Last Post?!?!?!

This is a post about prison.

C'mon you're back again, are ya kidding?

One charge, two charge, they're racking up.

One felony, two felony, you're backing up. 

Into the corner. 

It's a sad day when you feel like a loner.

One room to sit and think about your thoughts.

On what you would've done different to not get caught. 

Calling your mom on the phone, yeah she's distraught. 

He'll never go back again is what she thought.

Your mind feels like it's on fire. 

While you're sitting and thinking in your gray attire.

Want to know about prison, we'll take a brochure.
I'll hit you with some hard emotions forsure.

It's full of sad souls and bruised people living together.
The forecast is rain, that's the weather.
You thought you were clever.
But you're sick now.
I know one day you'll get out.
You're smart,talented and got a good soul.
I've never heard you be cruel.
I learned a lot from you.
I know one day you'll pull through.

To the good and the bad

I remember a lot of $2 baseball games growing up. They sucked but I'm glad they did because if they didn't then the tickets probably wouldn't be so cheap.

I remember playing kickball, soccer, football, basically anything with a ball.
I remember the street light call for us to come back inside.
It was so great being a kid.
I remember when my friend fell off his bike and hit his head really hard.
Luckily he was wearing a helmet or else it would've been really bad.
I  still remember laughing a lot though. I felt really bad but it was so funny at the time.
Here's the video.

Now he's really good and laughs at me doing tricks.
I remember almost getting our bikes stolen at a skate park. I remember knowing I didn't want to grow up like the kid who almost stole them. He was talking about how he needed to show up with something stolen or else his gang wouldn't think he was hard. I still remember thinking how crazy and sad that was. He was seventeen years old and was risking stealing things just for a reputation!
 I learn so much by experience and remembering things. The good experiences are easy to look back on and smile and the bad you always learn something so it's kind of all good.

It's crazy we are graduating. This class has been so fun and I know I'm going to be nostalgic about it when it's over.

Existence

My blue ticket was exist.

You exist, I exist, we all exist. The definition of exist is to have objective reality or being. Basically what we have tried to become in this class since the beginning. What does it really mean to be real?!
 Everything around me is real, I can feel it, touch it, sometimes even hear it. But what it means to be real I think is to be present, genuine and do what you want to do. Most of all to have original ideas and thoughts. It seems as if we are all very similar and very different at the same time.We don't want to just exist though, we want to be real!

What's next?

My heart at least right now is most likely going to keep beating so might as well choose where it goes. Sometimes it's as easy as choosing what you love to do and keep doing it.
 If you can find a job that you love waking up for you've won a battle.
 If you can find a guy/girl you love you've won a battle.
 Ya I think it's a battle because it won't be accomplished by being lazy and doing nothing
It's tough sometimes to follow my heart. I can think something is right for me then the next day it completely changes. Just like love it can be hard sometimes.

Young, Bored and Stupid

Me and my friends were bored one night so we decided to go to the closest store and buy some eggs. We went all out and bought two dozen. Keep in mind that the car we were driving in was a minivan that could barely hit 70 on a good day. We were having fun, hitting everything on the side of the road. On one road we saw some people sitting outside of their car. At this time we were driving without our lights on so they yelled at us. So we chucked an egg at their feet. They then hopped in their car and followed us getting real close to the back of the car. Then slowed down and turned around. We were  thinking ooh that was a close one.

"Boom!boom!" was the sound of the knocking on the door at my friends house, the owner of the car.
You guessed it, the cops.
I heard the conversation went like this "We got a tip that your car was seen driving with no lights on and throwing eggs at cars," said the police officer.
My friend,"Um yeah."
Police officer "Who was with you?"
My friend, "I don't want to tell you."

"Boom!Boom!"Me and my friend look at each other with our mouths open wide as the Atlantic because we knew who it is.
"Should I run out the back door," I ask my friend.
"They are just going to come to your house next," he says.
After coming to the realization that he's right. We both walked up to the door. The cop then told us she knows it was us who egged those cars and that we are going to go on a ride to clean it up.
We then cleaned up a couple of cars. Before we got out to clean up the first car the police officer called for backup which me and my friend thought was pretty funny. My parents were really mad and I got grounded and then whole thing was over...

