Time to Reminisce

I remember telling my cousin that the other faucet on the water cooler was poisoned. I remember when I got my first dog. I remember my mom coming out from the vet and telling me that we had to put our dog down, I remember her holding me in the back of the car while I sobbed. I remember finally finding peace once she was gone.I remember getting blue cotton candy ice cream and absolutely loving it. I remember the first time we kissed, I remember the feeling, I remember the first time I fell for her. I remember riding my bike down to the peppermint place. I remember the last 5 minutes before recces. I remember running for the tether ball court once the bell rang. I remember playing soccer in the snow. I remember the night games. I remember loosing my friends. I remember my best friend still being there though. I remember talking to him through the fence to see if he could play. I remember my Spongebob Pinata at my birthday party. I remember being afraid to get my hair cut. I remember hanging a parachute above my bed so it draped over the top of my bed. I remember playing tee-ball. I actually remembered to do this blog on time.

How to Effectively Watch TV

Step 1. Proceed to find a TV that works as well as has some sort of incoming TV signal. (cable or satellite)

Step 2. Proceed to turn the TV on whether by remote or by pressing a button the TV it does not matter

Step 3. Proceed to put the TV on the right input so the incoming cable signal appears on the TV

Step 4. Proceed to sit down facing the TV whether in a chair, on a couch. or even on the floor it makes no difference in the performance of the TV but it can increase the comfort of your TV watching experience if you sit in a comfortable chair

Step 5. Proceed change the channel coming through the TV until you find a show that you want to watch

Step 6. Proceed to adjust the volume of the TV until it is at a level that you can both hear comfortably and easily but is not hurting your ears or majorly disrupting those around you

Step 7. Proceed to watch the show, enjoy yourself, and forget about the world around you

Step 8. Proceed to watch the show and kind of let your mind wander

Step 9. Once you have had your fill of TV proceed to turn off the TV

Step 10. Proceed to do whatever the crap you feel like doing

I bet you never though watching some TV could have 10 whole steps did you...?

Blackout

Survival

The wisest stay cheerful, look sympathetic. Even though unkind years tragically rip on the human in us. We must accept it.

Gettin' Closer

Can I just get a break...

Why does the world constantly mock me by making easier until i get comfortable just so I can hit me the hardest it ever has?

I know that my problems aren't near as bad as probably half of the people who are reading this, if there even are any. And I'm sure none of you out there want to hear me bellyache about my problems which I'm know are compared to most people.

Why on earth would I just sit here, writing feeling sorry for myself when I could be out there helping other people with those problems tougher than mine?

Probably because in all reality I'm just a dot, just a little spec. Me, I'm nothing, I'm just dust in the wind and there are people even more worthless than I am... yes it is hard to believe but trust me it's true.

Maybe one day I can actually get out there and do something. For myself.

But for now I guess I can just keeping pushing getting closer and closer to what seems to be happiness. Maybe one day I can get there.

I just hope it's as bright as I picture it in my head...

Dear, her

She can always calm me down. She always says that I always know what to say and she doesn't.

But the truth is, is that she always says the right thing. She always comforts me and makes me feel better. In this crazy world a kid like me needs a lot of help... Help that isn't that easy to give.

I know she will probably never read this but I just want to tell her thank you. I want to tell her how thankful I am for all that she does for me.

Different

Different

Different

Different

Different

Different

This is a post about being different. We just had a whole class about being indie. People said that being indie is being different, but the way that people talk about it it only comes across as being different and being yourself but in a weird way.

To be completely hones I don't know at all why I just wrote that but I was thinking about being different.

It seems to me like my writing is already pretty dang scattered as it is... So I don't really know where to go from here to be different...

Yep, I need to go to bed:/

Good things

1. Movies
2. Tacos
3. Chuck
4. Psych
5. The Office
6. Mr. Nelson
7. Pokemon
8. Pools
9. Cheesecake
10. Gummy bears
11. Cookies
12. Ice Cream
13. Fruits
14. Vegetables
15. My blog
16. Peter Pan
17. Toy Story
18. Naps
19. Nachos
20. The number 21

stop

To all those sitting in the writing lab and looking at this blog I know that it may not be the most exciting and pimped blog. In fact I know it isn't because I have been looking through blogs for lie 20 minutes. To me this blog is just about the writing, and I know that I am not the best writer here either.

But to all of you are sitting writing this under the lamest blogs or something like that you are entitled to your opinion but just don't tell me about. If you are going to hate my blog I would hope it's because my writing sucks. Not because I don't have the most pimped blog here.

To all of you out there who are judging blogs that way I hope this changed your thinking at least a little bit. But I guess if you were one of the those people you wouldn't be reading this post anyways...

...

All of us have things that we love. Whether it be a deer, or your family, or tacos.

We all have our loves, so don't judge...

