All I Need

I am completely obsessed with motorcycles... Like its a problem. My favorite bikes by far are the super sport's, otherwise known as bullet bikes. They are the fastest of the fast, a true testament of handling and speed. An engineering masterpiece devoted to getting you from point A to point B as fast as humanly possible. Everything about these machines attract me. The mean aggressive look, the sleek sexy design, the low rumble of the exhaust that is begging to be revved up to unleash its true scream. The feeling of being on one of these beautiful pieces of art is unexplainable. When you mount it you feel like your ready to go 200mph. The riding position is as close to horizontal as possible for better aerodynamics. Your chest is pressed up against the gas tank and you want to tuck your head beneath the windscreen to watch the speedometer have a heart attack as you launch into another world. Everything disappears and you feel like its just you, the bike, and the open road. It is so smooth and you feel connected to the asphalt. You can feel all the bumps and turns that just make it an even crazier driving experience. This is all I think about every day. I hope everyone has the opportunity to ride one of these at least once in their lifetime, just to know this feeling.

 

12 year old test drive

I remember when I was about 12 years old I was hanging out with my cousin. We were home alone and trying to find something to occupy our time with. Everything seemed very boring and just not worth our time since we had done it all more than once. We tried to think of something new that would really make us scream with excitement and adrenaline. The four wheelers and motorcycles were old news....been there done that, but we still wanted to do something with an engine. I opened the garage door and there she was, my aunts old jeep. I sat in the driver seat and told my cousin to hop in. I felt the torn leather on the steering wheel while I grabbed the gearshift and pretended to launch through the gears. Luckily I had my co-driver to make the engine noises for me. Yet this soon got old, which would eventually be our downfall. The jeep was a manual or stick shift but I was lucky enough to learn how to drive stick when I was 8 and it was my favorite thing ever. My cousin then told me we had to go pick up his brother that lived only a 2 houses down. Then he got a great idea... lets take the jeep! It will be so much faster then walking and we will finally have something that can entertain us. I hesitated and said what happens if we get caught? He quickly responded and assured me that his mom wouldn't be home for an hour and she would never know. I still didn't feel like it was a good idea. Then he said this, which instantly changed my mind, "Dude I asked her and she said it was fine if you drive it. She trusts you!" ........ GAME ON!! I had him run inside and grab the keys. I fired it up and drove down to the neighbors perfectly without one hick up. My cousin ran to the door and got his brother. He helped him into the jeep and then got in as well. I pulled in the clutch and grabbed the keys. As I slid them in the ignition something felt wrong but I ignored it. I turned the key and heard it click...once.....twice.... and on the third click it would start. As I put pressure on the key to fire it up I heard another car. As I looked behind me I saw my aunt come around the corner. The way her face changed was unforgettable. Her jaw dropped, dumbfounded by the stunt we had just pulled. Seeing her 3 year old son strapped in the back of her jeep while her 12 year old other son was in the passenger seat with her nephew driving. She got more mad than I have ever seen her, screaming and swearing wondering what the hell we were doing. We tried our best to calm her down and use big words so we could sound like we knew what we were doing and there was nothing to worry about. Needless to say it didn't work and my dad was on the phone immediately. I was screwed and the second I heard his voice I burst into tears pleading with him to not be mad and to not ground me. Surprisingly he wasn't as mad as I thought he was going to be but I still received a very lengthy grounding and stern talking to. This may look like a complete disaster but that is something you don't forget and now we all look back on it and laugh. This is one of my favorite memories during my childhood.

Headphones

This is something that is 100% customized to you and your liking. If you aren't happy with them than it is gonna be a rough day of sore ears and disappointment. Everyone has different ears that vary in size and sound tolerance. Also some people have a preference on the type of headphone ex.) in-ear, over the head, or wrapped around the ear. Then depending on the size of your ear canal you have to change the rubber insert in the headphone, which is the piece that actually goes in your ear. Without proper sizing the earpiece may not be able to fit or it could not make complete suction and outside noises may be able to get in. Some people like having a normal headphone that just plays sound but also makes it easy to hear people and things going on around you. Others like noise cancelling or white noise headphones that make other noises obsolete. This is an important decision so make sure to take your time and see what you like.

