Wednesday, October 15, 2008

A nickel (spoken with gravity).

What I wouldn't give to have a copy of Kyrie Eleison so I could sing it in the shower. That would be so boss, dude.

But the point of this is that nobody I've spoken to knows what a severed elk leg looks like and I'll never get around to writing about half the things I say I'm gonna write about.

As far as the severed elk leg goes, I saw it on the ground in Riley's Canyon last week and I took a picture of it. When I tried to tell a large group of people about it today, nobody knew what in tarnation I was talking about. Here's the picture, for illustrative purposes:



Now for handling the lies! It's not like I mean to mislead anyone. I just make lots of promises I can't keep. Examples: My PSAT score; I didn't write about it until ma petite chou said something that jogged my memory. I once promised a tirade against silverware and all foods except raw fish. Never got around to it. I don't think I really need to, but it might be fun someday. Just a few days ago, I told ya'll that I'd write about my rock epiphany. I'd love to tell the world, but I don't think I'm quite ready. I think that sort of goes back to my "I know how to write!" post. I found what I'm supposed to write about. I know how to write about it. I just think I need to hold it in a little longer. Until the time is right or whatever.

Y'know, I've been thinking loads recently about what my future's going to look like. I want to go to CalTech and get an engineering degree, but I seem to be realizing that even though I'm good at engineering and I like building stuff, my heart may just not be in it. I realized I'm probably going to be just like my uncle. He went to BYU, got an engineering degree, and ended up in the film business. [Note - he's working on some film named Gentleman Broncos. I think he's the gaffer for this one.] That's exactly what's going to happen to me. I'm going to get accepted to CalTech, but I'm going to end up going to BYU for some lame reason and graduate with a degree in chemical engineering (or whatever degree teaches you how to write network protocols). Then I'm going to become a mildly successful comedian or artist or something. Imagine that! RT as an artist! It boggles even my brain. Now, I love doing stand-up, but I don't know if I could do that for a living. I don't think my dreams of rockroll stardom will ever come true either. I used to know this dude who was the bassist in this band called Breaking Point. He really sort of hated it because he had to travel so much and do all the shows and be away from his wife and kids and friends. I love travel loads, but I don't like being away from my friends and family and stuff.

Aurora Borealis comes in view!
Aurora comes in view!
And I ran!
I ran so far away!
I ran all night and day!
Gotta get away...

It's sort of fun to write with music in the background. I better stop now, though, because I bet I'll get carried away if I'm not careful.

22 comments:

ashleybee said...

WAAAAAAAAAAIT. Breaking Point?! Seriously?!

dema miranda said...

Do what you want to do. I can't remember who told me this, but college is for you. Be selfish with it because it decides who you will become for the most part. Don't do something because you feel you're expected to do it or because someone else wants you to do it. Do it because you want to do it.

Dr. Paul Palazolo (one of my favorite people) said to me once, "Choose what is important. Decide what it is worth to you. Commit and you will not fail."

You'll do well and go far. I have no doubts.

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

Uh, yeah, Breaking Point. Sure.

No, Dema, it's not that I feel compelled to perform so much as I have no idea what in the heck I really want to do with my life. This issue is bigger than college.

ashleybee said...

Like, the well-known(ish) band Breaking Point?!

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

What, don't you know people in bands?

dema miranda said...

Don't feel bad if you have no idea what you are going to do. Everyone tells me you'll change your mind anyway. I honestly have no idea what I want to do with this degree I'm working on getting. All I know is I want to get it. I was watching the debates a few weeks ago, and, when they started talking about the health care issues in the United States, I was reminded just how much I loved working at the clinic and helping people, so, as of now, I kind of want to try to get into medical school after graduating. It may be weird, but I really want to do that.

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

I still don't think that's entirely what I mean. In any case, I'm not worried about it.

mel the undecided said...

Just remember: you're better off than me.

I have no idea where I wanna go. I have no idea what degree I wanna get. I have no idea what I wanna do with the degree that I don't even know what it is. (Does that make sense?)

I've applied to a college, but only cause I went to their high school days and they kinda made me. This is the college my mom REALLY wants me to go to. She hasn't admitted it so much, but I can tell. That, for some reason, kinda pushes me away from York. Anyways. At least you have a primary idea of what you want to do.

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

Wait! Which college?

dema miranda said...

She said it in her post. York.

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

Well, it wasn't that clear, ok?

mle said...

Dema gets points!!!

Yeah. It was York. Mom keeps trying to throw me towards it and the rebel in me keeps resisting. Maybe cause I want to travel.

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

I thought MAYBE it was York, and it made sense, but the construction of that particular sentence was sort of misleading.

It's the same sort of deal with my parents and BYU. I think that it's sort of funny, cos my dad got kicked out of BYU.

No Name said...

At least you've taken one college out, Melora. I'm like you, except I haven't even started to think about it.

But is a rebel starting to surface? :O I'm a bad influence.

I'm probably going to follow something in the medical field, since my parents are leaning towards that. I dunno how I'm going to survive with so much work, but hey.

Wait, did Michael just say he's going to do what his parents want him to?!

Yeah, probably, since they have a plan and I don't.

No Name said...

Oh, and it sounds like your mom's being subtle about it. She gets bonus points, doesn't she?

I like Dema's point about being selfish. Too bad I have no idea what I'm going to be.

Maybe it's something deep, like I'm gonna let others shape me and my future. Probably not.

In the end, I really care less what will happen. I can take what comes at me.

Anonymous said...

Ninjas can take anything. I know you can do the work and it's not a terrible thing to actually obey your parents some of the time:)

The thing is, I kinda like York. It has a great atmosphere.

Ok, Mom is subtle toward me. But she said in one of the emails to her friends (I just accidentally clicked on it.) that she really wanted me to go there. But what the hey! She already has one child!
(who made a B by the way in a class. End of world!!!)

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

You think it's bad when London gets a B? Come to my house when I get one. I'm sure that my parents become a million times more disappointed than yours do.

I like Utah and all, but I don't want to go to BYU cos there's too darned many Mormons there. Wierds me out.

mle said...

You know, it's not my parents so much with the disappointment. It's my sister.

(She has Bronchitis, by the way)

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

Oh, got it. Tell her I hope she gets better. I think I might send her an email that says that, but who knows if I actually will, so tell her anyway.

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

Hey! I realized that way up in some post you left you said "Just remember: you're better off than me." That's erroneous. It should say: "... better than I."

indignant said...

Really? Really?!

Well guess what. Doesn't count. Too far back, you see.

Plus, I was trying to be nice!

RT (Panzer Time!) said...

I know. I'm just messin' with ya. :)