august was a moth

I am going to start posting about my favorite movies. I’ll try to do them with big time differences, so I don’t flood your dash with my thoughts. 

Yup. I saw it. At like one in the morning. Worth ten dollars? No. Did I think it was stupid? Yes. Did I laugh my ass off during all the serious scenes? Yes. 

Did I nearly die when Sariah shouted, “You’re a hoe!” when Bella kissed Jake?

FUCK. YES.

Going to go see Karate Kid today. Muahahah!

Sorry if I am crowding your dash with words.

But it needs to be said that ignorant people piss me off. Severely. A lot. 

Alright. So, planes. More particularly, plane FLIGHTS. It is much, much easier to travel alone, because, really, then you can sit anywhere. Anyways, because I was reading (hehe) I missed it when they called my group up to board. So I boarded, pretty much, with the last group. Ooops… 

Now, I’m not picky. But, damn, do people have to take the window and the aisle seats FIRST? Like, really. Do I look like I want to crawl past you? Do I? So I am looking for an aisle seat. And I find one. Next to a Hispanic couple, whose kids (five, I think) we’re all sitting in front of them. 

I ask if I can sit down, they say yes with a small smile, boom. Got my seat. 

Now, half way through the ride the flight attendant stops purposefully at our little row, turns to the wife, and asks them about “The Make A Wish” foundation, and how’d they (they being the family) enjoy the trip. She tells her how they went to Orlando, Florida, and Disney World and stuff. So, at this point, I am like, “Make a Wish? One of their kid’s is sick?”

Then I remember that there was a kid in a wheelchair when I got to the gate, surrounded by a huge family. Assuming this was it, and that he was the sick one, I stopped wondering.

Fast forward. Getting off the plane. Since I am in the aisle, I stand up first, and use my time to survey the kids in front of me. It becomes obvious to me that all the kids are in Make a Wish shirts, with pins and stickers. HOW DO YOU MISS THAT? Anyways. So all of the kids in front of me stand up, and I suddenly realize, kid in wheelchair? He can walk. Just fine. 

So there goes that thought. I look at the three daughters. All of them seem relatively healthy. I mean, no expert, but they looked it. Their mom, however, was telling them not to go anywhere before she got out of her seat. So, I let her and her husband go in front of me. 

Well, the husband has a club foot. A bad one, too, as it looks like. 

And from there, there isn’t much else. I didn’t see them again. I wonder if who I thought the husband was was actually another son. Or if one of the kids inheireted his disease. 

Either way, when I walked into that baggage claim, I felt damn lucky. 

I am so, so thankful for having my body working all right. Yeah, sometime the head is screwy. But the body? It works, you know? It works. And some peoples… don’t. I don’t know, I probably sound like an idiot, but the entire situation moved me.

Tada. 

I am home. From a four day minitrip to Chicago. To see my aunt. By myself. I could tell you about the things we did, the places we saw, the people we met. But honestly, do you care? Isn’t it enough to know that I love it there? And that I had fun?

I feel like this is going to be very satirical which is funny, cause, damn, am I ever in a good mood. I honestly can say the past four days have been some of the best in my life. And that’s saying something, cause my life is like 80% awesome.

But instead of going on and on about this, I want to tell you about something else. In the next post. Cause, yeah, it needs its’ own post. It is that important to me. 

“What happens after we fall, Charlie?” She asked, wide eyed and innocent. 

“We fly, of course!” He said jovially. And she smiled, and he smiled, and she laughed, and he laughed.

But they both knew it was a lie.

{The first girl that I fell for was a fair and faithful fighter

She smouldered with a will to save the world
I did my best to help her, yeah I stood shoulder to shoulder
On the front lines with my visionary girl

I wish that she had cared for me
But in the end her ideologies
Occupied the fortress of her heart
I wrote her 15 songs, but still we had to part

And if music was the food of love
Then I’d be a fat romantic slob
Well music, it’s my substitute for love

The last girl that I loved she was a low and lusty liar
She set my heart on fire, but made me choke
Her beauty was a sight to see, but she didn’t save it all for me
I found other fires by following the smoke

I wish that she had either cared for me or
Let be me
But she chased me from mind and from my home
I wrote her 16 songs, but I ended up alone

And if love is really all that we need
Then even all my singing is never gonna save me
Music it’s my substitute for love

Well I’ve had many different girls inside my bed
But only one or two inside my head
These days I cuddle up to my guitar instead
But oh, what I would give, not to stumble but to really fall in love
And I could substitute my singing for the sound of someone sleeping next to me}

Substitute, Frank Turner (a.k.a. August’s Favorite Song as of Now) 

Home sweet home. Taco Tuesday tomorrow with Jordan (AHH HAVEN’T SEEN HIM IN FOREVERES) and Alexa and Hannah, plus maybe spending the night with Sariah? And going kickboxing with her “friend” Brian? xD We all know how fail that will be. (most unathletic person in the world) Oh! And we are writing our epic musical!

As good as it is to be home, at my computer, in my room even, I cannot wait till Thursday. 

Chicago, baby, here I come. 

Please. Next time you decide to lie leave out a crucial plot detail, remember that your son hasn’t quite figured out your little mind games, and can be quite a basket case. Also, next time we are with our father on vacation, please wait to slip up reveal the truth until after we are home. That way, you can own up fix things. Makes things much easier!

