about it

  posted by Unknown @ 11:02 ip.

 
it's all over and done with so there's no need to worry about it.

  posted by Unknown @ 8:49 ap.

 
being is as depressing as being depressing is.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:32 ip.

 
man i love a weekend without the parents....

  posted by Unknown @ 10:49 ip.

 
today the craziest thing happened...this afternoon i get this call from the sheriff's office, and this guy was like "this is sheriff peterson, down at the sherriff's office, we have you're father in a holding cell for a series of unpaid tickets, he's gonna need $300 dollars within the hour to make bail." now as soon as he said "this is sheriff" i was thinking that they finally caught up to me for something or other. and then after he said it all, i started to freak out cuz i don't have $300 and i didn't know where i could get it that fast it actually crossed my mind just to leave him in jail. then after he let me get nice and panicked. he's like "GOTCHA!!! this is steve from H&H, u're dad is here and he put me up to it just so ya know. so what can i help you with?..." i was so pissed off. yeah i had my dad go by there to pick up some reeds for me and he didn't know what kind to get so he had the guy call me yada yada yada my dad got arrested.

  posted by Unknown @ 7:08 ip.