well, this entry will be quality. I found a few pics(thank you ryan's blog) that I thought were fun...warning:these are only some of my friends. If you were not on here, be sure to have a quality picture taken with me, and it will be put up. :)

let's start with some couples. because they are just so darn cute.

this one is ryan and lindsay. ryan giving the picture his all, and lindsay is too. they're cute.


alex and kara being the cute "dual whippage" couple we all know and love. but alex looks uber young here... must be the beard he grew, or maybe the hair he now has, maybe it is the time that has passed, whatever it is, he looks older, and kara still holds her youthly beauty. they're cute too.


here am I. I love this pic. oh, and ladies. I'm not taken. but if you look through the pics, you might find out why. but hey, in some countries being able to morph your face is hot or something. man that is a cool pic.


Ryan and I throwing down our devilishly good looks for this one. wait... does that mean?... don't worry about it.


here is laura, she's awesome, I miss her a lot. as you can see, we have a lot of fun together... guess what she was doing? WASHING DISHES! yeah, that's how much fun we are!


I thought you all might enjoy this pic... I hate it, I look 13 eventhough it was taken about... hmm... 4 days ago... 3 days? whatever, I'm 19(as many of you know) and I usually don't look this young... I think it's the fro, whatever though.


another great one of ryan and I... I need to say no more than HOTT!


alright alright alright, so this is the hott one, whatever, I'm almost never this serious, unless I need to be, then I can be, but smiling is great, I love smiling, I love smiles, smiles are great. oh, and this picture is HOTT, if of course you take away the minor acne. but whatever.)


Ryan somehow got this proof of me being a monkey... well yeah, it's sorta true, if there is something to climb or to play on, I'm probably there. goodtimes.


Three of my bestest buddies out there... brandon, ryan(thuggin at the moment), and alex.... man, three good-looking fun-loving guys... wait only TWO out of three have girlfriends? sounds familiar.


I don't know what brought this on, but this is brandon's turn to thug, now if only chinese people could drive huge trucks like that. I think it's the fact that when they laugh, they can't see. just playin', brandon is tight, and he's only half chinese, so he can see out of one eye.

talking about laughing...

This is what happens when you hang out with me... or something along these lines.

well, that is it for tonite... enjoy the pics and drop me a com-bomb(comment).

p.s. is com-bomb cool? anyone? ANYONE?

alright, so I achieved the highly sought after award of updating the blog FOUR times in ONE day! that's right, check below... four times, that is awesome, eventhough two were short, the other two were HUGE so it all evens out into four good sized blog entries... sad, but AWESOMELY UBER COOL on the other hand!... yeah, whatever.

anyways, so today I woke up and my eyes hurt(they have been hurting the last two weeks or so, but nothing to really worry about...) today, it stunk, my right eye felt like something sharp(couldn't think of anything that small that would suck to have in your eye, but if you can, that is it!) was just chillin in my eye and I couldn't get it out... the left eye hurt a little more than usual too... so... I sucked it up and headed out... It got so bad that I had to take out my contacts, so now my eyes hurt and I can't see... brilliant. anyways, after being out, we went to the mvdonalds on the Champ elysees or whatever it's called, the uber cool and big street witht he arc de triomph at one end and a HUGE obelisk at the other. So my mom and I walk in, and this is the biggest mcdonalds I have ever seen... two stories, 20(or so) counters to order at, and seating for 550 people, not only that, but they also had a section outside to sit at too... it was nuts. good times... so I got two cheeseburgers and a large coke. opened up the first cheeseburger to find? It was in the shape of a star... while weird, I thought "whatever, it all goes to the same place" and devoured it.

so now I'm back home and my eyes hurt substantially less than they did before... but if you could be praying for me, that would be super.

oh, and rick steves sucks... anyone else agree? we can start a Rick Steves sucks club or something, it will be tight!

I'm sorry that I'm updating this thing so much, but I am really enjoying it right now, and well, I needed some fun, so here goes another one... this one will be uber random though... beware!

let's start off with some quality quotes from songs I enjoy.

