An Update: Snow, Mediocrity, and Humor

Ah once again I have failed to update in forever. Oh well deal with it world! Lets see what has been going on in my life? Well basically snowboarding, work, and school. I'm so happy that I can snowboard again. It makes me feel so alive flying down the hill with snow whirling around me. Snowboarding is really what I live for. I think i enjoy it so much because it really is just this extreem rush where i can be one of the best. I was never good at any sports, I really never enjoyed gym or basketball or any of these tthings but snowboarding was something that just felt right and natural and it is something I am really good at. I don't feel that i'm good at many things and this is the thing that I can be good at.

 That really brings to mind just how much I wish I could be better at so many things. How can I achieve my dream of being someone great when mediocrity swirls around me? I'm not completely crazy, I know i have strong points but I am never the best! I always fall just short of that first place.

Now I just took a bathroom break between this sentence and the last and was considerably cheered up out of my downtrodden mood by a Calvin and Hobbes comic strip. So I'm thinking that humor is really one of my stronger points and I need to figure out a way to express that in some crazy artistic of tangible way because if I was cheered by a comic strip I realized that the artist who drew it has made an impact on the world and really that is what I want.

Well that all was really random and may not make any sense. oh well

Till the next tick tock of the clock!

Drunken Rambling

So idk why but I feel a lot more open to talk when I have had some to drink. Like right now I've had some to drink and I feel like expressing myself. I kinda got to talk to my friends this weekend about me being gay. I had a talk with Jeremy right off the bat and then another with evan about having kids. The crazy conversation was with Josh though.we went to cookout on Saturday night and we had a long talk including me being gay but also about life in general. It was really nice because he was the one I was most worried about that would not be ok with me being gay. I just had had to explain to him that it wasn't really a choice but just who I am. He had some stuff to get off his chest as well and I hope I did what I could to support him and such.

It is really bizarre for me to finally be out in the open to a fairly large amount of ppl. I've just spent so long hiding it. I want a boyfriend real bad but at the same time it is kinda scary because my first boyfriend will be my first relationship that is for real.

Till the next tick tock if the clock!

Back to the Blog

I don't really know why but I really just stopped posting for no particular reason. It might have been because October has been a crazy overwhelming month for me. But as it comes to a close so does most of the daunting tasks. I think my favorite thing I have done recently is learn to blow glass. These are the things I created        --->     --->

Life has actually been going really good for me. I am now myself around most of the people I care about which is a huge relief. And by that I mean that I'm out of the closet about my gayness to friends and family. I avoided mentioning I am gay for the first era of my blog even though I know I only have one reader (talking to you Chelsea!). And I think it is really important to live life out loud and be all that I can be. I went and watched a play called "Angels in America" which was absolutely fantastic and I felt so bad for one of the characters who was gay and stayed in the closet his whole life. And I think that actually had a big impact on my decision to tell my group of best friends (guys) because I don't want to waste any more of my life being someone that I'm not. Coming out to everyone is kind of daunting though. High school is really good for me right now and I would hate for that to go away by some ignorant mean people. But it might be better now that I know I have some people on my side.                     

It might be easier if I was just more stereotypically flamboyant! Don't get me wrong I'm glad that I'm not but it is such a shock to people because I guess I just don't seem that gay. And if they can't figure it out how the hell are those potential guys supposed to find out? I guess the better likelihood of a boyfriend should go on my pros for coming completely out of the closet or not. I'm interested to talk to my best friends this weekend because I really haven't had the chance to talk to any of them since i told them I was gay. Well just to make this post a little more gay here are some pictures to show off the gay: 

Till the next tick tock of the clock! See ya :D

Harry Potter

Harry Potter has shaped me into who I am. I am a complete and total super nerd for Harry Potter. I have read each book at least 7 times (excluding the 7th), and that is a low estimate. They are just so amazing and I feel that as I've grown, so have the characters in those books. It is actually hard for me to describe exactly why I enjoy them so much. I guess it is because it is this magical world with all these crazy things going on but I can still relate it to my life. I don't even think I can write much more on it, I'm gonna go read the 7th book.

Till the next tick tock of the clock.

Green

Green is my favorite color.

 That is all. 



Till the next tick tock of the clock

My Room

How my room is may describe me in a way I can not. So here are some things you might find in the room of Tyler:

          
Till the next tick tock of the clock.

Beard. To be or not to be?

A beard. The thought came up in drama class today when one of my classmates asked if they could have a beard in our production of Hamlet. My teacher said no to him because he is playing a younger character. But that got me thinking, my character Banquo is an older gentleman, it might enhance the play for me to have a beard. There are a few things to consider while deciding weather to have one or not

1. Can I pull off a beard?
            How will I look with a beard once it is grown, for all I know it could make me the most handsome man alive or just look like a serial killer. There is the question of what to grow too. If I do grow one I will most likely just not shave then trim it to my liking when the play is near.

