For you to be happy

For now.

If you don't know the Moth & the Flame..
contact me, micah, or scott (or a bunch of other people too)
And we'll try to get you their new album. It is incredible.

I feel strange when I tell people about music that has changed my life for a few reasons:
1. It changed my life.. not everyone else's.
    I find that line between personal and public music sharing to be a dynamic line sometimes.
       -I want my close friends to feel that incredible feeling that I get too, because I love my friends.
2. What happens if they don't like it? I can't be offended.. But I am going to feel weird.
     I start to feel like I defaced the music I cherish because someone else didn't feel the same way I did.
       -I recognize this thought process isn't the best one. But this leads to my next point.
3. Sometimes I want to share so badly, because I want them to know how much I love it.
    I don't want this question to EVER surface with people I know well:
                Hey, have you heard of Sigur Ros? Some of their stuff isn't that great but you'd like Glosoli..
         I can't help but get the urge to smack that person down to the ground.
         At the same time, haha, it's not their fault, holy cow Brent..
4. Sometimes when people tell me to listen to music, I immediately mark that band/musician down in my
    head as music to never look up. With this fact. I try to be careful sharing. Because maybe they will be
    more likely to listen to it if I don't bring it up like it's a world news event. Maybe patience will help the
    desperate cause. This scenario is my favorite:
                [sitting somewhere, plane, car, bench] Hi, what are you listening to?
                                                                                   Hey, [whoo are youuu], The Shins!
                                                                             Oh that's cool, the only song I know is New Slang.
                                                                                   Really? Well put these headphones on immediately.
                                                                                   This song is called Split Needles (or Know you
                                                                                    onion!, or Sea legs, or any shins song)
                                                                             Okay. [3 minutes pass]
                                                                             That was awesome. I didn't realize everything in the                      
                                                                             world is made better with music by the Shins..
                                                                                    YEHAAHAHAAA.. yes.
This scenario has not, and will not ever happen.
I heard from some guy the other day that mono sucks.. I'm glad I dodged that bullet.
I can only guess how many people read what I write here.
and my guess is: 6 max

I am so excited to go home.

Unnecessary things

Unnecessary things, that lean more towards the unhelpful (even harmful) side of the spectrum, straight up make me angrystrated.
This is in and of itself a paraDIGGUM shift.        (Exquisite cred)
I think this is great however.
Thus. we. see...

When one does not think before one opens one's barf hole,
everyone else will figuratively barf on that person.

So. Give it a think people. I will work on it too, I swear.
Why don't we all start ignoring the social battle opportunities and spend the time having fun.
Because when you start looking for these situations, you'll say:

Let's stop barfing.

It is not good for the psyche..

In the end, Thom Yorke will still win.

So I was thinking, or trying to to

and I realized something that we all know. Days exist!

HOW CRAZY IS THAT?

with a lisp (sorry)

HOW CRATHY ITHAT?

Human lives are structured into repeating boxes that come down the conveyor belt every 24 hours.

We get all excited planning and guessing what's gonna be in the next box.

Then it stops being exciting. Because that box is gonna come, and have those awesome pieces of crap in it, no matter what you do.

No matter what you do, you're gonna open that freakin box, and the slip of paper on top of everything else says: "You gotta pee, Brent".. "So stop trying to sleep, cuz you can't, till you pee...go pee"

screw that box

I don't wanna wake up anymore with the need to pee.

I would LOVE to wake up to the need to jump out the window because someone needs to test their stack of mattresses.

Speaking of mattresses. When LCHS choir toured Italy last year there was a room on the third floor in this cool hotel. 

The room.

Open the door..

BAM. yea.. mattresses. to the ceiling. Climb over them, oh. wow. Check it out. 

A cove where you can slide into--  it's a little thanksgiving just for you.

It's like a silent bounce house but fort style

Bouncing isn't a good idea or it could all move... and mess up the progress you made.

Which leads to an analogy. Don't get out of bed, or you'll mess up the progress you made.. hehh

heh?

The Leaves Hit

It's getting colder outside and the colors and leaves are starting to fall. Life is a big ball of change. I keep looking for the time I'll be settled and set; comfortably static. That is not going to happen, and I don't think that would truly bring me joy. I realize the love of change and variety are inherently given appetites. I love the mountains red, and I'll love them blue-white. I'm so stoked.
Micah is one of the most interesting and relatable-to-me people I've ever met, no hyperbole this time.
Socially, I run in his shadow, but in the end I really actually enjoy it. Because he really is that funny.
I love dark green
Gorillaz somehow manages to be a sweet groovin groove but quite thick in meaning- serious at the same time, some songs. I decided I am probably not going to major in computer science. I'm strongly considering Audio Recording Technologies. Lots of theory and sight singing, but that's what I actually care about. I can do computer stuff too.. Whatever
Trying to be more excited about the world- and not so dark and calculating about irrelevant issues.
Can't explain how excited I am to go home. and see my family.

Catapult Their Ghandrus

Ogay
There's a cow mug tipping over the edge the crash will be loud don't scream. The foundation just solidified.
Jumped.
Handle broke off the door to the pantry we'll starve radiation outside don't scream.
Why did we make the door solid steel?
Bil þ venda my ást of vetur.
I would have to stay in here.

Ran DOWN a wheel

He died on and off, seeing wheels spin faster than slower.
He was always saying how he saw street lamps as frozen explosions rather than dots.

Dots have a respective distance to the viewers.
Not all dots are street lamps unless those "planets" and "stars" out there are actually street lamps. It's a long road to the other side of the universe. And it's not a straight one. Lots of lights. Lots of lights goin out for James.
Sorry James, no one else wants to change out the lights. But everyone wants to look at them. Sucks.
Really does.

My room is colder than outside.

Your face needs to be thrown a gun? What does that even mean?
Maybe it's like the man said, he has a van with a ramp he drives with his teeth now, so he shoots with his mouth too.

Micah loves the vanilla scent spray.
Followers don't equal popularity, people.
Seems like something Ali would say.

I'm gonna na na my way towards bed. Tomorrow marks another Monday,
stands for
Mother-effin over-played nonsense day after yesterday
i. hate. monday mornings

Traditions of a Carpet Staple [a discourse on failure]

This is my mind when not occupied. It's vacant.


I am a carpet staple. I was stapled into carpet. I'm stapled into this carpet. My favorite things include staying stapled, including being a strong staple, and South Dakota, and this carpet because it has maroon colored yarn strands.

Sometimes the people ask what I would change in the world. I would definitely have to say that the green environstationals don't understand that there are still trees we haven't cut them all down I know people are starving in Africa has the cure for cancer can we all Just CALM THE EFF DOWN, and ask Africa for their cure. We could mass produce their cures for less payment from the less rich continent thousands.

If everyone thought like me the staple... so much easier.

Last thing I have to say.
Somebody said this in class: "People go to BYU for the good education, not for cooperation on their rules and laws"...
yeahh.. nice one dingdong

The blog posts don't have to make sense right?
I never got the link that it seems everyone else got for what you can't write on a blog.

Soldiers left for the war,
but the man in the suit just snores.
I feel like I'm tied to a chair,
sitting in front of one single pear.
There's the golden man running
spinning and reaching and hatching.
The floor got wet and see-through
so the flanger box made stew.
A box has four sides and names
but a fox has four legs and pains.