I moved to a new house a month later and I'm sitting in Sunday school.The teacher is talking about how his car got egged in class. I'm pretty sure he knew it was me but I didn't have the courage to speak up.

I haven't thrown an egg since.

I'm not who I once was.

It's Steven

I grew up in California until the end of 8th grade when we moved out to Arizona for a year which was way too hot and then moved to Utah.
I like to travel and get outdoors as much as I can. J.P. Walker was my pen name because he does exactly that. He's a professional snowboarder who gets paid to travel around the country!
 I am going to North Carolina to sell pest control over the summer. I've never been to North Carolina and I hate bugs so I guess that explains the type of person I am.


I am weird.

Sometimes you are born into a loss

She was just a girl born into a broken home. Her dad snorted oxycontin off the table. Just like her he too hated his life. He hated waking up because the only time he wasn't thinking of his past was when he was asleep. The only time he didn't have any regrets was that 8 hours he was asleep. The only happiness he found was in that little white pill. It didn't talk back to him, it didn't mock him, but then again it didn't do anything good for him. That little white pill is the reason he doesn't walk his dog, go to the grocery store, or care. He didn't just envy death, he waited for it and so did she.

We Make Fear

Fear is like holding a pack of smokes. You shouldn't be scared of them. The only time they become dangerous is when you smoke them. You just know there potential, you know what could happen.
But that shouldn't matter because I could be killed by a bear right now. We could also be hit by that big earthquake we are supposed to have.
But that's not very likely...

Most of my fears I am always thinking about the worst case scenario. I'm never scared of one spider or one snake. I'm scared of a ginormous group of snakes or spiders crawling on me.

There would be no fear with no imagination because reality isn't that scary, the unknown is.

Imperfectly Perfect

 Could you imagine waking up to go to work and seeing a robot doing your job? 

NBC news came out with some statistics that said there will be 1.2 million robots working worldwide  and that was back in 2013! They said that comes out to be 1 robot to every 5,000 people. Some jobs as drivers, pharmacists or maids like the picture above have been replaced by robots.
I had no clue there was even that many robots, that's kinda scary!

But they can never truly replace us.
There is nothing more unique than us as humans.
We have developed a way of communicating.
We have put men on the moon.
We have made these robots.
We get to feel and make decisions on our own...
And if we screw up who cares it's part of life.
We aren't robots and that's the best part!

dIfFiReNt

-To the people who think outside of the box. Who defy the normal way to do work or life and do it their way.

I feel society looks at different in a bad way but being different is really what makes you stand out and find yourself.

So be different because that is the real you.

Foreign Crayons

I remember it like it was yesterday.
The soft calming breeze that came from the bay.
I'm just a little boy in a huge city.
Just a little boy.
Whose passion is riding bikes and playing with every little toy.
I'm just a little boy with  big dreams.
I wanted to grow up because that meant I could walk to the store that was a block or so away.
I wanted to grow up because that meant I could hangout with friends more.
I wanted to grow up.

But little did I know growing up sucks!
There are guidelines society puts on you like tuck your shirt in or wipe your face after you eat.
Screw that!

I want to go back to the days where I didn't care if I had underwear on my head.


We all got a inner kid in us but right now I'm just staring at these crayons...

Reach

I wake up.

It's dark outside but I wouldn't know.
It's cold outside but i don't feel.
My head is still in a different time zone.
I'm telling myself everyday I could've done something different. I could've been soo many things but I'll never know because my head is still stuck in the past.
It's still stuck in the class that I got a B in. It's still stuck in the shots that i didn't take.
But like Michael Jordan once said you miss 100% of the shots you don't take.

I really wake up.
It's warm outside and I know.
It's light outside and I can tell.
Birds are chirping and people are smiling .
Because everyday I wake up is another opportunity to do something great.
It's another day to accomplish whatever I want.

Confused and Content

Brick-a small rectangular block typically made of fired or sun-dried clay, used in building.

