what I fear most

If you ever want to know how to be human the first step is to fear

things I fear most

•  failing a class
• police
• heights
• losing a family member
• public speaking
• not getting a good career
• failing college
• things I don`t know how to do
• growing up
•  horses
• people talking behind my back
• etc.

All of these things hold me back from something but propel me to do something else.
I`m afraid of failing a class, that keeps me from going out with friends but moves me to try my hardest in that class
I`m afraid of police...I got nothing for that they just scare the crap out of me
heights, they hold me back from skydiving and stuff but its keeping me from getting too close to a ledge
police, It keeps me from.... liking cops? but it propels me to be a good person so there is no reason to taze me, I may have done questionable things in my past but I still consider myself a good human.
fear of horses, prevent me from riding horses but it also prevents me from walking up to one and then getting KICKED IN THE FACE! Its happened before people!
fears hold us back but I`m glad they exist, they`re the reason I am still alive and work hard to get what I want and need.
Some fears are unnecessary though, fearing what people think about what you wear today is just not needed. who cares what other people think about your outfit? You could look like a wrinkly dog that is going through a hangover but still climb timp! Your outfit does not effect who you are or what you can do, those are the fears we need to get rid of.
Now I`m going to give you some steps on how to not care about what others think of you
step one: think "who cares?"
step two: wear something considered "stupid"
step three: strut your stuff if you look confident people will compliment your look
step four: do whatever the crap you want because you know that all those other people staring are really just totes jelly of you.
Congrats your a legend! Its that easy we should all do this!

how to be human

With this post I feel like everybody is going to post something along the lines of,
people suck
or no hope in the human race
or in order to be human you have to be stupid
but I`m going to go a different way

Humans are incredible,
look around you
we have created building with triple digit floor levels
we can move at 200 mph by moving our foot down a couple of inches
people have traveled oceans
I was on a plane once and a man was complaining about the human race because they didn`t have wifi on the plane......
we were literally 10,000 feet in the air traveling who knows how fast
if anybody wants to know how to be human I have no idea
You have to be able to think so deep that the human brain cannot comprehend what you are thinking about
You have to realize the greatness of the world around you in nature
but you have to take most of what you have for granted
Humans are great we think freely
we create, imagine, we`re practically limitless.
but i don`t know humans are complicated, just ask anybody who has tried to understand the opposite gender.

money problems

Imagine a world where money didn't exist,
A place where currency wasn't needed,
imagine a place where we worked not because of money,
but because people needed us to,
 a place where somebody built my house because i needed a new one,
and I did what I love for a job at no cost because that`s the norm,
a place where everything ran smoothly without currency,
the perfect system,
but its impossible,
because there is always,
greed,
hatred,
selfishness,
stupidity,
everything wrong with today`s world.
I wish I could live in the perfect system,
where I could pick a career because its what I love and not because of the pay,
where I didn`t have to hold tight to my childhood and cower from adulthood,
but carry both because i have two hands,
and these two hands can do incredible things if i love what I`m doing,
but I`m restricted,
because while one hand may be working hard the other has to grasp for money,
flipping patty's for 3,600 seconds in one hand,
and coming up with a little more than $7 in the other,
which is upsetting because I`m not even doing what I want to do,
I don`t want to cook,
 I want to build,
I want to create something noticeable and noteworthy,
I would be much more productive if I actually did what I`m good at,
and learned what I need, and am interested in,
because school says color inside the lines,
but life says think outside the box,
and common core is the most productive teaching method,
but I think I can speak for majority of the human race when I say that I am not a common thing,
because once I am gone there is no recovery,
because my parents had a 1 in 15 billion chance of creating me,
but then my grandparents creating my dad to then create me is 1 in 144,000 (plus 15 zeros),
and what if we went beck to the beginning of mankind?
I have a 0% chance of existing but I am definitely here,
and because I happen to be here on a 0% chance I want to use this opportunity 100% to its fullest,
now if you`ll excuse me I gotta go to work,
because I need the money.

I wish I were a panda...

Sometimes a really wish I were a panda.
All pandas have to do is sit around all day and eat their freaking kangaroos, or bamboo, see the beauty in not backspacing?
But anyway I want to be like Po from Kung Fu Panda, He just magically gets picked to do his most favorite thing  in the world without an ounce of experience and yet he just kind of learns it all. Can I get some of that?!?!?!?!?!?!? Not only that but he keeps his humor in all situations and everybody loves him, and lets not forget he is a master at Kung-Fu! I wanna skadoosh my enemies...
But you know here I am having to learn everything like a human or something.


