Growing Up.

Growing up, sucks. It really does. I stumbled apon my old blog and read some things just about 5 minutes ago. It was crazy to see the things going through my mind back then. But, at the same time I couldn't beleive I posted such horse shit.

But, some of it was pretty good. Some.

Maturity (and also I tend to jump around so bare with me), is commonly misunderstood. Physical maturity of course, is just as simple as growing chest hair, or a new mustache. But mental maturity is a completely different story. I used to beleive that maturity was handling situations like an adult and knowing more about life than the average kid my age. Basically being a big kid in a little kids body. But even adults can be immature. Maturity has been conveyed in ways that people who grow up living in hard to deal with situations easily missunderstand as being just that, the story of thier lives. Thinking that I'm more grown up becuase my dad beat me, or I'm more grown up because I lived knowing that my dad was a piece of shit father, or because I got in a terrible car accident and grew up being called wreckage face. But that's as far from it as you can get. Maturity, is just a word for "learning from your mistakes." And time after time I see it, I see people living for nothing, and failing and failing at their goals. I see the world as a cold and dark place where dreams don't come true for most becuase humans are all selfish and no one knows how to live anymore. Every excuse I hear is always exagerated and used as a crutch. Even LOVE, the most important and wonderful thing in people's lives once they find it in another, is the most selfish of all emotions, apart from greed.

The world is sad, and growing up is sad, but living life in such a pessimistic way is one of the worst crutches you could possibly lean on. You should live life, and love life. It sucks so fucking bad but fuck 'um all. Parents, teachers, friend, lovers; they all try to hold you back, becuase your parents more than anyone else know that being happy without being nieve is hard, and they fear that you will make the same mistakes they once did. We make our own luck, and we should do what makes us happy, and enjoy every minute of it.

Right now, I'm blogging on my page, my page that I haven't looked at in a year. And even though I've already been writing about some sad shit no one will ever read I am happy, and excited. Becuase GOD DAMMIT I love to write. And I'm finally doing it again. Love is all over the world, but so many people use it, for selfish purposes it's always being used. And that sucks, but I love music and writing and these past few months I've said fuck you to shit in my life that stinks so bad it would make you wish you had been born without a nose. I'm finally writing music, and playing guitar, and blogging about my fucking thoughts!

I dedicate this blog to the opening of doors, and the first step towards the end of your lives...and happieness too. To growing up, but never losing the kid inside of you, to old friends, and to overcoming fears. And finally, to fighting for love, and the collapse of this wall between us.

Also to blogging more.

Daniel Ryan Jacobitz

I wear my Dragonforce t-shirt for you Daniel.

Science Teachers Don't Go To Church

Once upon an atom there was a rock. Just a simple, ordinary, ordinary, rock. Created by the wonders of science. It sat next to a small rock, like itself, and a bigger rock. Spontaneously the biggest rock combusted, exploding into a million pieces. However, like a black hole, all of these pieces were sucked back together in a formation similar to that of "Superman" or "Hancock". Science announced this super being to be called, God. God had many super powers, which he used to create plants and animals. The first of them was a dandelion, and then a platypus. The platypus was his favorite creation so far. The dandelion, however, was a douchbag. Always contradicting him and saying how atrocious he looked in those slacks. But the platypus (who could also fly, and gave way to the evolution of the flying squirrel and the "ugly duckling") was kind and wise, but he was a chronic masturbater. He would always lend helpful advice to God that would best benefit science.

God was constantly feeling depressed because he had no way to pleasure himself. The feeling of creating things like trees and the Internet had become unsatisfying. So the platypus suggested that God create devices specifically for pleasure. At first he made Halo 3, but that failed faster than he had expected. So he sat and thought long and hard. So long, and so hard, that the platypus grew a beard. The dandelion suggested a casino, but God new that the dandelion was a prick and he would probably hustle him out of his money.

Then it hit him! He picked up two small rocks and transformed them into the "penis" and the "vagina". Unfortunately they looked a little bit more unattractive than he anticipated. So he created bodies for them to overcompensate. He called his creations "Atom" and "Evolution". God and the platypus explained the whole situation and how science is totally fly, while the dandelion rooted in the corner plotting a platypus genocide.

Unfortunately Atom and Evolution were quite unexcited about, existing, and more interested in each other's genitalia. They became completely infatuated with each other and started to discover sex and long periods of passionate kissing naked right in front of God and the platypus! The platypus couldn't handle the pressure so he hid in the bushes for a quick "release".
In his jealous rage, God created swear words and began using them improperly, making the dandelion twitch. Then he began throwing rocks everywhere. Two of them collided in the air spawning sparks that landed on the the dandelion, setting him aflame, and creating fire. Atom and Evolution used this fire to cook some food, that happened to be the platypus. And they inhaled the smoke from the dandelion's ashes making their children complete pricks, who wanted nothing but power and using up all of the area's natural resources. Thus the dawn of humans.

Years later God created the grandest of penises and met a girl named Mary at a local bar. They had two sons. One was abandoned after prom and later named Kimbo Slice. And the other was Jesus, who was ridiculed by the Jews for not excelling at math and business. They shoved him into lockers until he was to big, so they whipped out the wooden cross.

The rest is history...