The Best Store Out There

Well, not much happened today except for me going to Hollister! I won't say what happened there, but it was exciting. Then we went to good ole' Dick's and got ice cream. Good times.

Needs to be addressed

I'm sorry...I know I just did one of these, but there's something that really needs to be addressed. MY DAD SUCKS MAJOR MAN MEAT.

I am way pissed at my dad because he's just a dumbass. He seems to think it's alright to go screw different women for 15 years and then when he's called on his actions...he runs like a little fricken girl. You see, 6 years ago my mom found out he was having affairs with different women and kicked him out of the house. He's been claiming to work on his problems since then, but he hasn't...like at all. Long story short, my mom is gettin that bastard outta here. So now she's asking the church to excommunicate him...that's what happens when you disobey the church knowingly when they tell you that you need to do something, or stop doing something in his case. He doesn't think he's done anything wrong to the church though and he thinks that the trial for his excommunication is unnecessary and it's hurting his family and him. It's not the trial, it's that he doesn't care enough to try and fix himself. Who is he to say that...seriously? I've come to the conclusion that he doesn't love me since he won't make the effort to change for me. I know I deserve to be loved, I like myself and that's that. But I hate that f*#@ b^&@ (keepin it PG) because he made it so that my brother doesn't know that he should be loved. Just read his entry "My Thorn" in the link to his blog on the right. My mom has to deal with all that crap too.

Why does he do this? AHHHHHH! WHAT A DUMBASS!!!!!! Now our family struggles with fricken finances and my mom's gonna get laid off soon. GOSH I DON'T LIKE THAT...THING. I'm numb to hurt now...well...I feel, but I haven't cried, in a situation where it makes sense to cry, for a LONG time...I don't remember when the last time was. I hate it...I can't cry. Nothing compares to the pain of knowing your father doesn't love you. Well, I'm sure there are things that compare, but I haven't found them yet. I feel like it's worse than a regular dad that loves their kids dying. At least they know that their dad loved them. Mine's too selfish to love me or try to come back when he knows he could.

I know this probably sounds like I think my problems are worse than any of yours, but that's completely not true. I think we all have our own problems that are just as bad as everyone else's, just different. I'm scared someone's going to write me saying that it's a terrible to think losing a dad isn't as bad as your problem, cuz I actually do think that's worse, I was just trying to find a way to portray how bad it hurts. I'm done feeling sorry for myself. Sorry if I mad you mad for some reason in this entry, but I needed to get it out there.

Wouldn't this be weird? (don't think I'm a nutcase cuz of this entry)

Well, it's...today! Sunday. Uhhh, I really haven't done too much today. I went to church which was fun to see everyone again. Then I came home, and did some...stuff and then I cleaned my room and mowed the lawn. But the reason for this blog entry is because I have a question that's been bothering me for a while. Say you were blind from birth. What would you see? Like I know they don't see anything, but I see black when I close my eyes...is that what they "see"? And what do they think of when someone says there's oh say...clouds. What do you tell them. They look fluffy and white? They don't know what fluffy or white look like. I did come up with a plan to share colors with blind people.

(STOP READING NOW IF YOU ALREADY THINK I'M WEIRD)

Ok so here we go. For blue: I would have them listen to a river or just something with water. I would have them feel cold water, and smooth stones. I would have them taste chocolate ice cream, and warm blueberry pie. Basically I'd tell them that the overall impression blue gives a person (or atleast me) is cool and relaxing but bold and rich (not wealthy rich). For purple...I'd just tell them blue...only really girly. Green: I'd have them feel natural stuff. Smell flowers, trees grass. Eat salad and a bunch of mild vegetables. I'd have them listen to wildlife...like in a forest. For yellow: ahhhh...i dunno...you guys just write me and tell me, if you want to, what you'd do for the rest...besides red...red's easy. Yes...I have gone crazy...you don't have to tell me. But I can't get over what it would be like not to be able to see God's creations. I just want a way to be able to portray the beauty of the world to people who are blind. If you know a blind person... be curious and ask if you can ask questions about what they think of when someone says a word like car or tree...whatever...I just want to know what it's like...it's so hard to grasp. Until next time, people running into things, or falling down can be quite entertaining to watch...or even hear about.

