Some uh....thoughts I guess.

I decided that life is a good thing. I sometimes think about how its so strange that at the most unexpected times for the most unexpected reasons, people die. I sometimes think why I'm alive. What am I accomplishing? This probably sounds really weird. But you think about like, if we're here, we have to be here for a reason. And when people die, they have to die for a reason. I do not think there are any mistakes. I mean obviously we MAKE mistakes, but I honestly believe that everything has to happen for a reason. Like. MORBID! I don't even know, I just freaked out. Also, my friend cody wrote this wayyy awesome thing, and I'll be sharing it now.

We live every day

In a veil of misunderstanding

And a creed of insanity

Not knowing

What fills the eye fills the heart

If this is true

We direly need to be blinded

At what price is this?

Too high

That is why I refuse to live by the adolescent

Standards of this foax we call a way to live

A light heart lives longest

If this is true

I direly need my heart lightened

At what price is this?

Price isn't relevant at this point

It must be done.

I don't completely understand it, but I think its good. Good ol' Cody. I'm sure Diane will be able to decipher it.

Last Christmas.

I know I'm being an emotional freak about this but I'm very sentimental about my Christmases. This was my last Christmas at home before I leave on my mission and I hated how much that stuck in my head for the past two weeks. I am a mommas boy and being away for Christmas is going to be a really big challenge for me. I loved my Christmas this year. We did all of our old school traditions and it was perfect. My grandpa stayed with us and he gave this talk that none of us saw coming. It lasted about an hour and I'm so glad I didn't nod off along with several of my siblings and relatives because it was so genuine and spiritual and once it was over I wanted to just hug him. He I don't think he will ever know how much I love and appreciate him simply because I suck at being an open grandson. I hope I don't have a panic attack and postpone leaving on my mission any further than I already have, because I don't think I would be able to have another "last" Christmas. It was too hard. But I'll never forget this year. I'll probably post some Christmas pictures once I move back to my apartment. Hope who ever is reading this had a good Christmas.

Dumb.

Alright, I view myself as "Fully recovered" from my surgery. I declared myself this YESTERDAY ok? So today, I wake up with an upset stomach, im angry about it, but figured id be fine. After rushing to the bathroom literally 10 times in 2 hours, I know somethings wrong with me. Dont worry, it progressively got worse. We worried it was my kidneys acting up, and almost had to go to the dang doctor. Because i had no food in me, i didnt want to risk taking any of my left over pain killers. So I had to just freaking writhe in pain while watching disney channel. Dont worry, it was a good Hannah Montana. But then it turned into a Cory in the House freaking marathon. I had to enter the bathroom one more time following that discovery.... Freaking Kyle Massey can die. Anyways, the miserable day wore on and my back pain slowly went away and turned into a more tolerable pain. In my legs. Then the pains went away altogether! It was exciting. I still feel a little uneasy in my stomach but hopefully Ill feel better in the morning. Anyways. I guess i just have to vent...to myself haha.

Glad.

I dont know why its so hard to be staying at your original house after moving out. I have to call and... check in... It's weird. I mean I honestly do love being home, but it's just WEIRD. I've always loved visiting every Sunday but sleeping over. For a week. Has been too much parental supervision for me to handle. I love my family so much, I cant stress it enough. I don't want to sound like being here is the worst thing ever because its not. I just think its so weird how my brain has already trained itself so well to living on its own...my own...? It's not even like my apartment is amazing. My roommates are... tolerable, but I don't particularly enjoy being around them. So I'm not exactly sure why I'm not having a great time at home...

Alright. Im pretty sure you guys are done with that subject. I also needed to vent/complain about my fortunate/unfortunate situation involving my vacating roommate, Ben. A room has opened in the current ward he attends, so he's moving out. I was kind of sad that it wasn't my other roommate doing the moving (I hope he somehow never finds this blog, but why the heck would he?). Anyways. I was ok about it because I had the hopes that someone would move in that I might actually get along with. But no. Jason has to crush my hopes by telling me "By the way, I told a friend from Alaska that the room opened up, he's been looking for a place so he probably is going to move in." I... was sad.  I asked, "Oh thats fine... is he cool?" and he hesitated... It kept getting worse. He responded with, "Um... he has his quirks. He would do a lot of things that got on my nerves, but he's really nice." Just saying, if JASON thinks that the kid is weird... that is not a good sign. So I'm considering moving out if this is truly the case. Ill be sure to update you... my three followers to this blog :)

Classification of Vain?

Not sure if this is ok for me to do. But I want to put up some of my favorite pictures. My appearance changes like none other. By appearance I mean my hair mostly. I still don't know why I get so bored of my hair so quickly. I haven't had my natural hair color since... I'm thinking 9th grade. That's weird. But anyways. These are just some cool pictures. Some of them were taken by my friends, some I took myself. Just documenting some mild forms of art haha. This is the style of hair I prefer most.  But I just think these pictures are dang awesome. That makes me sound like a freaking... idiot haha. 

We are going to take another awesome photo shoot hopefully this month so I'll make sure once they are edited they will go up here. I'm mostly going to be taking pictures of my friends, so hopefully I don't come off as so narcissistic in that blog entry.

Straight up.

I'm not sure what the rules are according to proper blogging guidelines, but I'm adding to my blog for the second time in one day. Sorry. I felt the need to spread the word about my new favorite mini-series. Called "Web Therapy" It stars Lisa Kudrow and it's hilarious to me. Here is the URL  http://lstudio.lexus.com   alright i have no clue if that worked because this is... crazy. Also, I'm having a hard time deciding who I'm talking to exactly, so if you want to tell friends of yours who know me, to add my blog, I would like to have friends. I like looking at other peoples blogs. It keeps me occupied. I really need to get out of here.

Documentation/Proof

Im so annoyed that I cant choose the font that I really want to use for these blogs. I have the COOLEST font called Skeetch and I love it. But. nope. Anyways. I had my computer with my camera and I've been sitting here watching Disney channel/Nickelodeon/MTV all day and why not just add more to my blog? My cat agrees too. I have a picture (x-ray) of the bar actually IN my chest, and once I get ahold of that picture I'll be sure to put that up here.

Starting it off.

It's December 16th. I got the bar that was in my chest for 2 years and 7 months, out. Going into the whole procedure I was excited. I couldn't sleep the night before because I couldn't wait. Gross? Yes. The three months after the surgery were the worst three months of my life (as far as physical pain goes). It was worth it. I can finally say that it was. Whether for my own sense of personal appearance, or for my well being... I can't decide which I'm more thankful for. But I got to thinking about everything I have gone through and experienced during these last two and a half years. I hadn't even met 90% of my best friends before my bar was in me. So much has changed in my life and my bar was a part of me every step of the way. It was like a character in the story of my life and its a pretty awesome landmark in my memories. Anyways. I'm kind of glad to have it out. Move on from being the kid with a bar in his chest (although i doubt i was known as that... haha). I'm going to try to blog often. I feel like it could be a good thing for me to do. Even if nobody is here to read what I say haha.