I wanna be like a panda and just sleep on a tree branch and then eat till I`m tired and sleep till I`m hungry. And when I`m old enough and have the money to do it I`m going to hang a hammock across the corner of my room then cover that corner of the room with sand and paint where the hooks are with palm trees, I don't know why I brought that up but sleeping on a tree branch reminded me of that dream.
But other than that don't you just love panda bears? I love pandas I just wanna hug one when I see it. But that's about all I got for now I needed something for the blog so I just started typing about the first thing in my mind. You know what else I like? I like the really wrinkly dogs. You should look up Shar Pei puppies.  I love those little guys!!!! only the gray ones though its really the only color that works with them. I just wanna grab a handful of their flab and be with it all day! And I don't know how they breath with all that fat because I feel like the flab would get in front of their nose and just stuff it and then they would only be able to breath through their mouth but that only adds to their awesomeness!! I`ve gone really off course but that's ok the point of this blog is to vent really!

Live long and be a panda!!!!!!

personality colors

I feel like every color has a personality, and I know there's like a science to it or something, but I'm gonna label each color the way I feel it should be labeled.
Blue: it seems quiet and more reserved to me, almost shy but cool-headed
red: this is your lunatic, the weird outgoing one that's fun at party's
yellow: This is the peppy person that always has a bounce in their step, and I don't know why but the color yellow really bugs me.
green: this is the laid back "cool kid" always chill you know.
pink: the immature color, the one that brings back those fourth grade come backs.
orange: your welcoming kind person that you like to be around.
brown: awkward, that is the only personality I put on this one, I have a lot of brown in my life...
purple: the fake try hards, this is the color that tries to impress people.... sometimes I wish this "color" would just eat dirt while it tries to be cool.


Now I'm going to go through a few personalities I go through in different situations:


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Me with friends:
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what I like to think my true personality is:
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I think I`m being I bit gracious to myself there though...


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There is no pattern to that man


Sometimes we forget, but oh the things you can do with
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late nights

Late nights are THE best. My mind is all screwy and my body starts taking on weird shapes and positions because of the exhaustion and excitement of staying up late. I always feel like during the day and through school my mind is just filled with expectations and deadlines, but at night my mind is finally open.

Nothing but the moon and its stars can see me in the dead of night.

Nights the only time I'm able to think without influence, dream without judgement, and remember in silence. As a kid I didn't like the dark all too much. I saw creatures come out of my closets and look me right in the eyes but I was taught that it was just my imagination nd it wasn't real, they sure seemed real, and I`m told that if I try hard enough I can control my dreams, but I always seemed to be one step ahead of myself and the control would always backfire into some new challenge.

but now I accept the dark and the creatures that roam throughout it. Nothing could hurt me when I'm alone in the night, life is too amused by the perfect scenarios I run through my head that my expected self knows will never happen, And death is too scared of what I might be able to achieve in that state of mind.

I mean given all I do in the dark is sleep, read, think, and the occasional past dwelling but that doesn't matter....death is constantly afraid of my hugeness anyway.

sometimes the best way to get to know a person is to view their night side, when they seem they`re on drugs but they`re just tired, that happens to me a lot, and some of a persons best writing can come from the night.

Just put down whatever seems to come through your open mind, and never backspace! even for those spelling errors. Maybe whatever picture you paint is trash to you, who cares one mans trash is another mans treasure, this picture

 Is just a picture of another lake to some people, but to me this picture is amazing because that is the area that some of my greatest memories were created. So write whatever who cares? There` seven billion people on this earth at least one guy has got to like it I mean c`mon.

build a brick wall

Bricks have so many purposes that we could use them for, but people seem to be too afraid to do anything
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lets go through some of the things I may or may not want to do with a brick.

1. tape it to my chest and tell someone to punch it so I can prove I have rock hard abs, but if you saw me taping a brick to my chest what would you think? that's why I don't, amongst other reasons but that contributes.
2. sometimes throw it at people, I think we know why I can't do that one.
3. throw it off of something really tall and watch it blow up, there's really nothing stopping me on that one I just haven't found the time or place yet.
4. paint it gold and tell national geographic I found the biggest golden nugget ever. I may get in trouble for that one.
5. extreme Jenga! I don't know about you but I just need the bricks for that one I don't care what anybody else thinks.

So why cant I do some of these things and others that I didn't put down? because of other people. Imagine the fun we could have if we all had our own abandoned town to mess with. I would find the nicest car and drive wherever, shoot a bug with a shotgun because why not? destroy a bunch of random stuff using different methods, rob a bank, cover myself in a ton of bubble wrap and run as fast as I can into a brick wall, the options are endless.

  but you know what fear of others slow us down we need to just be like this guy

build a mobile brick wall and not care about what others think we do with our life,  why not? the first step is this blog.