I sometimes wonder how much stuff "about me" is worth saying. Its crazy how much can change in such little time. Life lately for me has been pretty depressing, its been the longest I have ever been sad. I have good days, but I haven't been truly happy for months. Yet I do not blame anyone or anything for my current state of sadness. I can choose to do what I want, I don't have to do anything, maybe I just make the wrong decisions. I have some pretty good friends, they can always make me smile when I'm down and I know all I will need is a call to make me feel better. I'm saddened by the friends I have lost in the last few months, but I'm still trying to believe that everything happens for a reason. I look at myself as a Christian, I don't make it to church every Sunday, and maybe sometimes I feel like I'm praying to no one, and then other times I feel as though I'd be lost without my beliefs. I love going new places and experiencing different things. Its such a thrill to me. I hope to someday pursue that as a career. I always try to do the right thing, like going out of my way to help someone else or just making someone else smile or laugh makes my day. I am a Mopar enthusiast. I have a family that should be a Fox reality show. I love nature and find so much beauty in things. I run, not as much as I used to, but I still enjoy it. I wish on stars, just about every night. I listen to a lot of music as well as write my own.(check out my band profile) More recently I have really gotten into the newer pop like rock music. Music has helped me through a lot. I see myself as a romantic, I always think the most romantic thoughts. I write poetry. I have a love for any art form. Anything which brings forth a central meaning is art to me. The most wonderful artist of all would have to be mother nature. I am the poor kid that always some how seemed to fit in with the rich kids. I am in love with the thought of love itself. Love is the most wonderful thing that I have ever realized to an extent. I drive a big old green car (view my pictures) which I love X 1,000,000! If you live in Oroville you have most likely seen it around with as many as 5 passengers at once, actually I think one time 8 people were in it all together... I am just about done talking "about me" I guess if you have a question for me just send me a message.
A short story from Tony's life:
*Its sixth period at Las Plumas high school and everyone breaks into sectionals for band class, its windy outside as we join a group of trumpets faced with a problem....
*The wind repeatingly blows music off of stands and onto the ground....
Jordan takes notice as Nick says... "Alright so the wind is blowing from over there so..." Before Nick can finish his sentence, he is interrupted by a simple-minded trumpet player named Tony as he excitingly remarks "I know what your going to say! If we bake cookies over there (pointing a distance into the wind) we will be able to smell them over here!" Everyone takes a moment to laugh at the silly remark made and then continues on with the sectional.
A video from Tony's cell phone:
