The Adventure

May 21st, 2008 § Leave a Comment

Regardless of how my day went, I’m relatively optimistic about the next month because:

My tenure at Kempsville High School shall come to a bittersweet end on June 15, 2008.

That is only 26 days away from right now. Twenty-six days from this moment, I will be a high school graduate and a member of the population at large. And frankly…I’m not worried about my abilities.

I feel very confident in my training to handle life because well, I’m a man and have been prepared for life(sort of) for the past thirteen years of life. And seriously, how hard can it be? Times have changed because I don’t have to go kill any wildebeest or dinosaurs or farm. I can drive to a nice restaurant and eat a meal as long as I have the cash moneys. I also have the ability to get a decent job depending on whether or not I put my face under the razor and shave off my rugged beard.

Side Note:I’ve also had the idea to try and look like Ben Gibbard, as only the intelligent and useful people on Earth know who he is. I mean…I have the glasses(kind of), I’m built like him(sort of), and I can ALMOST sing as high as him. Ben Gibbard is a tenor I believe with the most incredibly high range and well, I’m a bass and just have a pretty decent low to high range. But still, I think I can achieve Ben Gibbard Stunt Double status by next Spring if I try hard enough.

But honestly, I’m not too worried about succeeding as an independent person because I’ve seen people do it who were far less prepared than I am. So…I’m not too worried about going broke and becoming a hooker to pay for college, although there is a guy in North Carolina who would love it if I did…

That allusion was to my camping trip over Spring Break this year when I walked five miles back to our campsite and was solicited for sex by a toothless, shirtless, quite hairy middle-aged man in his truck that had more “God Bless America” stickers on it than on Air Force One. Needless to say, I am not going back to NC for awhile.

I’m a pretty smart guy(I hope) and I’m sure(not really) that I can make it in the world.

But you know, no one says you can’t have help on your journey, right? So, don’t do it alone. There is no reason why anyone should have to do it alone.

Cody.

No News Is Good News I Guess..

May 20th, 2008 § Leave a Comment

I really have nothing to talk about today…my day has been decent. I’m actually a little happy too. Which is nice. I think I have a new best friend…which is awesome. Anyway, I’ll post something new and better tomorrow.

Cody.

The Invasion of the Disposable People: Part One

May 19th, 2008 § Leave a Comment

Let’s begin today with a hypothetical:

Let’s say you promise someone you’ll change. Let’s say you do what you say you’ll do so that all parties involved can smile and giggle and be merry. Now let’s say that you were promised something in return for that change, but in the time it took you to change, said promise became “null and void” without you becoming aware of it. Do you feel angry? Betrayed? Or are you just disappointed?

As I sit here at my computer, eating delicious Fig Newton brand cookies, looking at the squirrels frolicking up and down the pine tree, I come to the conclusion that my life is pretty decent. Yeah, it’s nowhere close to being ideal, nor is it anywhere close to being horrendous but why do I feel as though my life would be better if every single aspect were changed in it.

When did it become so easy to hate everything about yourself and so hard to change anything about it. We are all so caught up in the superficial that the things we say we are doing, or are at least going to try to do, become superficial too. I don’t know if there is an exact date in history but I’m sure it was either during the 80s or during this decade. People seem so replaceable that we don’t care if we hurt them or if they hurt us because we know that they will probably be hundreds of miles away from us in the next two years. People don’t stay in relationships or marriages anymore because there is an abundance of people, which translates in to an abundance of opportunity.

We’re all guilty of it, even I, the person seemingly complaining about it, has fallen victim to the tempting nature of the disposable person. Although…mine was out of defense, because had I not done it, I’d have gone insane and therefore would not be able to write this on account of the straight-jacket.
ANYWAY
The point is that I’ve been replaced and the feeling sucks. It wasn’t intentional…that I know of. But you know, maybe it was. Maybe finding someone/something else is the way people deal with loss…or mistakes….or whatever.

I’m off to ponder this some more. Stay tuned for Part Two.

Cody.

I Drink Your Milkshake

May 18th, 2008 § Leave a Comment

Let’s take a moment to watch this clip from “There Will Be Blood” starring the very talented Daniel Day-Lewis:

Thank you Mr. Day-Lewis. We can learn a lot from this clip, but not the obvious “Daniel Day-Lewis is hardcore” or “Milkshakes are delicious”. No, the message is much deeper than that. The message is that Karma is real and that people who are continually shady and shifty, get what’s coming to them.

