Who is it?

This Picure has nothing to do with the blog I just like Gene Wilder, and he didn't want to move down...

Well then I guess that's the end of Day 1. of this year’s fall vacation or whatever you call it you say potato I say høstferien...

I have been aching or shall I say longing for a vacation, however brief it might be. It was about time! Finally I can lay back and recharge my batteries, which have been running on empty for quite some time now if you don't mind me saying. A lot’s happened since last, but then again not really... There are just a couple of things that have managed to flip my world upside down. It’s funny how stuff can do that. If given the chance, something that seems small and unimportant, can really grind away at you. Maybe funny isn’t the right word; then again if you can't see the bright side you might as well lay down and die. Lately I’ve been trying to occupy myself, keep busy, and keep my mind from wondering to places I don't want to visit. You probably know what I taking about. This post being proof that even though I've done all that I could it didn't stop me from visiting tonight... I've been thinking a lot about death lately, and it terrifies me... Not the fact that one day I’m going to die, as long a I've lived a full life...

I was planning on elaborating but it seems I'm not up for the task just yet, my apologies. It's really quite pathetic that some sentences are more difficult than others. Brings a whole new meaning to "these things I'll never say" BLABLABLABLABLA!!

How have I been spending my vacation you say? So far I've redecorated my room at least three times, I think I'm finally done, we'll see... Two of my friends have celebrated their eighteenth birthday YAY them! And today I spend four hours in the woods hiking, well more climbing up a mountain with good Ol' dad. It was actually very fun especially when we ditched the trail and went deep into the "jungle" where no man has gone before. Right now I’m listening to “Who Is It?” by Michael Jackson; I guess my obsession hasn’t past. Oh how wrong one can be. My favorite MJ album has always been Dangerous, but you already knew that didn't you. I guess it's getting kind of late now or shall I say early *pause for awkward laugh* I crack myself up. Well I guess a nice little summary is in order.
1. Fall Break Jippi!
2. Done a lot of stuff JEY!
3. Michael Jackson Kicks ass!

I'll just list a few random songs here.. lets see...
Who Is It?
Stranger In Moscow
Dirty Diana
I won't mention Thriller simply because that would be tacky... and I wish to stress I endorse a belief in the occult...
Earth Song

Down from the gallows

Who Doesn't Love Hangman?... It's almost grotesque, having hangingman as a passtime, but I like it! So I added it to my blog as a despreate attempt in having a hip and update blog.
Enjoy... I know I will.
P.S. Thought you'de appriciate this nifty little countdown to Halloween!
- Countdown to Halloween!

Pink Bullets

Out of the four temperate seasons our little planet experiences. I must say Autumn is my favourite of them all! I guess the reason I love Autumn so much is its mystical presence, and all the playful, yet serious colours. It even smells good, the air seems cleaner and life's good. lets not forget my favourite... (I realize autumn is filled with a lot of my favourite) my favourite smells, favourite colours, favourite feelings.. But most important of all it the hallmark holiday Halloween that started out as a very respectable way to pay your respects to the dead. I love Halloween. I could I would life in Halloweentown, kickin' it with Oogie Boogie & Dr. Finkelstein, trick or treating with the mayor and hanging with Mr. JAck Skellington and his beloved Sally. Halloween all year round I'd kick myself in glee!

So while we find ourselves up to our eyeballs in fall leaves and Halloween planes, why not take a breather with this brilliant songs about... You guessed it AUTUMN.

The Shins - Pink Bullets

The Kinks - Autumn Almanac

The White Stripes - 'Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground

HoPe YoU LoVe AuTuMn As MuCh As I Do!

Touch me I'm Sick

Last week I regrettedly caught some sort of illness from god knows what, this being the reason I haven't been blogging lately. Yeah I'm gonna hide behind my reason, sounds good. I just resently got well agian so here I am once agian trying to blog, and once agian I find myself in a bit of a bind. What shall I blog about? There's a lot of pressure, when bloging; It has to be interesting and ingenious with just a dash of personality. Who has time to sitt down and write some creative mumbojumbo when one has a neverending list of items that must be done? Even more important who has the time to read it? Still here I am bloging my little heart out.

Yesterday I read an article about the stressful lives tenagers lead. I'm just sitting there thinking whoa! Way to state the obvious, she's a geinious. I realized it was more the way she said it then anything else. She implied grownups have it easier, well not exactly in those words but it's basically what she meant. Personally I don't think it gets easier, eventually you'll probably get used to everything but the work load will still be the same or even more. I'm not sure how this is going to work out. So if anyone needs me I'll be rocking in the corner, pulling out my hair in despair! :)

Uncle Anesthesia

Such as a simple drug-induced loss of consciousness , my life has become nothing more than several memories, strung together. Now! don't get me wrong it forms a rather handsome life, just roll with me. It's peculiar how one sift through ones memories, how yesterday can seem like an eternity, while memories from ones childhood. I say childhood knowing rather well I have only lived 1/4 of my life. Can be as vivid as waking up and going to school. Memories, memories lost, memories gained and memories created. The human brain is fascinating; One can be trapped inside ones thoughts, but still be kept from the truth...

Well I know this seems like a bunch of gibberish, still the human brain does interest me. How it can suppress the traumatizing, accentuate the life-altering, forget the useful, and remember the nonsense. To some degree it's funny if you think about it, you can remember every television program you've ever watched to the teeniest tinniest little detail, but when you need to know why the roman epire fell, your mind draws a blank. come to think about it, it's downright irritating! When it really matters you mind isn't worth the time of day. how many times have you been dragged into a discution or an argument and ended up looking like the fool? More importantly, how many times have you realized what you should have said later on? Of course it then being to late. I could kick myself, better yet my mind for signing out the moment I really need it. Don't misunderstand, I'm not socially incompetent. I just overthink every little detail until my mind reaches the point of imploding.

I believe you just witnessed one of my classic derailings, now where was I? you know what I'm just gonna leave you hanging. I think you've got the drift of what I'm trying to say...

So I'm moving on to Song of the week! '
Song of the week: "Uncle Anaesthesia" by Screaming trees

Film of the week: "Twelve Monkeys".

Creature of the week is... Drum roll please! is coming soon to a blog near you. It's evil to keep you in the dark but I think you'll be just fine.