random, vague, little-known things about me:


it started out that way, but its grown on me like a cancer and now I'll probably die from it. Mteaphorically of course.

I'm way good at drums. That's not so little-known, but I don't think anyone outside the family's ever heard me just let loose.

Every night, I wear my eS hat from varying times until I go to bed. I love that hat.

I talk a lot of jive, but I rarely know exactly what I'm doing. I wing a lot of stuff.

I don't like a lot of people. I'm sure they're nice people and all, but I just hate the way they are.

Sometimes I walk around just saying her name and thinking about her.

I still have like 3 sets of keys to the sno-shack.

if given the chance, I'd probably date her again.

it started as a physical attraction, to tell the truth, but then I really got to know her and care about her and now the physical aspect is more of a side-bonus.

I really do stare at walls/the ceiling for hours on end sometimes.

During the summer, I like to lay outside on the jungle gym and look at my favorite star and just think about everything.

I have no life. At all. Whatsoever.

Shawn's right: I could be doing a lot better. But ya know what? I don't care. I'm happy where I'm at.

I try to be a nice guy to people, but I secretly hate a lot of people. Which is weird, cuz Im all about the peace and happiness and unity.

I willingly admit that blink-182 is my favorite band.

I whistle and play trombone slightly to the anatomical right side of my mouth, just barely off-center. It seems to enable me to play extremely well.

I'm a way good cook. Don't ask me why.

If I write a school paper, I'll probably plagiarize about 20% of it. Another 60% will be copy-and-pasted but I'll change the words to synonyms. The last 20% is my own work.

I know I'm a jerk, an I'm fine with it. I'm only a jerk when people deserve it, which means they probably started it.

I can't do most of the stick tricks the drummers can do, but I can out-play any one of them, and they started on drums, I play once in a while as a hobby.

I love brownies and breakfast foods. Also, I make a mean kiwi sno cone.

At the end of the day, if I made $8 in tips, I'd just take a ten for convenience sake. That and I did more work in the store than the store employees did so I figured he kind of owed me (I should have taken more. a lot more.)

Songs about the guy not caring that the relationship is over make me smile. Big smiles.

I'm really self-assured, but it adds to my charisma, which teachers tell me I have a lot of.

Landauer told me that the band kids would follow me and Landon into Hell if we went there, without asking questions.

I have this annoying habit of playing the air drums more often than anything else, which is probably why I'm so good. I visualize where the drums are and how I'd play it, then when I do play set it clicks. The rest of the drummers only think about set when they're sitting at one.

I can't figure out why, but there's girls who are just crazy about me, and I can't change their minds (I bet it's the charisma)

Ms. French called me the "silent leader" of the group, saying I was "leading the kids without saying much, but what I did say was powerful enough to manipulate them into doing what I wanted them to do by making them come to their own conclusion and making them think it was their own idea."

I have some of the world's most useless and unmarketable skills.

I'm not a fan of small talk.  Gerenal conversation....I hate it.  A little less talk and a lot more action.