I Know He's Probably Twice the Man I'll Ever Be...

...and I know I'm probably half the man you'd ever want.
~Grandfather Clock

Wow, I live a boring life.

I bought a drumkit the other day. I like it, but the cymbals are crappy (I've already warped all of them), and the sticks I'm currently using give me blisters. Oh, and since drums are indeed superloud, I can practice for only a little bit at a time when no one is home. Oh well, though. A worthy investment. I'm glad I bought 'em.

And speaking of buying things, I hate it when people get me stuff. If I want something, I'll pay for it myself or just not have it. I haven't done anything to merit anyone buying me a single thing. I mean, sure, if someone does indeed get me something, I'm gracious and grateful, but I really don't need anything. Besides people to leave me alone for five minutes.

I really don't see why everyone is making a huge deal about high school graduation. If you're going to college, it's not really that huge of an ordeal, is it? Going from one school to another. Whoopdeedo. I'm more excited to quit my crappy job. Everyone is all "CLASS OF '08 WOOHOOHOLYCRAPWERULEAWESOMEISUS," but who cares? It's not like our class has made any lasting differences to anyone. I dunno. Maybe it's a bigger deal if you actually like the people in your class? Or care?

Good thing I don't do either.

I'm officially leaving for Berry on August 17th, classes starting a week-and-a-half later. I think I'm going to get my Bonner hours in at Youth for Christ, but I dunno yet.

There are so many awesome people in my life whose names begin with the letter "B," it's ridiculous! Unfortunately, most of them are now long gone from here. I dunno why I just wrote those last two sentences.

Man, why do I hate all of my songs? Oh yea. Because they're awful.

redbear. and friends are coming through on Wednesday! Come if you can?

I am so confused about so many things right now.

I hate this. And me. But what does it matter? This is the blog of a teenage boy on the internet, and the amount of people who care is less than or equal to zero.

No One I Know's More Depressing Than Me...

I think I'm about the only person on the face of the planet that can get a full-ride to college and still be sad. No, I'm not sad about getting a ton of money, just stuff. What stuff? I honestly don't know. Quite the pickle, eh?

I guess I just, in the words of Dustin and the Furniture, "miss knowing people that I like." I've grown so distant from all of my close friends that it's almost unbearable. "Why don't you just call them, or get up with them somehow" you ask? I've tried. They usually never respond. Maybe I just need to move on? I wish it was that simple.

On a better note, I've made a bunch of really awesome new friends lately. Unfortunately, they all live halfway across the country. I think that we would eventually become really close if we weren't, literally, so far apart. Bummer.

I complain entirely too much. But that's what blogs are for, right?

Some of the afore mentioned new friends are coming and playing here on Wednesday, April 30th. Everyone should come. But I know they won't.

Blagh.

Look at the Ground...Are You Growing Up Or Growing Into Somebody Else?

Well, I'm back from Chicago. Even though I am indeed "home," it doesn't feel like it. This place seems foreign to me. I don't know where I belong. And no, I'm not saying I wanna live with my mom, I'm just saying that I don't know where my real "home" is anymore.

Anyway, about my trip. It was filled with good music. I made somewhere around a billion and a half awesome new friends. I slept a lot. I read a decent amount. I decided to make the jump to vegetarianism when I go to college. I still haven't unpacked. I found out that I might be going to a two-day folk / film festival in August (I might even be playing! We'll see). I played an awesome guitar that I want. But it costs 3,000 bucks. I debated, and am still debating, buying a drumset. I brushed my teeth multiple times a day (which is nothing out of the ordinary...I still did it though). I didn't send anyone who asked for postcards postcards, because I didn't go to any stores. Well...besides grocery stores. I slept a lot. Yup.

Overall, it was a decent trip. It was definitely good to have a break from working and school and everything. Unfortunately, it made my lust for summer grow even more. I can't wait to get out of here!

I have mixed emotions about lots of things right now. My mind is a trainwreck, with the survivors slowly dying among the wreckage.

Here, have some song lyrics:

a new song by redbear.:

Babycakes
your ports are lookin' boatless
my ships left dry land not long ago

Where's your home?
is that the town that you were born in?
I hear my home hum through my hands

Is this it? I see the streets here I know them by name
why crow on about your quail games
there's nowhere just the same

Badger heart
burrows deep holes in your body
a dryer day might crack more smiles

Turn your ears, you have to know that I still love you
but I'm leaving someone wherever I go
but it's easier now that I do it so much
spring words with a false tongue

Maybe you should have never met me.




Bluh. I don't want to go to work tomorrow.

Every Minute You Live You Grow One Minute Older, and I'm Older Right Now...You're Older Right Now...

So, I went to this awesome show in Western Springs, IL last night. James Eric, This Forest!, The Pharmacy, Slutbarf, Arkansas?, and redbear. played. It was one of, if not the, best / most fun shows I've ever been to. I recorded all of it, and, as usual, it's on YouTube. http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=DakotaFloyd

Before and after the show were awesome too. I got to hang out with some old friends plus meet a ton of new ones. Yay vegan potlucks and sleepovers! Haha.

So anyway, flashback to my flight up here. I'm in the very back, right next to the engine, my reading light doesn't work, my tray table is broken, and to top it all off, there is a three year old kicking me the whole way there. Yargh.

And I can't steal wireless access at my mom's house. I'm at a library right now.

Oh well. At least it's warm up here.

Hope everyone else's breaks are going adequately. I wanna come home. It feels like I've been here a week.

Oh well. When we get back, four weeks of school left! Woo!