The Concert

Well the concert was totally awesome! It was a little weird though, there were lots of old couples and young girls...well girls our age. I guess the old people think Josh Groban's music is incredibly romantic...which it truly is. And the girls....they just think Joshy boy is hot, and they like his voice. A few stories shall be shared.

Where to begin. Well to start off, I got to sit next to a really hot girl, and she seemed really nice but Allison, Nicole, and Deanna wouldn't stop giving me a hard time cuz I said something a little stupid. I was simply asking if she would like some popcorn since she didn't want to stand in a VERY long line to get some for herself. There's nothing wrong with me offering it to her, we were all just joking around. It's just the way that I said it that made the girls think it was funny, but that will stay only between me and the girls. So that was fun. Oh and then there was the time Allison decided we should start the wave and so Deanna wanted to join in...only she forgot that the chairs folded up when you stand up...she kinda fell....well, really fell...bad, when she tried to sit back down. Good laughs. I forgot to tell of Deanna's random stories in the car, they made me laugh so hard...I thought I was gonna die. Right before the concert started, Allison said "o man, were stuck in the old fart section." It was quite humorous. I know Nicole did something funny, but I can't remember. When the concert started the girl next to me said, "If you can sing anything like that, I'll marry you." Right after she said that, Nicole turned to her and said, "The funny thing is, he can." $Cha Ching$ Brownie Points for Nicole. (I just realized that a cha ching noise isn't appropriate for brownie points at all..oh well, I like it just the same.) The only significant thing I can think of after that, besides Josh singing, was when we were leaving we had to walk around the back of a bunch of buses because it was "unsafe" to walk in front of them. If we had walked in front of them, it probably would have taken us o say, 5 seconds, whereas we took 5 minutes to walk around the fleet of buses. That's it...we talked about real (as in really happened) scary stories on the way home, and that's that. I watched "Interview with the Vampire" when I got home...it's a good one. Until next time, security people can force people to do really unnecessary things.

Here we go!

I'm excited! The Josh Groban concert is tonight, and I get to go! Well a little update on my life...as of now. Last night I had a conversation that was not on my all time favorite at all, and one that I found very enjoyable.

The not so fun one will remain nameless, but I'll let you all in on it. The basics are that a friend and I have grown further and further apart, and I, being the dummy I am, decided to confront this person on this. We both said a few harsh things, and got a little pissed at each other. But now we discussed the situation and we decided to try and fix things and to start over. I hold no grudges now and I'm anxious and excited to see what happens in the end because I don't want to lose this friend.

The enjoyable conversation was with Rosemary Caplis. Oh jeez is she cool. We basically talked about problems and analyzing people. It's weird because she and I agree about a lot of things. Usually people have their own opinions and I have mine, but a lot of ours are similar. She rocks my socks cuz she's never on during the day, we only talk way late at night, and for like hours at a time. It's fun stuff to get to know a friend better than before, and talk to them about important stuff.

That's about all I have to say for now...I'll tell you all of the concert when I get back or tomorrow. Until next time, the old X-Men cartoons just can't be beat.

Only my day (no camp stories)

I had a good day. I was woken up by the lovely Allison Cressy who told me that she had 4 extra tickets to a Josh Groben concert and she's takin me!!!! So that was an awsome way to start out the day. Then I decide to finish filling out my application to Starbucks so I can take it there when Nicole calls me and tells me she has a preasent from Katie Griffin!!! SO EXCITING! So I went over and it was a KEN DOLL! This probably seems a little weird to...well all of you, but there's quite the story behind it concerning my childhood spent with Katie. So I stayed and talked to Nicole for a while and then I brought Ken home so I could take my application to Starbucks. The manager wasn't there but someone took my forms and said they'd give them to her. So ya, that's pretty much my day...it started at 12 so that's why this is so dang short. Well, until next time, WICKED ROCKS MY SOCKS!