Karma, whether good or bad, occurs all the time.

Example of Bad Karma: You cut someone off while on the way to work, and as you drive away from them, you notice they flip you off out of anger, you politely return the favor because, HEY! you’re just trying to get to work to make money for your family. Funny thing about that is, due to Karma, your house is going to burn down, your wife is going to cheat on you, and your children, well, their new dad is going to molest them. That my friends, is Bad Karma.

Example of Good Karma: You give money to a homeless person begging for change regardless of the fact that he, in your mind, will probably buy alcohol/drugs/a prostitute/or any combination of the three depending on how much cash you threw his way. Later that day, your house doesn’t burn down, your wife doesn’t cheat on you, and no one molests your children(unless of course they were jonesing for some candy from that guy with the puppies, playstation, and panel van).

But sometimes people who receive “Good Karma Points” get screwed over by the mighty Karma gods. Being a good person just isn’t worth the trouble nowadays. Look at politicians, they found a way to beat the system. They figured out a way to confuse the gods by APPEARING to be a good person, while remaining the same prickish person they were before. Appearance is everything I guess.

I decided to stop doing nice things for people, unless they absolutely need it or I have some sort of emotional investment in them (i.e. friends). This was a bold move on my part because I basically looked Karma in the face, locked eyes with it, and gave it the finger. I put my fist in it’s face, and popped my middle finger up in defiance. Good move too because I think the gods are still in shock since nothing terrible has happened to me, granted I don’t own a home, have a wife, nor do I have children for people to molest. There is the possibility that I am just amassing massive amounts of “Bad Karma Points” which, in that case, my future kids are in for a lifetime of molestation and my wife is going to cheat on me more times than she actually has sex with me.

Life is kind of funny like that I guess. I think I’ll just take my chances with Karma. Until bad things start happening to me, I’ll just continue to sit here and drink your milkshake, and damn is it delicious.

Cody

In Retrospect…

May 17th, 2008 § Leave a Comment

In retrospect, I realized that I do actually have friends and that yesterday was just a total waste of a day. It was kind of belligerent, much like Iraq, to invade my FRIENDS and berate them with my bad day. I should have just kept it to myself and pretended to be happy, I mean, that’s better for everyone else anyway, right?

Well, I apologize to those that post may have offended. I wrote when I was angry, and you should never do things on the internet when you’re angry. People end up getting hurt and before you know it, you’re alone because you felt like being a dick. Don’t be a dick America…don’t be a dick.

Cody.

And the Definition of Friend is…

May 16th, 2008 § Leave a Comment

Friend: a person you know well and regard with affection and trust. (Thank you dictionary.com)

So based on this definition, you would assume that a friend would probably care about you when you are, say, having a terrible day, feeling incredibly sick, failing several classes or any combination of the three. Well guess what America, Dictionary.com is a raving pack of lunatics filling your minds with fake definitions for a word that lost it’s meaning about a decade ago.

Nowadays, everyone is your friend. People you just met, FRIENDS. People you don’t really like that much, AH HELL , let’s call them FRIENDS too. And especially the people who SAY they care about you, let’s lump them in to the FRIENDS category too. You know what, let’s just toss terrorists in to the mix too! I’m sure Osama Bin Laden can be our FRIEND too! Especially on MySpace. That dude’s profile is awesome, he’s definitely in my Top 8.

I prefer to count a friend as someone who is always there for me, someone who is always willing to listen when I’m having a bad day, someone who doesn’t judge me and someone who I don’t judge. As of now, it doesn’t really look like I have a damn friend in the world, so forgive me if I have an “attitude” when I expect some sort of compassion from you.

I’m not playing the victim here, but I’ve lost more friends than I have fingers over the past few months and I have all my digits. So when I try to attach myself to someone who I think might be there for me, guess what, they prove me right that people are inherently selfish. Maybe they failed to realize that today may have been the anniversary of a loss, or that I’m really sick…or you know, maybe it’s both.

But it’s fine. I’ll end up forgiving you because that’s the kind of person I am. I’m softer than gold with a heart that’s turning in to stone. But it’s better that way…It’s safer that way.

Anyway America, stop treating everyone you meet like you’re now FRIENDS. From what I can see, FRIENDS don’t exist.

Prove me wrong.

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