Trees

There is something so tranquil about trees. Last night I think that I looked up trees for about an hour. It's truly fascinating how each tree can be so different. They truly are beautiful. I want to have a house with with a massive draping tree bearing over it. It's almost insane how each tree that we may pass on the road can be tens and hundreds of years old. I think about that. Trees are truly unique creatures. They are like people.. I think that they can feel like we do. I want to get married under a tree how Jenny and Forrest did in "Forrest Gump". It ones of my dreams. Farewell.

Yummy

Okay, so recently I was watching Glee.. the best show ever (don't judge me as Jen did), and Noah Puckerman was celebrating his the annual Christmas Day Chinese food/movie night with his family. Since I had watched that episode, I had this undeniable craving for Chinese food. I hadn't even asked, but ironically my dad bought some. Now I may not be an epicure, but I love Chinese food on occasion. And it was a good thing too, because my stomach was far past the point of being capacious. I devoured my plate of food, and felt like the fat man that doesn't leave the buffet until it closes, for I ate another plate. That wasn't a good idea. I need not explain further, but I will tell you that I was adjoined with some discomfort further on. Toodle-loo my fellow bloggers.

So You Wanna Talk About Mamas!

I guess currently at this moment I only have one true best friend.. But that doesn't matter because she is the best friend of all! Her name is.... Isabel Oskwarek! I've been quick to judge who I think my best friends are before, but I know without a single doubt that Izzy is my true best friend. since I moved here freshman year, I was friends with Isabel, but we werent that close. it wasn't until the summer after sophomore year that I proclaimed Isabel was my best friend through an intense round of Wii Fit hula-hooping. Ever since then, I know without a doubt that I can tell Isabel whatever is on my mind. Not. One. Time. has Isabel ever judged me for something I had done or said, which I must say is refreshing after about 11 months of judgment from other people.

Recently, Isabel and I had serious heart to heart (oh the days of Mrs. Crane's class), and I told Isabel things that no one knows about me except for me. Likewise with her, she entrusted me with some serious things that other people hadn't known about her. I believe this talk to be one of legendary proportions. After that night, I felt that I had endowed every ounce of trust into my friend with no regrets. I know that I never have to be chary when I tell her something. It made me happy to have someone to listen, especially during such a hard time in my life.

I truly value my friendships with people, especially my Izzy. We have gone through a sort of evolution. During a recent relationship, I almost ruined that friendship with Isabel. I let my relationship get in the way of my friendship and really hurt my best friend, which I can never forgive myself for. On the other hand, Isabel has always been there for me to pick me up while I was down, and she always helps me with my relationships with people, and even my crushes. I try and do the same for her, but I am not sure if Isabel knows how much I appreciate and value her help.

I don't know what I would do without Isabel in my life. As we say, we are plutonic friends. We joke about everything, yet can be serious and talk for hours. I can cry in front of her (NOT THAT I HAVE) and not worry about it. I think that Isabel is one of the most important people in my life. She has imbued me with new feelings and insights on life that I will take with me forever. I truly think too enigmatic to show how much I care about my best friend Isabel.

Not only is Isabel an awesome friend, but I also love her family. They are so friendly towards me, and I can have a conversation with any one of the Oskwareks. I think that is really genuine of the Oskwarek family. I also love Isabel's dad's car. :D

To sum up our friendship, we are like two uber, boss, fetch, cool beans, in a big pot of bubbly friendship, mixed in with bombastic conversations of love, sadness, hard times, kawaii anime and happiness, and I love my best friend, Caribou.

Striped Sweater

So a few weeks ago, I bought this really comfortably, wool sweater. I like it a lot. When I think of ideal comfort, I think of myself snuggled up in this sweater. I bought it offline, and it was taking FOREVER to come in the mail. I called the store to see what the holdup was, and so they gave me the tracking code. I was more than solemn when I found out that it was supposed to arrive today, October 19th. Might I add that this was saturday morning, weeks after I had already ordered the sweater. But someone was clearly looking out for me, because I went to get the mail, and amazed, there was my package with the sweater. The least anyone could say, was that I was jubilant. So not only did I wear the sweater, but I also did a drawing assignment today where we were told to draw a piece of clothing hanging from a hanger. Guess which piece of clothing I chose? ... yes the sweater. So here is my rendition of what I call, The Striped Sweater. Thank you, and no need for applause.

What a Sneaky Cat I am

Due to the severity of my actions, I am still grounded. I mean, I tend to think that the way I act reflects something that is unhappy in my life. I certainly was not going to stay home on our three day weekend, that was for sure, but my parents seemed to think I was. Both of my parents have some sort of demeanor that I am out to hurt them, but that is simply untrue. Besides that, in flagrant disregard of my parents direct orders that I was not to leave the house, I decided to be a ninja and sneak out. But unfortunately this was my first time, and my brother unintentionally impeded on my escape. After my parents went to bed, my brother turned all of the lights on, transforming our house into its own Christmas tree of lights. I proceeded to shut them all off, and sure enough, my brother fell asleep. I was starting to gain confidence that this was going to work. I specifically set up the house so that I would know if I was caught, in preparation to create an excuse had I been reprimanded. I pulled the classic pillows under the sheets act, made sure the back door was kept open for stealthy re-entry into the house, and brought my keys with me just in case. With friends being importune and practically begging me to run out the door, sure enough I was outside into my friends car. My night ended at 1 o'clock; I was never caught. I would now consider myself an olympian at sneaking out. Props to me!

The Family and I

Since I am currently being exhorted by my parents to change the way I act, seeing that they think I am, "not the same respectful child they once knew," I have pretty much shut down the existence of my social life, becoming a sort of social pariah among my friends. Yet I do not want to exacerbate the problem by being more painstakingly defiant, although I disagree with their opinion of me. But those are parents, of which most usually think that they are overbearingly omnipotent and know what's best for their children, when truly they do not know a great deal much of me at all. I am sorry that I fail to assimilate into the family activities, but who can blame me? I am after all a teenage boy. Let's face it, I am disinterested in a lot of what the family does, and I'd much rather be with my friends. But I guess that we can all make changes to better our own lives, and maybe a change in myself can bring my family to a happier medium.

I can't wait to go to this concert!

So I was really upset when I heard that the Kanye-GaGa concert was cancelled. But someone answered my prayers when GaGa decided to do her own solo tour! I did want to see Kanye, but I can deal with GaGa alone, believe me. So here is a marvelous picture of this fantastically deranged woman. Enjoy.

I am no longer clueless to blogger

Today I had a cross country meet. I am on varsity, and my goal this year is to break 18 minutes for my 5k. We opposed Pascack Hills, Mawah, and Paramus Catholic today, and might I add that we laid a beat-down on them with a Pascack Valley sweep. My personal time was 18:08, which is so close to my goal, I can practically taste it. I am really tired, so I decided to produce and give birth to my glorious new blog. Shout out to all my AP III friends out there, and even people who aren't my friends! Let's become friends.