"When happiness is based on lies, it is so hard to tell the truth."
"I backed my car into a copcar the other day, he just drove off, sometimes life's ok"
"slide, slide, but that's the past I've got somethin' new for that ass!"
"It's not always rainbows and butterflies, it's compromise that moves us along."
ah... maroon 5... awesome... you ready for that concert ryan? I am! anyone else want to come? we can get a HUGE group to go and it will be AWESOME!
Almost ALL of kenny chesney's songs have great quotes in em
here's a few from dierks bentley.
"she snuck out one night, met me by the front-gate, her daddy came out a-waving that 12-guage, we tore out the drive, he peppered my tailgate."
The entire "how am I doin' since you did what you done to me" song... don't know the title though, it's a breakup song... here's a sample.
"I heard our song, and I danced along, but it felt all wrong, cuz she was sweet, she let me lead, she never took her ever-lovin' eyes off me."
"well I don't know what you were thinking runnin' round on me, now you say you're sorry... well honey, I agree."
awesome.

alright, there are some quotes for ya.
alright... my hair is getting pretty darn long(look at the pic a few entries back)... it's kinda nuts. but I'd guess it's about 1/3-1/2 the length I am growing it out to be. sick huh?... well whatever, it is just hair... oh, but I feel half-retarded because when I don't wear a hat I look 14... sad. whatever.

What are a few of the best feelings ever? let me tell you a few of mine... the feeling of holding someone close... just feels good, you know what I'm talking about. the shiver. If you know about the shiver, you know. it's great. and one of my personal favs... the feeling of waking your leg/foot up from sitting on it too long and it falling asleep... it is such a cool awkward hurt that it feels so good! anyone agree?

do you know that I haven't worn deodorant while in Paris... that is something I wouldn't do while in the states... I always wear deodorant in the states... maybe it's a french thing. oh, but that is not the one I'm going to use for your mission lindsay... here you go...

alright, so I left dinner with my parents early to go home because I wasn't feeling that great and people were meeting them for dessert and I wasn't getting any... so I started walking home... on my way home, I see an oldschool mini... you know what I'm talking about... so... I tried to pick it up... I got it somewhat lifted when "Kerplunk!" the front metal grill I was lifting, breaks off and nails me in the face... I black out in the street parking area... I wake up what I think is like 5-10 minutes later... I'm pissed... I just nailed myself in the face with a grill and didn't sucessfully pick up the mini... so I start walking home again, this time pissed, trying to find a way to make myself feel better... I walk by this blind guy with a stick walking down the street... and I think, "Why don't I just trip him?" then I thought better, so I started following him a few steps behing(like 10-15), I stay that distance for a while, so he gets used to it... then I rush him and spear him in the back... I played rugby for two years on a nation team, I know how to hit poeple... this guy dropped like he didn't know it was coming. so me, feeling much better, I start jogging away while looking at the guy yelling and trying to get up, when "BLAM!" A huge guy just blasts me out of nowhere... holds me down and says something in french... so, I punch him(he's French) and get him off of me, get up and face the guy... he's about levi's size and is yelling at me in french, so I yelled back in english calling him a dumb frenchie and such, so he rushes me... I punch him straight in the face and move out of the way, while still having a foot there... so he falls on the ground and starts crying... just like the french, he just gave up. I felt kinda bad, since all this was my fault(tackling the blind guy, who got himself up and started walking again after minutes and minutes of yelling in french. so I asked the french guy if I could help him, and well, he knows english... I feel dumb now, he understood everything I yelled at him, no wonder he rushed me... found out that he saw me spear the blind guy, so he thought he'd spear me... but he was on his way to a date with a girl he's liked for a long time, and just started dating. He was crying because he didn't mean for anyone to get hurt and he was bleeding all over the place and had to go home instead of to the date. now I feel horrible. so I agree to go to the place where he is meeting the girl and tell her what happened. so he tells me where they are meeting and what she looks like... so I walk a few blocks away to this italian restaurant, where I see her, the 5'7" blonde... and she is gorgeous. so I walk up to her, and she did not know english, so I try to explain it in french, but there is no way she got any of the story... so I decide to do the next best thing. fulfill one of my life-long goals... kiss a random person... hey, there is one right here!... so I could do no good there for the other dude... so I just did it... she was shocked and started saying in a harsh voice something in French, so I booked out of the restaurant and once I was in the clear, I walked home. so there you go lindsay... that is something I would, and will never do in America.

alright... time for a short list of things I really don't like... some for good reason, some for no reason at all other than I don't like them.