I had to put this in....I cleaned my room on wednesday...it took all day, but it's the cleanest it's ever been! K....there

Chapter 1 - and today's events (it's a big one boys and girls)

So, quite the day I must say. It was an action packed adventure for this....well, me. You'll have to hear of my day before I give you long awaited stories from camp. So sit back, relax, and read the tale of Nathan and his day.

Today

I woke up. I find this the best way to begin one's day. So after waking, I proceeded to do my daily ritual of showering, and getting ready for the day. I was SUPPOSED to go to my orientation at 8:00 but I had to go to the dentist at 8:00, dang poor planning. I had a real good visit to the dentist though, no cavities! I found out when I got to the orientation that I didn't miss much, so it's all good. So we went around KR a little, and the new building isn't very cool so far, but if they decorate it a little it might look a bit better. Then, it was the event everyone was waiting for....SCHEDULE TIME! I was super excited and I compared my schedule with many others and found I have several classes with people. I find this rather exciting, but it was much harder for me to find the people I have classes with now that I'm at KR.

My schedule:

Period------------Class ------------------Teacher
--0 -------------Jazz Choir ------------------Giles
--1 --------------Spanish1 -------------------Rawie
--2 --English (what's Hon F/C/L?) ----Pettibone
--3 ---------------Choir-----------------------Giles
--4 ---------------Trig 1----------------------Brown
--5 ---Contemporary World Issues----- Patrick
--6-------------Chemistry1-----------------Howard

If you have any classes with me or if you have something to say about my teachers, leave a comment!

There ya go! That's my schedule and though I've heard some good things about the teachers, I think I have the worst layout for classes. If you've been to KR you'll get it after I explain. So my day starts out before school at Jazz Choir (obviously in the choir room), and my first period class is in the portables behind the special chargers building. Then second period is in the new building which is near the gym/choir room entrance. Third period is back in the choir room. Fourth I have to go to A18 which is by the super big like conference classroom which is down the hall from the cafeteria (not the hall towards the choir room). Then I have to go back to the new building for fifth period. And I end up at A19 (by A18...logical right??) for sixth period. In other words for those of you who are completely lost (all of you), I'm gonna be running from one end of the building to the other every passing period! NOT FUN! Oh, and my locker is my area code...too cool(425)! That's by the choir room, so I think the choir room is kinda like my base area in KR.

I don't mean to complain, but look at this map: http://www.kent.k12.wa.us/KSD/FP/sitesinfo/ap_kr3.jpg I'll be walking across that HUGE (<--- HAHA) school a whole 5 times a day. No, really it could be a lot worse, I could have to walk across the entire UW campus, but it still won't be fun. Ok, so enough of me rambling on about how unexcited I am to do some walking at school, on to the rest of my day. After orientation I went home, and decided to...apply for jobs!!! YAY! This activity consited of walking to Fairwood G&CC and basically being told I'm too young to work there, and then going to Starbucks and being told that they were out of application forms. To fix this problem, I went home and got a form off of the internet. I spent most of the rest of the day filling out this wonderous application form! That's pretty much my day. Dentist, Orientaion, Apply for Jobs. On to the stories....

South Shore

Well, here's the long awaited (cough cough) first story from camp. I drove to the wonder that is Montana with the Hendersons (family of the awesome dude who helped me get to camp). When we got there the Adult Hendersons had to jet back home to go to Amsterdam, and Michael and I were left with John who was going to South Shore (the camp for older MCT campers). Since we had no way to get to North Shore (the camp for younger MCT campers), we went to South Shore for part of the day to wait to be able to go to North Shore.

While at South Shore I met some pretty neato people, but the 2 that stood out the most were Kat and Sara. While Michael and I were at South Shore we hung out with Kat, Sara, and Kelly (I already knew Kelly). Kat is a really awesome person, she's the type of person who you fall in love with in a second just because she's so out there, and sweet, and just has a bright personality. Personally I think the world is lacking in people like Kat, and it's refreshing to see that there really are people out there that are genuinely nice to you when you first meet them. So that's Kat.

