I think it's time that I realize self pity is meaningless.

Crash
Crash,
originally uploaded by DylanisCool.
Yep, that's my car. 240SX. Dead. I'm totally going to Tarantino it and now tell you how it happened.
So it's seven in the morning and I'm going west on a not so tiny street on my way to school where there is a neighborhood on the side of it. Some lady pulling out of the neighborhood decides that stop signs just aren't her thing, so she ignores it and keeps going to turn on to the street I'm on. Than...BOOM! my car does a little more than a 360 into the turn lane with me just takin' a seat in it.
Long story short, I won't have a car for a little while. It's alright though. Getting upset over things like that is what ruins everyday for you until you decide you can't do anything about it. So unless something a lot worse happens, I'll be good to go.

I'll be who I wanna be, so think what you want of me.


I've recently taken a trip down "reconsider lifestyle lane" and realized that there are very few people whom I actually care what they think of me. I know that sounds close to the whole "so what? i don't even care what you think!" kind of thing, but that's how I feel. Or at least how I think I feel. There are probably like seven or maybe eight people that would bother me if they hated me. It might seem like a big-ish number, but it's nothing compared to people who can't stand someone they don't even know not liking them.

Everything that I do to improve myself isn't for other people, it's for me to feel better about myself. There's a couple things that I'm working on right now and I'm sure when I get the results I'm looking for I'll feel really good regardless of other people. Also, I'm back in the tattoo mode. I know I posted about this a while ago, but I can't do it by myself. Then I'll feel alone in it, haha. I think when Josh gets his (Saturday I think?) it will be enough to push me to get mine. So maybe next month? We'll see.

I hope to find a place that feels like home. With a heightened sense of strength and a stronger sense of self.

ahhh, I've already had a very similar blog post as this one will be but I can't help it. It's because I think about this every time I listen to music that I'm really into which is pretty much every day. I think that just to satisfy me I might start actually trying something out when I find people that can play instruments and are interested in the same genre of music as I am. Pretty much everyone I know that plays an instrument just wants to imitate Chelsea Grin or Bring Me the Horizon. ewwwwwww. Anyway, if it works out that would be awesome. If it doesn't, than I know it isn't for me.

watch this!



We'd stay here all night long, be strong. Forget the world we're living in.


I'm excited for the summer. Today isn't as sunny as it has been the past couple days. I'm still excited though from the little taste of summer we've gotten in the past week. I'm excited for Raging Waters every week like last summer. I'm excited to be able to take a whole day, do nothing but play video games and not have it be a waste of a non-school day. I'm excited for Warped Tour. I'm excited for staying out until one in the morning and having it still be 75 degrees outside. I'm excited for a lot more too, but this would be way too long.

I also got a Golds Gym membership a few days ago. I talked to a trainer and he said if I work on my upper body at least five days a week I can be benching 250 by the end of the school year, (May) which is also pretty cool. Since I got it I've mostly been running hard and not doing tons of benching because I have no one to spot me. When Carlos gets his next week though I'll be able to step it up. I guess I'm also excited about that for when the summer starts. I haven't had any epiphanies or anything of that sort since I wrote last so I guess this entry won't be very deep. That's alright though. Sometimes you need to not worry about that stuff and just have fun.
Until next time, have fun.

Rant Ch.1


Right now I feel like ranting about all the dumb people and the dumb things they do. I'm sure I'm going to do this more than once, so this will be part one.



1. People who wear sunglasses inside/when it's dark outside. What is the point of this? To make you look super cool...or to make you look like a douchebag? Believe me, it's the latter.
2. People who say disgusting/stupid stuff to look cool and/or random. My prime examples of this are Colby and Dylan (not myself, obviously). Saying something like "OMG I'm going to cut your nipples off!", yes that's a direct quote, is not cool or funny or even random. It again just makes you look like a complete douchebag.
3. People that argue for the sake of arguing, just to seem like they "think outside the box" or because they're just dumb. This is one of my main problems with Theory of Knowledge. Tons of people fight stuff with him just to seem opinionated and smart. I don't care if they realize they're wrong and stop, but these aren't the kind of people I'm talking about. I mean people that will argue that "salt is not salty". You're not original, and you're not a genius. You're just making yourself look incredibly dumb.
4. This "peace&love&happiness" bull$h1t. By wearing a shirt that displays that logo you are not spreading world peace or even a little dab of love throughout your community. You are advertising a brand that is making millions of dollars off tons of trendy teen girls. You want to spread peace, love, and/or happiness? Go do community service instead of being a billboard.



I have several other things in my head right now, but I'll save them for another time. Hopefully if one of these describes you, you'll change your evil ways. 
Until next time...

I hate myself more than I ever let on. But I chose this cup that I drank from. Knew what I was getting into.

Dinner
Dinner,
originally uploaded by DylanisCool.
Wow, this has been the longest gap that I've had with not writing. Don't worry I haven't forgot. I just haven't had anything to write about really. Yesterday I went to my aunts house and had a very good dinner. I don't know about you, but I can't think of a better meat combo than steak and crab. Anyway I really like going to my aunts house even though I don't do it that often. Out of everyone I've ever known I thought that my mom, my aunt, and my cousin Gabi are the only ones that completely understood me, and how I think. And obviously I was wrong about one of them. So it's always nice to have talks with Gabi and my aunt. I mean there are some people who understand certain things about me, but even when they're with me and realize those things I still feel alone in my head. Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be though. Maybe people not being able to figure you out all the way is good, I don't know.

I've got some concrete ideas and they've been paving my way.



This entry is probably going to be very vague but still very... justifying? Anyway, I feel like I'm undergoing and working towards some giant change. It doesn't just feel like a personality one either. It feels like how I act, think, and even how I make myself look is all changing for the better and I'm helping myself along with it. I don't think it's because how I have been/currently am is bad. I think it's probably just everything about my character evolving and maturing. Talking to Cameren today make me realize how it's not so bad growing up. In an earlier post I said how I'm scared of it. Now though, even without tons of plans, I'm excited for it. I don't really have much else to say other than I'm growing up and I'm fine with it.

It's up to us to figure out the rest.


I'm about to sit down for a lifetime of homework, so I thought I'd do this before I do. Oh, and the picture on the side isn't related, really. It's just something from the weekend. Recently I've been having a hard time setting aside time for everything. Girlfriend, different friends, wrestling, homework, and alone time. I thought I did alright this weekend except for when I realized how much homework I have and that I have an entire English project due and a Theory of Knowledge quiz tomorrow. Since I didn't do as well as I thought I did last week, I'm going to try something different this week. Hopefully it works out better.

I also decided, with the help of Josh's peer pressure, that I'm going to get a tattoo. I'm still not positive where and I have three different ideas of what. I'll probably add the little Poll gadget on here so that you guys can tell me what you like best. Well I better get started on my intimidating pile of homework. 
Have a good day.

If I can't be beautiful, I want to be invisible.


I'm considering getting a tattoo again. For people that didn't know before I was very close to getting "Closer to Complete" from one collar bone to the other a couple months ago, but I second guessed myself and decided not to. On Friday though, Josh said something about tattoos and since then I've been considering getting one again. I'm sure one day I'll end up getting one, it's just a matter of when. If i do get one soon, I'll probably just change it up. They stay with you forever so I want to make sure it's something that will always mean something to me and I'll be able to show off. 

I wanted to write more but I'm getting really tired. I was actually asleep before I woke up and wrote this. I'll probably write something a little less aesthetic tomorrow, but I can't think right now. Goodnight.


Just don't tell me this doesn't mean the world. My ears would bleed and my heart would hit the floor.

I wish that was me. I stressed in an earlier post to have some sort of meaning for your life and actually do something. If there is anything that has meaning for me, it's this. Most dreams are ridiculously impossible to even touch. Well this one is no exception. I think the reason that I've been learning/playing guitar for the past year is to create some sort of outlet for this. By playing whatever songs I can learn I've been insignificantly "living the dream". I wish that I could dream more reasonably. hahaha, i can't believe i just wrote dream reasonably. I'm going to leave it there just because it makes me laugh. Someday I'm going to have to get a "real" job and sort of leave this in the dust. I think one of the reasons I haven't been able to find a career path I really like is because I'm not ready for that yet. I mean I'm sure I'll be able to find a good job that's important to other people. Still, none of them will quite compare. 


P.S. 
Another part of my outlet for this is writing "songs", which is quoted because you could hardly call them that.

I want meaning. Everything is so pliable.
My decisions are all stamped wrong.
My tongue is rolling out words I've never heard.
My thoughts are fleeting, on top of unstoppable grieving. 
Even inertia let me down when the world stopped turning.
Everything is changing, but no one is saying. Let me go on with what I need. You're only adding more blocks on the top. Every words adds a dry lump to my throat. Meaning really doesn't mean that much. So stop leaning on anything stable. Be your own crutch.
You can learn from Atlas. Just hold what you're told. Just throw on another coat when it all goes cold.

Pure laziness!


Little kids
Originally uploaded by DylanisCool
Today was the second day of the freestyle season for MountainTop. I only went to the little kids part of the practice today since I have region tomorrow for folkstyle. It's kind of weird looking around at all of them practicing because I know that every single one of them that keeps it up until they're in high school will be wrestling each other for state championships. I'm not really feeling going to region tomorrow. I would actually prefer if I wasn't wrestling in it because I'll be missing theory of knowledge. I'm also burnt out of the folkstyle season. It just gets to a point (about a month ago) where it isn't fun anymore, it's just tiring and time consuming. but oh well, if I didn't wrestle I'm sure I'd be very over weight and even more lazy.

Also, the future is scary. I turn eighteen this year and I don't like it. I still feel just as much as a kid as I did when I was fourteen, except now I'm a kid that drives. Hopefully by the time I am eighteen I'll feel a little more mature and sure of the future. If not I'm going to have a hard time deciding everything. I'll probably say more about this later, but I'm very tired now and I am going to sleep. Goodnight.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.


Worthless
Originally uploaded by bitzcelt
I'm sick of people who aren't going anywhere.
I'm sick of people just taking up space.
I'm sick of drug users.
I'm sick of irrational rationalizations.
I'm sick of people taking a seat and not going anywhere in life.
I'm sick of the people who aren't doing shit.
I'm sick of hollow minds.
I'm sick of unintelligence.
I'm sick of excuses.
I'm sick of people ruining the world.
I'm sick of aimless lives.
Stop sitting on your ass and doing drugs all day.
Stop sidestepping anything with meaning.
Stop wasting your body.
Stop being worthless.
Stop being an obstacle.
Do something or kill yourself, because no one cares.