How to change oil

First make sure the car is off and open the hood. The take off the oil cap and make sure there isnt a lot of corrosion or oil build up. Then go underneath the car and find the oil plug which is located on the oil pan directly before it connects to the transmission. Then get a way to catch the oil that will come out. Slowly screw the oil plug off until it gets to the very end of the threads. Pull it out quick so oil doesnt get all over you and let it all drain out. Then put the plug back in and tighten it down till its snug. Then locate the oil filter and screw it off, making sure you also have something to catch the oil because there will still be some inside the filter. Set the old filter aside and take some oil and rub it around the O-ring of the new filter. Screw it back on snuggly like the oil plug. The add new oil to the engine and put the oil cap back on. Start the car and wait for the oil light to turn off. Check for any leaks underneath the car. Then shut it off and check the oil dipstick. If the oil level is good then make sure the plug and filter are tight and the the oil cap is put back on. If you have done all this your car will be happy for another 3,000 miles:) Keep your car happy

My Dream Bike



YAMAHA  R6

 

RIDE HARD, RIDE FAST, RIDE SAFE

My Medication

Most important thing to have during school...period.



I cannot live without my music. Not only that but I cant focus on anything without it. I dont care what kind of music it is, I am open to anything, as long as I have a beat to live life to. Ya that sounds good, living life to a beat. Without it life is a bunch of random annoying sounds that makes me think of someone gargling in my ear constantly. When I have something to listen and work to I get so much more done. It makes doing things fun because its like a personal concert and your at the front of it all pushing against the rail right beneath the artist. So close that you can feel the sweat hitting you while your screaming and reaching out to touch them to touch just a piece of fame, if only for a few seconds. I can do homework and block everything out except for what I need to accomplish. I also will write and even think to the beat of the music. It doesnt feel like your doing homework, it feels like your writing something down that has already been processed in your mind and you are waiting to put it on paper.

Music is my life...

G.R.A.D.U.A.T.I.O.N

Well lets just say this is the biggest goal for me right now. When I say goal I mean I'm still trying to

make this come true haha. Actually I shouldn't be laughing about it... I should be praying about it

because it will be nothing short of a miracle if I graduate. My mom and dad hassle me every day to

 stay on top of everything, which is easier said then done. When its this close to the end of school and

 the sun is out, the last thing I want to do is school crap. But I need to if I wanna get anywhere in life.

 So hopefully I will be able to finish it all and move on with my life!!!

Dear Blog and fellow Bloggers...

.....I HATE YOU!!!

I write all my feelings into these blogs that I create and you know what I get for it? Nothing, zilp, zich....

I really like this creative writing class and I love how my classmates are able to read all of my stuff and not know who it is. So whats the problem? I see all of these views on my blogs and I see ONE comment on ONE of my posts. How am I supposed to get better at writing if I get no feedback?? Honestly I don't care at all if you post that you hate my blog!! just tell me why! and what I can do better!

And now that my bitching and ranting is over, here is my dialogue... hopefully that's how you spell it.

Me- Hey blogger why cant you just write for me and say something that will make people love and respect what I have to say?

Blogger- Because you have nothing good or important to say! You aren't even this kind of person! What are you doing on here anyways? You like writing but usually your to lazy to even get on here and then leave me in a cold dark room to slowly rot away... like all those books your grandma gave you for Christmas, and you had to act happy and exited so you wouldn't look like a disrespectful prick... well guess what, those books are actually really good. Hahaha just kidding I would have no idea because who would even want to open a book titled "Becoming a Better Saint?".

Me- Exactly!! Right?? Grandma I'm 18 get me something I need and will use. Not something your reading cause your close to dying and your scared you wont get into heaven. But really who will.... Anyways I'm on here because I have to get a good grade so I can pass this class and graduate High School!!

Blogger- Why? who cares if you graduate?

Me- I do cause I gotta go to college so i can make a good living for myself.

Blogger- So your doing all of this for the money?

Me- Ya pretty much....

Blogger-  Pathetic...how about you do something for yourself that you actually like and take interest in? Oh that's right cause you a lazy ass that either is at school,work, or sleeping.

Me- Your right I need to change something fast.......ehhh maybe tomorrow...

Blogger- Ya right.....like you will even do it then. Stop sleeping through life and just going through the motions.

Me- Your not my mom! yet your sounding just like her. She says this every damn day. I know what I need to do and I'm trying.