Oh. And when we come home on Monday, Mom, be prepared. You think I was bad? Wait ‘till you see your little baby boy: he’s furious. :D

Love, August

PS~ Have fun in Utah with the other family! Tell Dave we wish him a very, very happy Father’s Day!

…And it’s great. We are here for my brothers football competition. Ninety teams, all ages and divisions and states. So, so, so many people. I shall upload pictures later. ANYWAYS. So, yep. His first game is tonight. If they win, they move up in the bracket. If they lose, they have a consolation game on Saturday. Tomorrow is SEA WORLDD~ Needless to say, I am very happy. Our hotel is amazing, there is SO many people to meet, and the weather is just perfect. Compared to, let’s see, Vegas. Oh, and not to mention the numerous gorgeous boys here. That’s a perk, too. 

Anyways, today at 6pm, everyone should think good thoughts for the Trojans, from our very own Las Vegas, Nevada. And hopefully we can kick some booty! Yeah!

Peace, lovelies. Hope your day is fantastic! 

…is SanDiegoSanDiegoSanDiego. And beyond that, ChicagoChicagoChicago. Beyond that, LakeIsabellaLakeIsabella. Then there is CanadaCanadaCanada. After that would be… BOABOABOA. That’s a while from now. And all the way after that, practically a year from now, is FranceFranceFrance.

Oh, and then maybe that wedding in November. Of next year. xD

I am such a lucky child. (: I wouldn’t give up this life for anything in the world. 

Off to bed, than packing suitcase in the morning. (: Sleep well, people of teh internet.

{We were hoping for some romance 
All we found was more dispair 
We must talk about our problems 
We are in a state of Flux }

- Bloc Party, Flux

Today already feels off. I am hanging out with you, for starters, and you are pushing so heavily for making plans, it’s kinda making my head spin. Like, whoah, when did YOU evereverever want to hang out with ME? Which sounds self-degrading, but it’s not. I promise. But so that’s weird.

Then there was last night’s dream, which including a fudge sundae and like a bunch of super smart kids, and Saturday, who I KNOW I HAVE DREAMED ABOUT BEFORE. (Saturday, in this case, is a person.) Over all it was just weird. A lot of people I know we’re in it, and that’s not usually so common. 

Also, it’s like, starting tomorrow, summer actually STARTS, at least for me. We are going to California; San Diego to be exact. Football competition for teh brother. It’s sad that the the only reason I wanted to go was it’s an all ages competition… ;D Haha. Anyways.

Not much else to say. Still haven’t got a hold onto the whole Tumblr thing yet. Oh well. I’ll catch on quickly.

ALSO. Two more numbers crossed off the list. Numbers 8 and 22. Complete. (: 

Hope your summer’s going nicely. 

I’m pretty darn hypocritical. I definitely wish people were not as stubborn as me. It makes helping them so much more difficult. 

A really bad nightmare? Like, positively horrible nightmare? What about a nightmare like this?

You are walking, sometimes running through rows upon rows of identical houses. And you’re am aiming to get out, obviously, but can’t find the way out, because you fucked up and made a left turn when you should have made a right. But you’re too far into the community to care, because somewhere, in that same community, is a monster. And that monster is chasing, looking, running after you. And as much as you hate the thought of this monster, it’s the way out. But that doesn’t stop you from running. And you’re the only person in this entire little world, and although the sun is shining, all you can feel is fear, fear, fear. And you’re suffocating, suffocating, suffocating. And you feel like crying and screaming but you can’t, because there is that monster, and somewhere in those perfect identical houses there is a perfect identical family, and God knows you would hate to breach their perfection with your needs. Finally, the monster finds you, and you give in, just so that stupid fear will go away. 

I had this happen to me. Except it wasn’t a dream, and the monster was my mother. 

… Was because I stayed up all night reading Deathly Hallows. Third time reading it, in shortest amount of time; it only took me about five hours. Man, though, is that book epic. It has succeeded in making me even more excited for the first part of the movie, and even more in love with Draco Malfoy. Not to mention I picked up on like a gazillion little contacts clues, and realized some things I didn’t know before. (: Worth having no sleep? Hell yes. 

My poor MSN blog, abandoned. D: But that was more serious, and I am EXTREMELY picky about who is allowed to read it… so I guess this will be good for me? What if I become a tumblr hoe? What then? >< I am now a conformist. The thought is disheartening.

Ahaa. So. Introduction? (Is totally not sure how this works.) Hi there. My name is August. Once upon a time, I was an ugly duckling. Now, I am Gus the Goose. xD I enjoy tea, reading books, making new friends,nerf guns, pretty pictures, food, more food, and my friends who are some of the best people in the whole wide world. Usually. 

I feel like I should tell a story. Last night, I spent the night at Hannah and Alexa’s, which are pretty much two of my closest friends. Sariah was over there, too, so that makes all my close friends. Any ways, it was like four in the morning, and me and Sariah were going into the guest room to go sleep. Well, just as we were getting nice and comfy, the computer demonically turned on. We laughed awkwardly, pretending not to be scared, when all the sudden it turned off. Like, screen went black. oO I screamed, and bolted out of the room. I ended up not falling asleep till five. And that’s my crazy possessed computer story. Tada. 

The end.