The Moon

This life that we live yesterday is absolutely chocked full of mystery. Far why the sun rises to why the moon comes out at night. From  why we wake up in the morning to why we go to sleep at night. There are aspects to this life that no matter what people say or think they CAN NOT be explained.

Personally just about everything is a mystery to me.

In this world it appears to me that too many people are trying to play god and explain all those things that can not be explained. They believe that we should have a perfect knowledge of everything. In my opinion a perfect knowledge is not something that we need and not something that I personally want. Mystery may be scary at times but at other times I see it as a comfort. Having a perfect knowledge of everything would probably make me worry about things that don't really even apply to me just because I know them.

Like they say ignorance is bliss.

And I prefer to stay in the dark.

Tick Tock

What is time? Is it nearly a measurement or is it something else? How much time do we have left?

Well to put it into perspective I have 10 more minutes before this blog post is due.

But in reality what is time? How can it shape us? How can it take who we are and change is completely?

Are we wasting time? Or do we not have enough of it? Do we even have the time to think about it?

We all had a box of crayons at one time. We would spend entire days drawing pictures, making music, dressing up, and so many other things. But what was one thing that we never used to do as kids? Worry about time. At least I know I didn't, and to be completely honest if you are as worried now about time as you were as a kid I would just like to say in sorry you had such a horrible childhood. But what happened to those days where time didn't matter? Where did they go? And where the freak are my crayons? I want them back right now!

Time controls the world around us. As we all just sit there and watch the clock

Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock...

Space Camp

Space Camp, that amazing place you go as a kid that lets you escape reality. A place that takes you to places that you could never go in your lifetime. A place that gets your heart racing about things that don't even exist. A place that exhilarates you. A place that you are so sad to leave. A place that you can't wait to go back to again.

What is my space camp?

It seems that as the years go on my mind moves farther from the fun space camp of my childhood to the boring space camp of adulthood. But is this new space camp actually boring?

No.

I can assure you that this space camp brings me more joy than the old one could ever hope of doing. My space camp has moved from toy stores, ice cream, and Disney land to the more important things in life. At least the things that are more important to me.

I know we have already written about love but I'm going to take you back there for a moment. My space camp is my love, it is spending time with those around me who really matter. Spending time with the people who I love and the people who love me back. It's about spending time with her, the girl that I am forever in love with. The girl who not only manages to love me back just as much as I love her but manages to put up with me everyday.

My space camp whether I were to die in 8 weeks or 80 years is to be with her. Because she is what truly matters to me. She is what is going to matter to me forever.

Lines to Inspire

"A true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart."
Hercules

"Just because I cannot see it, doesn’t mean I can’t believe it."
A Nightmare Before Christmas

"Whatever the mind of man can conceive and believe, it can achieve."                                          Napoleon Hill

"The things that make me different are the things that make me."
Winnie The Pooh


"All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them."
Walt Disney

"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light."                                       Aristotle Onassis

Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship.
Buddha

D E A T H

What is death?

Is it the end?

Or is it the beginning of something even bigger than we can begin to imagine?

"To die would be an awfully big adventure."

                  -Peter Pan

Sorry bro

I have some serious writers block right now....

Absolutely nothing comes to mind:/

Sorry about this Nelson, but I don't want to waste yours or anybody else's time with a worthless blog post about nothing that doesn't make any sense.

I hope things are going well to whoever is reading this and sorry again.

I am so afraid of this post

Fear, what is fear?

And what should be actually be afraid of? Is there really anything that we should be afraid of? I know I'm afraid. I'm afraid of everything... In afraid of my alarm in the morning, I'm afraid if falling asleep at night, I'm afraid of pretty much everyone, I'm afraid of being alone. I'm afraid of my fear, in afraid of myself.

I'm afraid of this blog post. I'm afraid somebody is going to get onto my blog and read this post and judge me because of it. I'm afraid of what people think and how can I help it when I'm afraid of my own thoughts and the words coming out of my mouth. Or rather the words I am typing out on this blog post. Fear is a part of us. It's a part of our race, it's a part of our nature. We are all afraid, even if it is of something extremely small we are all afraid. We all have a fear of something. Fear is always there and fear can always win. But only if we let it.

Trees

A tree a tree a big green tree

How I love that big green tree

I wish I were a squirrel so I could live in that tree

Or a bird so I could fly through the sky and land on one tree just to fly to another

Or a bug so I could live under the bark of the beautiful beautiful tree

But since I can't be any of those things and I am just a human 

I think I will get a taco and go sit under that tree and eat it

BRICKS

What the heck?

Why is this here?

Why is this big brick wall here?

What is its purpose? All it does is sit here. All it does is get in my way...

