Wabash, I can't pretend I feel love for you.

I once loved you but the feeling has passed.

You have nothing to offer me anymore.

I have nothing left to say to Wabash Indiana.

Feel So Sad.

Sweet lord I know
I hate this lonely life so
Lord I know
Time goes slow
I feel so alone
Sweet lord

Sweet lord is this my fate

To live my life in this state
Lord I pray
I long for a change
But it still remains
Sweet lord

Sweet lord its a sin
To live this life sufferin'
I feel so sad

I feel so sad

Sweet lord

Goodbye.

I'm checking out these next couple of days.

Wabash isn't home anymore. I don't think Wabash will be seeing too much of me anymore. To all my old friends there, Goodbye forever.

Sincerely,

Kent Shearer

I completely agree with that mythology lecture and I am totally okay with that.

I've changed more than I thought that I have.

My hair is getting long.

I'm getting better at skateboarding.

Happiness runs in a circular motion.

Cyclical patterns are a common theme in my life.

Holy Moly

I'm so tired of religious beliefs controlling the world especially if it contradicts the fundamentals of the religion itself.

Since when are Muslims not peaceful people?

Since when is it alright to kill in the name of Jesus?

Jesus said to love your enemies. Loving them does not mean killing them.

Read your Qur'an. Read your Bible.

There are around 100,000 civilian casualties in Iraq right now. Innocent people are dying in the name of God/Allah everyday. Is that seriously happening? Islam and Christianity are almost just difference of opinions. People die over differences in opinions? I guess so.

I don't think I have it in me to kill anyone for any reason.

Thank God/Praise Allah I don't believe in any of that stuff.

My mind.

My mind floats in and out between reality and Donovan's Hurdy Gurdy Man record.

The state the I am in.

All I have to give you is my thoughts.

I miss you.

I don't even remember what some people look like in real life.

I wish I could see them.

England giraffes

Shout out to Emily Hinman. I know you read my blog everyday.

Secret #1

When I get really stressed out, I shake.

I shake often nowadays.

- Kent

Where I'll be.

Home - is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there.

I come home - she lifted up her wings
Guess that this must be the place.

I can't tell one from another
Did I find you, or you find me?

There was a time Before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be.

Where I'll be.

6 months.

It's been 6 months.

I love you so much Dad.

Saturday. Sunday.

Saturday:

I went to a show in Chicago. This is who played:

Foxy Shazam

Foxy ripped. So Much. They played a lot of new stuff. I didn't like that so much. Nonetheless, Holy fucking shit. Insane.

The Sounds

Wow. I had no idea how big the Sounds were in the gay community. Their set transformed the venue into a big homo dance club. This shit ruled. I'm 100% not gay but damn those gays know how to have fun.

The show totally ripped. I'd go see either band any day.

After the show we met up with my good friend Jocelyn.

Love you Joci.

I fell asleep on the way home : )

I woke up to this cat.

I skated today. I ripped. : )

When I was younger I knew how to levitate.

Early Morning Hymns

I woke up early this morning to take this picture

(Click on the picture. Save as a background.)

iPhoney

I can now blog via my iPhone. Oh lord.

We got a cat. His name is Percy.

- Kent

Penpals and pains

Did you know it takes less time to send a letter to China than it does to Florida?

How weird.

I have a long Chemistry Lab today. I am not looking forward to it. We only have 4 more left. One is hard (today), one is easy (next week), one involves Pizza (: D) and the other one I know nothing about. It's only 5 hours of my life.

I can't make myself go to Archeology this morning. I woke up early and everything. I just can't do it today. This happens too much.

This morning I am feeling completely different than I did yesterday. Yesterday was so beautiful and a happy time. Today is gloomy and at 10:47 AM I am stressed out. I hope this won't last.

I still need a vacation on life. I went pretty crazy at the end of last summer. I don't really feel like I'm done being crazy yet.

- Kent

Good Vibes

It's weird how a nice compliment can lead to positive vibrations the whole day. Someone told me I was a really nice person today. I know it sounds really stupid but that kind of made my day. I don't hear that everyday.

We watched a video in Geography today. I don't have any idea what it was even about. I decided writing my Chemical Analysis lab report would be a better use of my time. We ended up getting out of class early, right as I finished my report. It felt really good to have free time on a Tuesday. This is a site I've yet to see.

Shane came over. We hung out for a while and just chilled. He's been coming by a lot more lately. I like this. We ended up at Puerto Vallarta. I'm stuffed.

As I was walking home from class today I thought that it's really hard not to be happy somedays.

I made this.

Paint

Painting a sky is all I've had on my mind today.

I just wish I could paint.

You Kids take Err Easy

Friday:

I ventured over to Wabash, Indiana. When I arrived, I noticed it was wet. Skateboarding would be out of the picture. My original intent was to spend some time with a friend who recently got released from prison. It turns out he couldn't make it.

So there I am. By myself. In a town I had lived in just 3 months prior.

What has happened between now and then that has made Wabash so impossible for me?

Can I seriously not spend more than 3 hours alone in a town I am completely familiar with?

What happened to me?

I decided I would grab some food at Aztecaz. It was absolutely delicious. The perfect tasting lunch. However, does that even matter when I have absolutely no one to tell how good it tastes?

As I ate I thought of everyone I know who still lives in Wabash. I could think of only 2 people that was worth getting ahold of. Unfortunately they are both in high school still and I was eating while they were still in class. I ended up being all mopey so I went down to Jacks Antiques. Here are some pictures from the store:

I found a couple records I wanted at Jack's. I got in particular Johnny Horton's "Greatest Hits". This is incredible. I'm pretty sure anyone reading this probably doesn't know Johnny's music or is overly familiar but it's definitely significant to me. Dad used to play me and my brothers "The Battle of New Orleans" on the boombox. I can now play this on vinyl along with a lot other of Dad's records. I really miss him.

Saturday:

I woke up to one of my homies telling us that he is leaving. Maybe forever. This guy comes to our house everyday and we go skating. How do I react to this?

I just went on with the plans I had already made, cleaning the house. This was so weird. I just sat there and cleaned but the whole time I was just wondering if this guy was for real out or not. This just tripped me out. He eventually came over to give us some of his stuff. Looking him in the eye was weird. It was like he was just looking right through me. He left saying his usual "You Kids take err Easy" but this time he had tears in his eyes.

Within a couple hours, I had to say my goodbyes to a friend.

Fuuuuuuuck.

In the evening we were all just kind of hanging with each other. We were all bummed on the state of our friend but we just continued on. We went to Noodles and Company. It was good. We then went to Walmart to buy a lamp. We ended up getting a lava lamp and a buttload of candy. We concluded the night with some vinyl records, circles and some pizza.

Sunday:

I woke up an hour before I was expecting to (Thank You Mitch Daniels for the extra hour of sleep this morning). Eckman was up and he was wanting to go on a drive through the country. For some reason, this drive was perfect. It was an incredibly beautiful drive. The sun was shining in a way that nothing could really be or go wrong. Our world was at ease for a moment. We both got home feeling good because of what we had just experienced. Eckman got a text. Our friend fell asleep in the Airport. He had purchased a one way ticket to England. He came back to his senses in the morning. I always knew our friend was bipolar, but I had never experienced it. He said that he didn't remember the last 4 days. Wow. Quite interesting. He came back by in the evening. His eyes were back to normal. What a trip.