Me Myself and I

Today has been eye-opening for me in various ways. For the first time in a very long time I've been able to fill my day doing exactly what I wanted to do. The snow was wonderful, because it kept me inside and this has been one of my most personally productive days I've probably ever had. I've spent the majority of my days in front of my turntables and my laptop just catching up with myself really. Just so you understand what dj's have to do to have their songs ready for live mixing, first you must have all your material in a place where you can easily access, then everytime you get a new song you must mark the tempo of it, so you know how fast it is in comparison to whatever you have playing already, then you must go through the track and find what points the first beat that you'd most likely mix drops and choruses and such. This creates a visual road map so you know when things are coming up and when it's good to mix in or out whatever tracks you are using at the time. This has to be done for EVERY song if you want to be proficient and prepared. So I've spend a good couple hours marking some awesome music, and for me it's really a passion, I enjoy finding new things and searching for new material. I also recorded my first mix that I'm pretty happy with that for the most part is fairly mistake free. So if anyone wants to know what I do with %90 of my free time just gimme a cd and i'll burn my stuff on it for ya. As I'd take breaks here and there and visit with my family, it hit me that after this year, days like these within my household just as a family will be few and far between. I love my family and my life and I would never trade these days at home with those that I care about most for anything in the world. Yea it's cool to go out, but being away always helps me remember who and what's really important to me.

Keep the Peace

bleh.

Do you ever get that feeling where you're just so out of it that even the good things going on in life seem pretty boring, and at the same time you're too lazy to even give the bad things enough attention to make you feel bad? Well that's pretty much the name of my game today. The word I use for this feeling is Bleh, and will probably be my best descriptor for the rest of the week. I'm just tired. I really wish I could just be doing the things I really care about... like longboarding, mixing music, playing music, taking pictures, and smiling/laughing. Friends are pretty sweet too, but I'm pretty used to riding on my own and learning a lot of stuff. Bleh is like soggy milk after you've slurped all the cereal out. You know why it's there and it's got a very distinct flavor yet it just sorta is what it is. That's how I'm feelin right now. It's one of those days that I wish I was simple. You know those people that are fairly one dimensional... they got their thing in life, they do it, they're good at it, they go to sleep, they wake up, and are content walking through their life on cruise control. I wish that was me today. It'd be nice to be normal today... sorta study, go through school just waiting for the weekend. Party. Forget. Remember. Repeat. Yea this post pretty much sucks, but It'd be nice to fit today.



Whenever I need a pick-me up I can usually dig through this drawer and find something. Best friends are still the best even when you never get to see them. Four years of memories are in this drawer and I'm glad I've been able to be there through it all, even if it was just on a piece of paper.

Miss ya bud

Love?

So I'm listening to Sinatra right now... and it just made me think about Love. When it comes to the word I'm sorta lost ya know? I guess we all are. It's crazy, just thinking about it. One word so powerful, so strong. People's heart's get broken over Love, people kill over Love, and yet Love is known to be the greatest form of passion available to mankind, yet it's so untangable to the physical senses. I find that to be pretty wild personally... I feel like Love is soooo far beyond my level of understanding that I don't know when it's appropriate to use it. And it annoys me when the word is downplayed. We throw it around to so many people these days and it doesn't mean anything yet when you say it to that one particular person it's a very big deal. It baffles me, I know Love on that exterior level, but what does it feel like to be IN Love is the question? I just wish I knew it was worth all the ruckus, the heartache, the effort. I guess that's what the adventure of life is all about right? I feel like Love is something that seems reachable, but at the same time it's sooo far away. It's like a game you'll always want to play, but you'll never win. Well I guess you do once? I guess I'll find out when that fine lady comes...

"Fairy tales, can come true, it can happen to you... If you're young at heart."

my 6th sense

Today,
I went snowboarding at White Tail. It was my 3rd time riding this season and the snow was exceptionally crappy today, while lift lines were a bear for the duration of my stay. I'm embarrassed to say that I spent 3 dollars in quarters just trying to figure out how to work the locker to stow away my camera, while I was riding since I was asked to get some shots for the year book this time out. When I got my camera out and found my angle, I took a little time to just relax and feel. Granted, these moments occur rarely but more frequently now in my life, but I've been trying lately to just take a second, step back, and just feel. I took in all I could around me, the crisp smell of winter and snow, the trademark "swish" of snow being pushed down the mountain, light reflecting off goggles and board graphics, and the very present scrape of a soul carve. At this point I realized how much joy being out there on the mountain is. These sights and these sounds are only found and experienced at that very particular place and it really made me think how precious life really is. It's the experience, the exposure, the progression, it's the whole enchilada. Once you forget about your worries, your stress, and you take a second to just appreciate the sounds and the colors and the light... It opens up your eyes to how beautiful this place called earth and its people really is/are.





:)

1,000 words

Sometimes i forget the power of a picture.

the memories...

I like pictures because they speak for themselves, never having to be justified nor judged.

There's no parameters, no rules, no guidelines, just a vision. What is seen and what is yet to be seen.

It's the presence of the past, present, and future.

As simple as you want it to be... or as complex as you feel you can make it.

Feel. Develop. Thrive.

the simple.

I've been thinking, and i dunno it's all added up to me just getting out of Ashburn for a little while. I find it harder and harder to talk to people around here, everyone seems just so caught up in the material, and the now, and the I part of life. Isn't there so much more to the world than the small trials we all face on a daily basis? Look at Haiti right now, or any other third world country for that matter, we are blessed to have so much in this town yet I feel like no one even knows what they really have. I dunno, maybe this isn't simple at all... maybe this is way more complex than what I understand it to be? I'm just yearning for a good conversation that's all, nobody seems vulnerable or accessible these days. Who are you? Who am I to you? What do you really care about? And why do people need excuses to make change? You don't need a new year, being 18 so you're legal, or any other reason for that matter to make a change. We were born with the ability to choose, free will. And from what I can understand, nothing is stopping us from being the better person we all can be.... So before you complain about your next problem or FML... get off your sad sack and decide truly to yourself, i'm gonna make something happen because I want to, and I'm gonna do it. Take a jump for once without consulting your friends, as much as you want to please everyone and make everyone happy, sometimes you just gotta do it for you, cause in the end that's all you got. I guess this isn't very simple at all... sorry

i remember the days when the macarena was my jam.

i remember the days when free willy got me stoked.

i remember the days when i watched the power rangers religiously.

i remember the days when light-up shoes were the chronic.

i remember the days when i actually like pb&j sandwiches.

i remember the days of "your mom".

i remember the days when abercrombie and hollister did not dominate teen fashion.

i remember the days when soccer did not rule my life.

i remember the days when lil wayne was non-existant.

i remember the days when i actually wanted to be the center of attention.

i remember the days when people actually played ping pong with ping pong balls.

i remember the days when "bad" words were still considered bad.

i remember the days when love was a game that two people played.

i remember the days when being different was awesome.

i remember the days when people actually danced face to face.

i remember the days when texting was not a main means of communication.

i remember the days when typing with inappropriate grammar was kool

i remember the days when friends were actually there.

i remember the days when i was remembered.

as cliche as it sounds... i miss the "good ol' days"