New Hampshire

Vacation is both an excellent and a terrible thing. The escape from home, the relaxing poolside nights, the daily hikes; now those are the excellent things. But there is always something, one little thing ruining the nice relaxing time. Most of the time it's a family member complaining about their feet hurting or how they want to do something else or making the entire family stop to take a lame family picture in front of a sunset or some shit.

But overall I'm having an excellent time, the air up here is so refreshing. Every breath is like a new realization that I NEED to spend the rest of my life up north. I would love to wake up every day and hike a new trail and just live deep in the wilderness.
Yesterday I was walking into the cabin that we were staying at, on my way there I witnessed a RACCOON! It was so awesome, they really do look like little buglars. I got down on my hands and knees so that I wouldn't scare him (I presume it was a him), but I think that make matters worse.

The place that I am staying at is my stepmom's boss'. It's really beautiful, like I could live here. Whenever I get here though I always look at the art that my stepmom's boss' daughter made. For some reason it always weirdly bugs me, well it did always weirdly bug me. But at the moment I'm realizing that I am no art critic, and criticizing art isn't going to make me any better or any worse. That's her style and who am I to judge.
I miss childhood, no judgement. I hate the fact that anyone better looking than me or anyone that has a cool watch or car or something is automatically judged in my head. What I need is to be happy with what I have, what I need is to stop HATING everything and start to accept it and embrace it. I think that's what everyone needs to do; coexist.

It's really hard to blog without spell check, I'm a terrible TERRIBLE speller. It's one of my downfalls other than the fact that I have no visual memory. Well for the most part.
One of my strengths is the fact that I am really good at memorizing songs, I have like a library of songs that I have 80% to 90% of the words memorized. It's pretty extreme.

You know when you're sitting in a public setting, and your chair squeeks and is sounds suspiciously like a fart? So to let the public know that it wasn't in fact a fart you do it like six billion more times. Well I find that to be a really funny thing that humans do, we like to cover up things that happen so naturally. I mean, even typing the word fart makes me really uncomfortable.
I wish I was more interesting, or had something to talk about.

Let me think...

AHA, I really wanna go to a concert, like really bad. I want to thrash my body around and go insane. I want to get pushed and sweat and be sweat on and just feel flesh against flesh.
I love flesh.
I have discovered some really weird things that I find attractive in men, for instance, FLESH, I love skin. And not like face skin, my favorite skin is arm skin, like the upper arm, also I love thigh skin. Another thing I really like is eyelids. Some people have really beautiful eyelids. And lastly, I love watching men drive...

There you have had a peek inside of my brain. Alright, I'm about done for today, hopefully I'll be able to blog sometime in the near future of my vacation.
peace and blessins.