Heeeeeeeeere's Nathan

My family on a hike. We are losers.

These are my pictures from my weekend. except for the last one. I finally can post pictures but they all posted separately. How annoying. I was at winter Park this weekend. here's a good story. My mom comes up to me and asks if I will go to the store for her. I say okay since nobody is doing anything anyway in our nice little house in the mountains. "what do you need mom?" "Oh, just 'feminine hygeine products.' I want the playtex medium gentle glide unscented kind." I felt like asking if it made a difference what kind you got, but I didn't really want an answer to that question. Great. That was the worst trip to the store ever. People look at you funny if you go down the "feminine hygeine product" aisle and you are not "feminine." At least I had a friend come along because we did not stay in our Winter Park house alone. Yuky.

Me with Amber on the couch. She is so pretty. 

amazing picture taken by.... ME! 

My picture being taken without me knowing it.
I have decided that this is a good picture and I am going to sell it. It could be an album cover or something. Or I could be really vain and say it should go on some Abercrombie bag or something, but I am not vain so I will not say that. Haha, but seriously. whatever.

My car's bumper sticker 

Memorial Weekend

I am leaving for Memorial Weekend so I will have no amazing post until sometime next week. Sorry blogger buddies. I still love you. Have a good first week of summer. Yeah!

Slacker Extraordinaire

Yesterday I went to this awards ceremony at school. I didn't know that I had won anything, I thought they just sent us a letter telling us to come. So, just to be stupid, I went and I intentionally underdressed just to make people feel funny wearing coat tails. I wore my cargo shorts and my tye-dye shirt and birckenstocks. And like normal I didn't comb my hair. By the way, my hair is getting longer, I am so proud. Near the end of this ceremony that is packed out so much that people like me were sitting on the aisle floor, they start calling a bunch of sophomores up that are tied for number one rank in the class. Lo and behold, I hear my name and my parents telling me to go on stage. As I am standing on stage, I realize that I am the middle of a line of people wearing dresses and ties and dress slacks and belts and high heels. So I guess that was why they sent me a letter. apparently this was an important ceremony or something. It was kind of like showing up to Homecoming wearing, well, sagging cargo shorts, an untucked tye-dye shirt and birckenstocks with hair that isn't combed. Hooray, I hope that doesn't ever happen again.

On a side note, I have a new love interest. Amber is still my primary target, but now there is audrey. she is 22 years old and we have spent a lot of time together recently. I take her out all the time, but she is kind of expensive to fill up. she has given me a feeling of independence that I never had before. Obviously I am talking about my car, who I have christened "Audrey." I like "A" names.

Short shorts

I learned a valuable lesson today. Do not tell a girl her shorts are too short. even if she is your sister. They don't like that very much at all. Basically I said, "Colleen(my sister), your shorts are too short." "So you think I am a slut?" "No," I said, "I don't think you're a slut and so it makes me sad when you dress like one." oops. don't ever do that. but she 's in flipping seventh grade. she's barely started developing and she's already flaunting. arghh. Why do girls dress like they do? Please, any girls that read this, please explain to me what guys are expected to think when you can see a girl's... everytime she sits down or leans over. I already know what guys think, but what do girls think? It seems like a lot of them don't care at all.

My New Chapter

I have started a new chapter in my life. God's will has been fulfilled in absolutely every way in my life and I didn't even see it. His will is absolutley perfect. My only regret is my lack of trust before. But now I feel complete. I can prepare for things that I can't even imagine, just because God told me to. I have gotten a glimpse of God's perfection. I need nothing else. Sorry, I don't mean to ramble. I feel so joyful right now and there is no one to talk to at the moment. So this is my real happy post. Sorry if I bored you to death.

Happy post

This is the happy post I promised. Here is my list of stuff to be happy for:
1. God rules the universe
2. School is out in one week
3. It is summer soon
4. It is a beautiful day
5. my head feels better

Feel free to add something please. I need a complete list. So add something to my happy list. Now.

Alternate Bloody Day Story

Here is an alternate story as to how there is a hole in my head. Boy, it sure is a good thing this isn't true because I would feel like a big dork. So I am walking in the parking lot, going to lunch with a friend, who shall remain anonymous for certain reasons I cannot disclose. His/her car door is a little higher up than my car door, so when you open the car door, it also opens up a little higher. Being the genius and buff kid that I am, I opened the door really fast. The door smacked me in the face so hard that it bounced off my head and slammed shut. I stood there for a second trying to figure out what happened, and when I got in the car I was groaning owowow. My friend turns to me and says, "I know, the music is kinda loud." I look over at him/her while the blood is dripping into my eyebrow and say, "No, actually my head hurts." haha. what kind of loser smacks himself in the head with a car door? I don't know, but I feel really bad for people like that.