Who decided to build this? Was it a joke? Who decided that they just wanted to build this wall and piss me off? That person deserves to go and get beaten with a brick, one of the uses for a brick is to kill somebody. Maybe I can break down this wall and use one of these bricks to kill the stupid person who built this stupid wall.

I need to find a way around this wall, or over it or something... I need to get to the other side of this wall. This stupid stupid brick wall...

I hate it, I hate it with all my heart...

Dinosaurs

Dear dinosaur,

       How are you my dear friend? I know it has been a long time since I have written you and for that I am truly sorry. You see I lost your e-mail address, and as I was going through the drawers in my kitchen I came across a little slip of paper with your e-mail address. I know it has been a while but I figured I would e-mail you for old time sake. How are the wife and kids? I imagine that her are doing pretty will but if not you better let me know. I have known your wife for a long time and she means a lot to me so you better be treating her nice. How's the job? I imagine that you are still working in the same place, you always were a creature of habit. You never did like change did you? Well there isn't anything wrong with that my friend.

I just had a thought that was quite depressing. But I'm not sure of it so I wont tell you what is it. But I have a feeling that I might have found your e-mail address a little too late... maybe a few years too late... But I'm still going to send it anyways :) e-mail me back if you have any free time.

From, DButtersnapps.

Love

What is love? (Baby don't hurt me)

To be completely honest I have no idea why we are writing about this prompt as it was proven to me in class that there is NO way to describe it. But for Mr. Nelson's sake I will give it a try.

Love is tangible, love is a feeling, love is the weight of world on your shoulders and love is the friend taking that weight off of you. Love is everything good and everything bad. Loves wears many hats, sometimes love will change its hat just to confuse for a second and other times it will change its hat to hurt you so badly. Sometimes love will reach into its bag of tricks and put on a hat you have never seen. Love will ask you to come closer and give your opinion on the hat and then BOOM. A giant boxing glove shoots out of it and smacks you in the face. The next thing you know you wake up in the ER eyes nearly swollen shut and blood gushing out of your nose. Once you finally realize what is going on love walks in wearing a surgical mask and nurses you back to health. Love loves you and hates you, love wants to give you a nice big hug and while reaching around you drive a knife into your back.

But love doesn't have to have a bad side, love can be the greatest thing in the entire world. When love is found with the right person it can be the most rewarding thing that a person can ever experience. Don't bet to quick to love but don't be to hesitant to love. Love is nothing because it cant't be anything unless you make it something. Love is a product of work, so if you want to know what love is go out looking for it. Put some work into it, because if you go out looking for love and you work for it you will find it.

Anything

This here people is a post about anything. Since this is a post about anything I have decided to write anything that comes into my head.

Cars, dogs, pickles, jigsaw puzzles, El Durado, spinach, gingers, eggplants, leather bags, cabinets, Toyota, Powerade, a walk on the beach, blogger, pillows, black and tan, Psych, sand, nice rainy days, Seattle, and foam.

Now I would continue to make pointless lists of things that pop into my head but frankly it is quite exhausting and I really just don't have the energy for it right now. I hope as you were going through my list you created your own. It doesn't matter if it was in your head, on paper or even on your blog but I hope you did it. I believe that every once in a while we should all sit down and purge our mind of the random thoughts we may be having. I encourage you to try it at least once and see how you feel after.

Crayons

My crayons are gone.

The tools of my young creative mind are gone.

I miss the times when other people didn't matter, the times where people didn't tell me I had to color inside the lines. I miss the times when I could make my own lines, I could create whatever I wanted and everyone would at least pretend to love it. I would draw and draw till my crayons would become nothing but little stubs of colored wax that my little fingers could barely hold onto. These little stubs that I treasured with all my heart. The little stubs that no matter how impossible they were to use I would never let go of them because they were a part of me.

But now they are gone....

Where did they go?

They have been taken,

I am here.

I am here, I am human, I can feel, I am not limited, I can discover, I can create, and I will never stop because I am human and it is my nature. I am here in this moment, trying to soak in this large and complicated world around me. I am human because I will never understand, yet even though I know I will never understand I will always ask why. I will always want to know more. I will always want to know what I shouldn't, and if I cant find it the first time I will continue to look until I an satisfied. Why you may ask. It is because I am human and it is part of who I am as a person. As a human. I know I am not a robot and I never wish to be, as I a human I have complexities that set me apart as an individual. I will never understand why I am the way that I am, and I wouldn't give that up for anything in the world.

Until later, DButtersnapps.

Welcome to the wonderful blog of DButtersnapps.

It is on this very blog that I will be completing my assignments for the oh so great class that is creative writing. I plan to write words to inspire you, words that I hope one day either now or later will change your way of life and realize how absolutely incredible I am. Of course you should have no idea who I am but once you find out you will realize hey that kid really is that awesome. I hope you enjoy this blog now and for many many many many years to come.

Until later, DButtersnapps.