2. Can I grow a beard?
            Is it actually possible for me to accomplish this feat of fantastic facial fanciness? I shave fairly often and it might be possible to achive it. I literally could not shave from now on though.

3. Will I be able to withstand how it looks until it is full?
       Yes.

I will decide soon and let all the thousands of you reading this know in a post soon.

Till the next tick tock of the clock!

A Book

A book is a magical thing. When I read I move into another realm and away from the mundane, boring, realisticness that is real life into a world of Fantasy. But I don't want to abandon my life altogether, I want a character that relates to me so as I get lost in mesmerizing pages I can see myself and my problems in their eyes. Growing up is hard and I want to be able to relate to a magical wizard in a far away castle. A good book means the world to me.

A book is a place of pure imagination because it is read differently by every person out there making it a whole new experience for every reader. Sure details will always be the same but how the mind views it will change from person to person. It has been a good while since I've last read a really good book so I'm craving them like pickles to a pregnant woman.


Till the next tick tock of the clock.

Ignore Drama, Embrace Drama

So I haven't posted the last couple days because I have had so much shit go down. I really don't want to relive my shitty weekend once again so I'm gonna talk about something else.

So tomorrow is the first day of drama club for the year with me as its president. This year will be better than the last!!! Last year was lots of fun but I was never organized last year but it shall be different this year.

Damn I forgot about this last night. oh well i'll post it now. Enjoy this picture as well

Till the next tick tock of the clock!

Into the Dark

So I think one of the things that scares me the most is the fear that their is nothing after death. I really want to believe that I don't just vanish into nothingness. It is really scary to think about. I had a dream once where I was falling, which is scary but a common occurrence in a persons dream. The thing that stood out about this dream in particular is that I hit the ground and didn't wake up. I was completely sure I was actually dead. I have never been more scared in my life (death?). But when I died in my dream It was just my consciousness floating around in this endless light blue abyss. I woke up after being in the abyss for awhile still scared shit-less but actually feeling better almost knowing that my mind could still survive after death even if it was alone.

All that is part of the reason "I will follow you into the dark" is my favorite song. Cause I would like to do that for someone or have someone follow me into the dark.    Here is the song.

How awesome would it be if their was a heaven and all that though? I would be so happy.

Until the next tick tock of the clock.

I am T-Pain

http://iamtpain.smule.com/trackid/819427


I'm lazy. I did this. Enjoy.

Till the next tick tock of the clock

Jesus is back! ZOMBIE!!! KILL IT

So I was thinking today... we drive our cars on the right side of the road and in crowded situations (high school class change) I also find myself along with everyone else walking on the right side. So in countries where the people drive on the left do the automatically walk on the left?

I think our society is ready for a theoretical zombie apocalypse. We have a whole shit ton of weapons both government and southern second amendment users. I don't even think Jesus would stand much a chance coming back, if the America today experienced his resurrection I'm pretty sure he would be capped to stop a zombie epidemic.

Do you think there are always a thousand cops on scene in the show "cops" cause they all know they are filming and want to be on the show? Cause every time I watch that it is like 3 cops doing actual productive stuff and about 7 more standing around trying to look cool.

I want to live a really long life but go out with a bang. Like the news will be all like "In other news a local old man died today after being shot out of a cannon, caught on fire by a flaming arrow, then repeatedly stabbed by loose monkeys from the zoo with crude home made tools."

If I were a pigeon I would be the Batman of pigeons and poop on all those birds that target innocent passerby's with their crap.

Till the next tick tock of the clock!

Bawk Bawk Boom

I have to do a project for English on one word in the English language. What word should I choose? Something elegant or pristine. Or maybe something with zest and flare. But I disregarded those notions and went with the word "Chicken". The simple reason being that I'll I'm gonna have to do is slap a bunch of chicken pictures on to a poster board and bring in Glen or Glenda.

Who are these mysterious figures you ask? Well Glen and Glenda are my fake stuffed rooster(Glen) and chicken(Glenda). Now they are a very odd thing to have but there is a story behind them. One year on the drive to my summer camp, camp broadstone, my mother was trying to get an idea of what I wanted in a care package that she was going to send. She suggested a rubber chicken and I responded with "I don't want that fake rubber crap.". She then asked if I would prefer a real chicken. I laughed it off and said yes, believing that she would not go through the trouble of getting a real chicken. Boy was I wrong and here is the proof that scared the shit out of the counselor opening my package.

I think I now want to talk about one of my favorite places of all time, Camp Broadstone. I went to this camp for two weeks every summer for six summers. It is really hard to explain but I feel like I am me, personality and all, because of this camp. It was the only place in the world where I really acted like myself, no holding back for fear of social wrongdoings. I have a lot of friends and such but this place really stood out for me because I really was the most popular kid there.