Bloody Day

Today, I wore my collar up for the first time. but that is beside the point. I got a large gash in my face. Hence the title Bloody Day. I don't like the way I really got it, so Connor and I have deicided that I actually got it like this: Connor and I went to lunch. A guy walks up and pulls a .45 on connor. this makes me terribly mad and I jump the guy. In the proccess the bad guy pistol whips me but I take him out anyway. That is how my forehead got a small but deep gash and was bleeding for two hours afterwards. It really was bleeding that long for reals. It looks cool and it makes me feel cool. That is my story of my heroic actions and saving connor from certain robbery.

Experience

This morning, or what feels like last night, I woke up at 5:30 to go to church and play bass. I was not in the best mood apart from being tired because lately I have felt purposeless. Like God doesn't have anything for me to do. I have been trying to figure out what my "mission" is. I got through the first two services at church just fine, but the third service did me in. I was tired from playing bass five hours straight , I felt useless to God, and the people in the band are hard to work with. The worship band was charged with finishing the service with a few final songs, and the last song we played was absolutley awesome. The words were so perfect. So there I was playing bass and singing and crying all at the same time in front of a congregation on its feet praising the One True God. So cool. I still feel distant from God, but this morning I was reminded that no matter what you feel, He can use you in subtle ways. Here is the part of the song that really did me in:

Lord, unveil my eyes, let me see You, face to face, the knowledge of Your love, as You live in me; and Lord, renew my mind, as Your will unfolds in my life, in living every day by the pow'r of Your love. Hold me close, let Your love surround me, bring me near, draw me to Your side; and as I waitI'll rise up like the eagle, and I will soar with You, Your Spirit leads me on in the pow'r of your love.

pluh

My life is so boring! I haven't had anything cool to post in such a long time. Can't you tell from the serious question i posted for a long time? Nothing is happening. My life:
1. my friend alex horn is living at our house for four days
2. ?

There, that is the sum of my life. It seems no matter what I do, I lose. Like in english when I was demoted from holding a poster board to doing absolutely squat. Or in history when i stared at a computer screen for an hour and didn't research. or in math when I fell asleep for twenty minutes. or in chemistry when i got a minus 21 on my lab and had to start over. or in spanish when we had a test that i didn't know about. or my off hour with connor, which actually was fun because I found a burger king crown in the trash and connor wore it. so there, i blame Friday the 13th.

Pride

Would people be willing to tell me what character flaws i have? I have always known pride has been my worst, that is why i am asking for others. Maybe it will help deflate my ego. Don't be shy. Hit me with it. I need it.

Amber

Peche's post on "crushes" has brought me to a realization. I actually do have a crush. Her name is Amber. I actually just came up with that name a few seconds ago. Seeing as how I have been attached to my bass the entire weekend, I figured that I should take the relationship a bit further. So I have now named my bass guitar Amber. We are an item. Last night, she enabled me to feel like a pimp. Don't get me wrong, I am not a pimp, but the little freshman girls at Battle of the Bands didn't know that. If I was not a good Christian boy, I would have had five or six numbers and girlfriends lined up for the next few years. Alas, what could have been. And it is all thanks to Amber. She deserves all the credit. And this morning, I played in the morning services at church in front of three thousand people. Amber came through for me even though it was only me, a drummer, and my dad on piano. Not much of a band, but Amber completed the trio. Although I must say that she is a bit rough on the fingers after playing for a weekend straight.

Don't forget: revised

Battle of the Bands is tommorow, May 7, from 5-10 pm. We know that we are playing very first, just in case you needed to know. if you get there and there is a huge line and you don't want to wait, call me (303)-332-8672, and i will come outside and you can buy a ticket from me and then just walk in. how cool am I? hope to see you guys there. i put my number on the internet again just for you guys.

in case you read this before i revised it, it used to say that we are playing last. actually, we are playing first. just to clarify friends.

The Will of the Lord be Done

Who among men can advise the Lord?
Who can alternate His will?
I am surrounded by enemies on all sides
But I laugh in their haughty faces
For I know the Lord surrounds my enemies
But if my enemies should overcome me, praise be to God
For the will of the Lord be done
For who among men can advise the Lord?
Who can alternate His will?

Tell me what you guys think of this one. I personally like it mucho.

connor, if you are reading this, i am excited because i can talk about my "aids" tomorrow. hooray!