Blogger- There is no try...only do or do not. So you need to decide fast before life hits you like a ton of bricks.

Me- Your right.... shit I got a lot to think about tonight.

Marriage is a lie...

Utah has no sun

{embrace your inner child}

This was going to be one of my journal entry's but sadly that morning I forgot to grab it from my room and had to write this on a random piece of paper.... and ended up being to lazy to copy it into my journal. So I would like to share it with all of you.

Humans create everything. From the smallest insignificant things, to the most precious thing anyone or anything could create...life. We have grown up being creative and having a wild and broad imagination, yet when we grow up it is slowly choked out of us by the adults forcing us to grow up and take on responsibilities. We have become boring and dead to the world because or imagination has been cut off. I like to create art and write about my feelings and opinions on things but I don't do it as much as I should. I feel like I could write more because I love it but whenever I try to write anything my mind wont stay on one subject. It bounces around and reminds me of what bad ADD I have. I just cant stick to one thing and that makes my writing "bad". Yet I still try to explore that creative side of me that has been smothered and is now being slowly re-kindled, hopefully to become an uncontrollable flame again.

I feel...

I am not a robot...

I feel.

 I feel the warmth from a hug. I feel the chill from good music that touches my soul. I care about other peoples feelings and how they veiw me. I dont do things on command and I choose to do things that I enjoy and that make me happy. I do things for no reason just for fun, which to a robot would be illogical. I like to just sit and waste time listening to sounds and thinking about my day. I love and get attached to things to the point where I care more about their feelings and well being more than my own. I am attracted to certain features and personalities. I like spending time with people that I care about and just waste time away, although to humans we wouldnt call that wasting. We would call it truly living and loving the life you have. Take pride in the small things that make you human. Embrace that which defines you and makes you different from others. Dont focus on schedules and appointments, instead strive to live like today is your last day. Spend every moment trying to become a better person.

Live Life to the Fullest

Tonight was one different than all the others. I have tried....Scratch that. I havent tried at all to create a better realationship with my younger brother Andrew, despite the fact that I have always wanted a big brother. It started off as a normal day.... The usual boring school where the only 2 classes I pay attention in are Welding and Creative Writing. Then I went to work, which to most High School kids is just another realm of hell, yet to me it is somewhere I love to be. It makes my day brighter because I get to do what I love. I get to work on cars and fix things with my hands. I also get to talk and meet a lot of new people, as well as party with some of the greatest employers and managers someone could ask for. They are the funniest and kindest group of people you will meet. So getting back to my brother, I went home from work and my pocket vibrated when I was walking in my door. Exited that someone might actually want to do something with me so I dont have to sit on my butt the whole night, I eagerly whipped out my phone and saw it was from my mom...:/ ya thats the only person that ever texts me. She said she was going to be gone all night and that I would be watching my little brother all night while she takes my sister to her basketball banquet. I was really dissapointed because now I had a responsibility and couldnt just lay down and listen to music where I would eventually fall asleep. She told me to make it as fun as possible and I actually thought of how much that would meant to me if I had an older brother that would actually want to spend time with me and be my friend, even if it was for one night so I could get a taste of how much fun it would be to be him. So I decided to do it. We really didnt do to much, I mean we played some Call of Duty and watched some Family Guy on Netflix as we sat on my bed like a couple of lounge lizards eating ice cream and frozen Costco burritos. Now this may not seem like some crazy night to most of you, and believe me it wasnt. But I was able to spend some quality time with him and bond through the crude humor of Family Guy and the incredible amounts of blood and gore in Black Ops 2. I found out how much he loved it as I was walking into my room and he was FaceTiming my dad who is gone almost all the time. He was talking about me like I was some kind of Super Hero that had just saved him from imminent death, when all I had truly done was have him take part in one lazy afternoon as a Senior in High School. I think we take for granted what we have and are able to do and especially the influences we have on kids younger than us, including our siblings. They look up to us like Gods and Godesses or however you spell that. We need to take them under our wing and love them while we can because life goes by fast, and if we dont slow down and take advantage of everthing we can, we might miss those opportunties to enrich other peoples lives, as well as your own.

LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST

 



The Three Musketeers

I love having the option to write about someone else because I get to talk about someone that means a lot to me and usualy while im thinking about why I love them so much, I realize why they truly are important to me. Well my 2 best friends are about the only thing in this world that keeps me sayne and give me a reason to get up everyday. Ever since 9th grade we have been the Three Musketeers and we would do everything together. Since we were to young to drive anywhere we would always ride our bikes or find some other way to get out of our house and do something acutally fun. The fun thing about my friends is that we didnt even have to do anything to have fun. All we had to do was be together and that was enough. We were like this all the way up until the end of last year, when one of my friends started having problems with his family that would make him extremely depressed and left him wanting to do nothing. He would only talk to us a little and just tell us that he was fighting with his parents... Little did we know it was a lot bigger than that. It started getting so bad that he had convinced himself that there was no point in living anymore and attempted suicide 3 times without anyone knowing, except things went wrong the 3rd time. He hung a belt on the top of his door and tried to hang himself. As he was hanging there and gasping for his last breaths while his limbs went numb he knew he couldnt go through with it. He used all of the strength he had left to punch a hole in his wall and pry himself up to release the pressure off his neck. Yet he still couldnt get himself down because the belt was locked and on the otherside of the door. As he started to panic he screamed for someone to help him and his mom came rushing down the stairs and got him down. Immediatly he was taken to a depression/rehab center to deal with these problems. He also attended this place for school as well and was able to graduate early. Well we knew none of this had even happened, and our best guess was that he dropped off the face of the planet. He came back to his house just a few months ago as a completly changed person with a very bright look for the future and is going to be serving an LDS mission in a couple months. He has been able to influence and talk to me about all of my problems and help me through them. He is a great example to me and now we are all able to hang out again and continue on just like old times. I am so greatful for him in my life and I love him to death. This has truly opened my eyes to how real suicide is and how much we need to look for people that need a friend or just someone to talk to. We could be that one person that could change their mind for the better and be there for them when no one else is. 

Summer as a hooker

I honestly cant wait for summer!! Today felt like the total beggining because at work I was actually hot and didnt have to wear my sweatshirt under my normal shirt. Then I came home with the windows down looking at the beautiful sun that was still up and shining ( thank the lord for daylight savings) As I hopped out of my truck I smelt my neighbors grilling up something tastey that completely intoxicated me while I became intstantly hungry for some hamburgers and hot dogs. Yet this summer will be a life changer for me. I am really scared because this is my last year of high school and honestly I dont know what I want to do. I have to make some big decisions that will impact me for the rest of my life. If I had it my way I would just stay this way forever and not grow up. Its funny how much we change because as a kid all I wanted was to grow up and have all of the privalages and responsibilities of an adult. Now all I want is the care free and high spirited life that I used to have, never having a care in the world. All I can do is wait and hope that I make the right decions and dont end up workin as a hooker for my lunch money.

Family

Thinking about space and the endless quilities that surround it can truly rack your brain, until you realize that there is no point in knowing anything about space because it can never be fully understood. So you go on living your miserable and pointless lives to one day end up old geezer and having accomplished nothing in your life. But what if we ask ourselves this question, but pertaining to our life and future? I think this could really help us put our lives into perspective and to create almost a guide map to our future self. This would make it much easier for us to focus on our goal of what we want and what kind of life we wish to live. So what is the problem with this and why dont we do it? The most comman reason is that we dont know what we truly want. Our goals and priorities change with age and experiance, therefore rendering our map for the future useless. I have been asked multiple times what I want to do in the future or as a career. For most of my teen years I dreamt of being a fighter pilot and then going commercial and flying for a big company, slowly working my way up the seniority chain and by the end of my life making a great living for myself. The only flaw with this is that I will start making a good living for myself near the end of my career. Yes flying is an absolute passion of mine that continues to interest and exite me. But the only thing that has made humans progress and actually want to move forward on their own...money. Money holds you hostage from doing the things that make life happy and exiting. Yet this is the drive of everyone on this planet, even if it conflicts with something they hate doing, it is worth it to be wealthy and have a relaxed lifestyle. I do believe that wealth is one of the great accomplishments in this life, but it can also be a huge burden. This depends on the kind of person you are, the morals you believe, and the standards you have. I would think that if I had a lot of money it would be much easier to focus on the family, friend, and fun aspect of life instead of thinking about bills and pricetags. In the end I think that we really should focus on doing the things we like and can progress in, instead of just the jobs that will make you easy money. Focus on the real meaning of life.... family.