I conquered my fear of heights there, made friend for that I will keep in touch with for the rest of my life, had tons of fun, had my own nickname which is crazy "Chocolate Boy", and learned some life lessons. I just don't even know where to start on it so maybe I'll just leave it at that. You don't need all those details that will only cast a shadow on the actual event. Just know I love that place and all the people there.

 

Until the next tick tock of the clock!

MW2

This is what my weekend will consist of: Modern Warfare 2

It is a holiday weekend and everyone knows what that means.... Double Experience!!!! I love this game and play it as much as I can and plan to play this as much as possible while the double experience is in effect. There is such a satisfaction in fighting real online players and knowing that they are embarrassed when you throwing knife them from across the map like I try to do. I play this game for fun and don't even try to pretend I'm that good at all. This game is one of my favorite releases from the real world where i can just zone out and forget everything else for a little while. I am very big on all the possible escapes from reality.

 I choose to partake in these various escape exercises not because I do not like my life but because it can be a little daunting sometimes and giving my brain a rest is always helpful.

Until the next tick tock of the clock.

Phone Blogging

So I thought I would try out this fancy text to blog feature. I'm currently sitting in lunch trying to feel better about my so far shitty day. I woke up late then rushed to school to fail an AP bio test followed by the fact that I forgot my english homework at home. Ugh....

EDIT: OK so the phone MSG thing fails completely getting everything wrong and posting this message as three different blog posts

Until the next tick tock of the clock...

The Tick Tock Times

September 2nd 2010

A blog. What the hell am I doing here? Who would have thought I would ever talk about myself to anyone? Well I will try my best to keep all of you potential readers entertained while I ramble on about my life.

Why the Tick Tock Times you ask. Well I was just trying to think of a snazy catchy name but also it applies to my life. Right now I have lots of stuff going on and I find myself keeping track of times and dates more than I ever have before. On my agenda currently is to do a senior project on learning to blow glass, take an SAT/ACT prep class, take the SAT, take the ACT, get into a good college, apply to said collages so I can maybe achieve getting in, be president of Drama club, make a Snowboard/Ski club, be involved in MANA club, and somehow stay afloat in two AP classes and two Honors classes. These all requre emmense amounts of time and planning. That is what the name means but where did i get the idea, well i got it from a line of a poem I wrote for my 11th grade English class. I will post the poem in full length when i become not so lazy but the particular line is "Watching the slow tick tock, of the classroom clock".

I was just thinking on the reason I decided to start a blog and I guess I would say I need a release from that slow tick tock of the classroom clock and have a place to get my thoughts and feelings out to no one in particular.

Lets talk about humor and the role its role in my life. I try to be a funny guy. I get genuine deep gratification and joy when i can make people laugh or smile. I have a constant supply of funny pictures on hand to show people if they are in the mood as you can see by example. I will do anything and everything to make someone find the bright side of life especially if they are feeling down. Being happy will keep a person sane and people need a random guy to come cheer them up with a "Random question of the day" or a cheesy joke. It just seems natural to me to try to help someone if they need it and since humor is my strong point that is what I use to help. I may just seem spontaneous and quirky but as soon as I deem it necessary that a person needs cheering my mind starts to think of ways to make a joke.

Awkwardness. That is something that describes me. There is something in that social atmosphere that just doesn't click with me. Don't get me wrong, I am a very very social person it is just little things that get me for no apparent reason. Like hugging or really touching anyone at all past a handshake of fist bump. I just don't know how. I get super uncomfortable in a touching situation and am constantly aware of the other person and how my slight movements might disturb their hug or leaning up against me. Football players are notorious for making me awkward. They have absolutely no problem slapping my ass or touching my chest and for them it really is just them trying to be friendly. People always ask why I flinch and I honestly do not know. Someone will bring their arm up towards me and I will instantly throw mine up to block it.

The art of Random. In this blog as you might be able to tell I do not plan to write a narrative but rather excerpts of thoughts as I think them. Randomness is a beautiful thing I think. What is better than something that catches you off guard? That millisecond where the brain steps out of the logical pathway it was embarking on and transitions to the new thought or idea just thrown upon the table. Take the word Quarter for example. I just pulled that off the top of my head and as soon as you saw that word your brain could have gone in a multitude of directions. Am I talking about US currency, or a football game? Or a bag of weed? Or maybe you have a more abstract or ADD mind and you started to think about the letter Q since it was the one capitalized and you really just don't care for quarter as a whole word. Why that rant? well I enjoy the human mind and my mind and where it can take me.

Oh and by the way I'm Tyler. Till the next tick tock of the clock, bye!