Bands I need to see

• Daft Punk
• Justice
• Matt & Kim
• Super Mash Bros.
• Girl Talk
• MGMT
• Anamanaguchi
• Hyper Crush

I am disappointed with myself

So yesterday I got my SAT scores back, and I really didn't do as well as I'd hoped to. This disappoints me a lot. Like, I have these huge dreams and aspirations and I'm really ambitious, but now I feel like I don't have enough to back that with. Before I took it, I always just kinda assumed that I would do well enough, but apparently not. It just sorta sucks to see myself to worse than I want to, and it's not like that score is something I can really work at all that much. I don't even really have grades that good, either, and I was banking on my testing scores to make up for that at least a little. Uuuuuggghhh. I don't even know. Hopefully I can do better next time.

New Blog

I just made a new blog for all the stuff out of my doodling notebooks from middle school.

You should look at it.

It's here.

Sooo yeah.

Pitiful

So I know this is terrible, and a feeble attempt at wit and imagery and deepness and whatnot, but it is my first (and possibly least embarrassing) poem.

I need work, I know, but I wanted to post something. So here it is. Enjoy.

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I sit

and wait.

And I ponder

what is to come.

and what has preceded.

Ah! Finally!

That electric-blue beacon

of knowledge or news!

How eager I am to open and read.

The satisfaction is great.

This is what our lives

have come to

in this age.

Pitiful.

-R.J.-

Wooooow

Why do I always do this? I post some crap, then go completely inactive for months, then post some more crap? I should really be more consistent with this thing....
I can't really think of much to say except that life has been pretty radical recently. School starts friggin soon, which I'm hella pumped for and also hella scared for. Also, I thought I'd share this about a movie I watched last night. Originally, it was a text message to none other than Ann Lipscombe, but I liked it so here:
You really should see Charlie Bartlett. It was a fantastic movie which I liken to Juno, in that it's about a teenager's fucked up life and how they deal with it. I highly recommend it to any kid who's either going through high school or who has experienced it at one point in their life. Seriously, check it out.

Thomas!

Today my mom found a turtle in my back yard. He was just chilling out, taking a nap. So, she brought him inside to show us. That poor thing was scared out of his mind, I'm sure, all curled up in his shell like he was. Eventually, he calmed down (I guess) and came out of his miniature home. I felt bad about keeping him inside, though. I carried him outside and put him in Nicholas's little green turtle pool and gave him a rock to climb on. After a few minutes, I assume he got bored and wanted to get out. I put him on the ground and he crawled around for a bit. Then, I brought him back to where we found him in the backyard to let him go back to his daily life. However, I was faced with a bit dilemma. Should I let him go back to his old life in his natural habitat, where he could possibly get eaten by a predatorial animal? Or should I keep him in the totally domesticated hospitality of my own home, which goes against what he had been doing. If I chose the first option, there was a great chance he would get eaten. With the second option, though, comes the burden on my conscience that I would be snatching him from his instinctive life that he was made to live...

I still don't know what the right choice would have been, but I sure hope that the gods favor him....

Excerpts from my notepad

So, I have this little pad of paper thing with a pen where I write down random things that pop into my head. This is some of that stuff. Enjoy. (Be warned, I am a boring person).

• I think it would be cool if there was a novel where the person who progresses the story isn't actually seen in the story; only the consequences of his actions are.
• I want two kittens, one named Biggie, and another named 2Pac. They would be friends.
• Under the Bridge by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers is an awesome song.
• It would be awesome if things in a novel revolved around a highway called Highway 61, in reference to the Bob Dylan song and as a motif of journey.
• A story that begins in a garden where the main character meets different people named Lucy, Angel, Charlie, Cat, O, Miss Emma, Adam, and Brother, each of which gets him in deeper and deeper into crap that he doesn't need (those are each nicknames of different drugs).
• Redemption and loneliness as a main topic of a story.

Just a bunch of crap. See, not that interesting. Oh well. It's been too long since I've updated anyway.