That's what a brick is. Now how does this apply to writing? 

We just wrote about love, something that you can't hold in your hand. 

Bricks are the complete opposite. They are real, you can touch them, throw them, do whatever you want with them.

So how is it they mean so much less than love?

There are very few songs on my phone where the word brick is used. 

But i can think of at least 50 songs in my phone that have the word love in them.

I feel I tend to like focusing on things that I don't understand.

 I understand what a brick is so I never gave it much more thought.
But I can't describe to you what love is...

The best parts of life to me are like that. 

The indescribable things or feelings.

Like the feeling of kissing someone for your first time
Or
Catching your first fish.

Technology

Have you ever not had a phone while hanging out with others?

In my experience it's awkward, and makes you realize how dependent our world is on phones.

I remember when I was young and I would go to school, come home and then try and round up all the neighbor kids to play a sport or whatever. You guys probably experienced something similar. 

I look outside now and I see NO ONE.

Technology stole our childhood innocence.
Lets get it back!

Changes

I think a lot in the past present and future.

I almost feel as if I'm not here at all sometimes. 

It's just kind of fascinating for me to think about change. 

It's one of those things in life that is either good or bad. 

But without it life would be so boring.

Same schedule, same job, same,same, same.

If you have ever seen the Truman Show then you know how insanely weird it would be to live the same day over and over again. 

Keep changing because it's made you who you are now and will make you be who you want to be.
To change is to grow!

Work Hard, Love Hard

Love is like opening a door and finding eight more behind it.

Love is as confusing as a calculus test.

Love is as hard as a diamond.

And that's what makes love great. It's so hard but yet so easy. It's so confusing but yet so simple. It takes work but provides the greatest reward, the ecstatic feeling that pulses through you like a chainsaw does through wood. The feeling that makes you so happy, fulfilled, and confident. Yeah love is work but it never worked so good.

You know love when it's there, you feel it.
Love is when you would do anything for that person.
You would take a bullet for them because life wouldn't be worth living without them here.
You would do anything to be with them because without them you are nothing.
You would spend your whole life trying to get them because your life isn't whole without them.
You just hope they give that in return...

Bronco's Won

I was just thinking today about my mom. She's got it all , a love for everyone and  she's way good at basketball. I broke her pinky finger once while we were playing and yet she still feeds me.

My mom has a heart of gold but she can also be kind of cold. She just turned down a saleswoman who said she could save her a dollar. 

My mom is very patriotic. 

My mom is very charismatic. 

My mom is very classic. 

My mom has had four kids and I'll bet she's had it.

You can retire mom, you've worked hard.

I know without you I wouldn't of made it this far. 

Underneath the Hat

Is it weird that I feel more safe in a hat?
It gives me comfort to walk up for the next at bat.
Life can be difficult but not in my hat.
If you are ever cold, discouraged just put on your cap.
What piece of clothing can describe you more wholesome.
It says where your from,
 what sports you like, and much more.
You can't get that with pants from Juicy Couture.

We live in a world full of judgement.
Put on your cap, have them judge, love it.
New hats is one of the things I covet.

The world isn't always rainbows and sunshine.
Most people say man don't worry about me, I'm fine.
We all have struggles we face in our hats.
Keep waking up for each of your next at bats.

Get Out There

I have never had a blog before so I don't know necessarily how to start it but I know what I like to do. I like sports, snowboarding, fishing, basically anything outdoors. Albert Einstein once said, "Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better." The feeling you get when you are outdoors exploring through nature is astounding.

 I hope I can one day write and make people feel as if they just hiked to the top of a mountain. I hope one day I can create a picture or story in their minds like the books I have read growing up have done for me. I like writing because of the way you can express yourself. There are 1,025,109 words in the English language based on a google statistic that all have a meaning, it is limitless how different each persons writing can be or how it can make you feel through the use of these words.

J.P. Walker is a professional snowboarder from Salt Lake City, Utah. I chose him as my pen name because he has my dream job of traveling throughout the world snowboarding and getting paid for it!

I look forward to reading your blogs!