Update: Lonesome Memory

Well here it is, the finished product of Lonesome Memory. Maybe some other time i will publish it with higher quality.

Lonesome Memory

Just save me

from my lonesome memory 

break these bindings

And set me free.

 

Its still lasting

Ever lasting

Wont you break the ties

And let me be

 

So please save me from my lonsome memory

And set me free

 

Stop the attraction

For just one fraction of a second

Lead me

To where ill be

 

Now heres your last chance

One final passing glance

Till I am gone for good

Doing what I should

 

So what will you do

Will you love me too

And stay by me

And we’ll be so free

New Song: Lonesome Memory

So i wrote this last night and recorded it today. The recording is kinda crappy and you can hear messenger in the background but whatever. This is just the first part of it so i will post the finished product up later.

Frozen: In the Mall

I did this for a sociology experiment but it was also a part of RexCorps. Anyways we plan on doing a lot more of this stuff in the future.

Asphalt: It Hurts!

So hopefully my mom wont be looking at this anytime soon... but this is what happened when i rhode my longboard down the hill next door.




Well im going to die now.

The Dorm: My New, New Digs

Well i am finally out of the destructive hands of Hunter and into my very own room! Living with my bro was quite the struggle but it was fun so i wont complain. so here is my room.

So far its only me in this room since my other room mate comes on monday. Notice the awesome longboard in the corner.... i just got it and im already shreddin up the roads.

And then there is my food staple... CEREAL! yup its good stuff.

Well i would put more but i got invited to an awesome dinner by my FHE sisters.

Motorcycle: We've Had Some Good Times

Well, I'm really missing riding my bike. The plan was to take it to Rexburg, ride around, and pick up chicks :P. That's not going to happen anymore because of the big hole in my engine!! So, i would like to take the opportunity to appreciate my good ole bike by writing a poem.

Motorcycle motorcycle
I would choose riding you
over eating a popsicle

The way you gurgle and pur
made me smile
for sure


Once my mighty steed now

you just sit in my truck
like a lazy fat cow

Jerk