Sara....oh sara. Sara is so cool that she rocks my world. You see Sara is one of those people who doesn't care what you think....at all and she's so...candid (right word?) that she could be quite frightening to someone who doesn't know her. Now don't take this as a rude thing to say, but Sara has some issues. She told me right off the bat she does drugs, smokes, drinks, is bi, and boinks a lot, and whoever doesn't like her for that can go...well you get the picture. She's one of the funnier people I have ever met though, and she's really a nice person who really cares for people who do the same for her. Needless to say, meeting Sara was one of the biggest eye opening experiences I had at camp. I learned from her that no matter what a person does or how messed up they are, they can still be great people, and some of the best friends one can have. I pray for Sara a lot because I hope she can find satisfaction in life without drugs or alcohol, but that's all I can do besides encouraging her not to do things like that. So those are the people who I hung with down at South Shore for that day. At around 8 or something Michael, a bunch of others going to North Shore, and I headed up to North Shore where we spent the night. Quite the first day.

North Shore People Arrive

After staying the night at North Shore I was totally ready for everyone to show up. So they did. When they showed up, I kinda didn't know what to do. Michael was all at home, and I kinda.....wasn't....so I tried to fix that bye meeting people, and it WORKED! The first day my overall impression of the people at North Shore was pretty much, everyone's nice, and all the girls are WAY HOT! So I was introduced to North Shore food as well. The food there really isn't that bad, but it's not great so it's just right for camp food. I've heard it's been much worse before so I'm happy with what I've gotten.

At night we had singing auditions, this is where you sing in front of 119 other people. It's really not all that bad. All you have to do is think about everyone else that has to do the exact same thing, and not mess up. I think I did pretty well because they called me up and had me mess around with the line we sang and they wanted me to try doing different things with it. It was fun. Then we went to bed. Night time stories are a whole other thing, so that will come later...don't worry guys, I won't post anything that passes the boundries. So that was day 1 and I was way pooped.

As you can tell I've been doing quite a lot of updating on my blog, and fixing up how it looks. If you don't like it, that's you're problem, it's just here for people who want to know about my life and who care about what's going on with me. I'm off though. So until next time, try writing songs, it's a great way to let things out.

Prelude

Background(skip if you get bored easily)

Missoula Children's Theater camp is an internationally recognized camp for preforming arts. Every year, about 200 Junior High/Highschoolers travel from around the world to go to MCT in Missoula, Montana. In order to get into the camp you need to send in tapes or go to Missoula for an audition. The audition consists of doing a monolouge and singing a song. So ya...you have to be at least kinda good at what your doing to go. Ya...so that's that.

How I ended up at MCT

I did a few shows with MCT when they traveled to Glenridge Elementary and that's how they found me. They had invited me once and I didn't think much of it, so I went on with my life. Then my friend Michael came back from camp and said it was so awsome that I shoulda gone. Needless to say, i felt dumb. So I was excited to find I was invited again, but I knew I probably wouldn't be able to go since I'm what one would call...poor. So Michael kept on telling me how awsome camp is and trying to convince me that I should go this year. I felt like crap like every time he would say things like this because I knew I couldn't afford to go, but I guess he understood. So this is all while Oklahoma is going on so it's really appealing since I was doing the whole acting thing. At the cast party for Oklahoma Michael was such an amazing friend and raised half of the price for going to camp (which isn't cheap). So, since I have such awsome friends and I could go, I sent in my audition...and here I am...the week after having one of the best times of my life.

This is the end of the Prelude of my "book" so there. Til next time, you can get addicted to a favorite pair of jeans.

What will be long enough for a book!

As you can see from me not putting anything in my blog for a long time, I've been busy/gone. As a matter of fact, I've been having the best darn time of my WHOLE life! I was at camp for the past two weeks, for those of you who don't know what camp that is...it's called Missoula Children's Theater and it's near Missoula, Montana. I loved every darn minute of the whole experience...so I have MANY stories to tell...this is why I will be doing instalments of stories over the next week, so those of whom wish to read them all, don't have to do it all at once. There will be different titles for the different stories. There you go.