1. capris. 3/4 length pants are not hot, they are not cute, they are gross... on some people they are acceptable, but never good. I really don't like capris, and if you have worn them around me, that is fine(unless you are a guy, that is just wrong, but apparently it is trying to become fashion in paris...ewww)...
2. Rick Steves... man, that guy is just annoying. I don't know what it is about him that I can't stand, but there is something...darn rick steves.
3. Microsoft outlook... does anyone use it? I surely don't... everytime I accidentally click an "e-mail me" link it opens and it takes like 5 minutes to close... I didn't even want to open it in the first place! jeez, whatever, microsoft outlook sucks.
4. when water from the faucet is too powerful and you go to wash your hands and you get water on your pants and people think you wet yourself... that sucks and I hate it when that happens.
5. sorry alex, but spagetti strings on guys is just wrong. don't do it, and it never will be a fashion. NEVER!
6. When the bottom button of button fly jeans comes undone and you either have to take out all of them, or squeeze your fingers and button it... both are annoying. although button fly jeans are awesome.

there you go... an insight to things I don't like. darn rick steves.

oh, and to let you all in on a secret... that story up there... I made it up... the only parts that happened were the trying to pick up the mini and walking by the blind guy... I did however run that whole thing through my head as it was happening and I had a good laugh. it was a good story though right? RIGHT?

well I just realized I don't really give a crap about good girls liking bad guys, good girls can and will do whatever their pretty little minds will come up with, and I'm fine with that... if that means they might date me, fine, if that means they won't, fine... whatever... I'm going to continue with what I've been doing, and maybe something will happen, whatever.

This one is for alex... and the coolest flip down car tape player that's volume only went up to 66 for a reason no one knew.

I saw this in a cafe we ate at... thought of you.

This one is for kara... choices choices...

we parked next to the ferrari, and well the bug is straight kara.

alright... well that is all the fun photos... sorry ya'll, it was my dad's camera, and well... yeah, exactly. he doesn't want me to "waste" pictures... eventhough it is a digital camera and can hold a buttload of pics. whatever... enjoy!

alright, well here is the link to the article I was trying to link to last night and just couldn't figure out... again, thanks to ryan, my blog is complete...
READ THIS!
so there you go... read that...

alright some thoughts before we start on this HUGE topic... HUGE TOPIC!

I'm not going to change anything about me, well other than the things I change because I'm being dumb or not noticing something or blah de blah... you know the deal... but yeah, I like who I am, who I'm working to become, and apparently some people think I'm alright too... some more than alright. oh, and ryan, I'm not HUGELY buff, although I am buff, I'm not that huge. I'm 177 pounds at 6'2"... that is pretty darn light...
I sure hope girls grow out of it... and I hope they learn before it is too late, before they change and become a bad girl...

now that you are done reading the article and my thoughts, on to the subject... I just have a few thoughts.

I think I sorta understand the whole concept of it, but of course it is an endless question that no one can answer, but here I go!
I'm going to list them first then go in-depth on them later... maybe ryan will even come in and change the titles to links to the individual sections... maybe not though and that is cool too... scrolling is half the fun of a HUGE blog entry.

1. The "I'm a badass that your parents won't approve of, so be the rebellious teen that you want to be" aura.
2. It's harder to get to know someone well rounded.
3. Relationship struggles.
4. They're too good of a friend to date.
5. Intruiging(sp?)(it's sad that I might have that word wrong and it's a whole section heading... beware!).
6. Too good is true.
7. WE'RE ALL AFRAID!

1. The "I'm a badass that your parents won't approve of, so be the rebellious teen that you want to be" aura.

alright, well all of you have been in the rebellious stage... but doesn't that end before College, or even before? shoot... I mean, are people really that immature... "I'm going to date this person not because I like them but because it will cause a commotion"... jeez, grow up... and well, maybe I should stop talking about this because most of the girls doing that aren't the good girls I'm supposed to be talking about.

2. It's harder to get to know someone well rounded.

Well that is true because good guys/gals have more to them than just a handsome/pretty/cute/adorable(I'm going to stop now, eventhough I could go on) face. To get to know true people takes longer because we are not the same as the frat boy, drinking smoking, "party is my life" guys... That could explain the longer time inbetween relationships. but then, good girls date bad guys because they don't have much to them, they are easy to get to know and the feeling of truly knowing someone is a great feeling. You all know what I'm talking about... those people that you truly know. they are the best ones. but the thing is, those guys that you know, aren't true people, they are shallower than the kiddie pool at a public park... they just don't have anything to them... congrats you know a rock!...

3. Relationship struggles.

alright, well this is the topic of relationships with true people(not the rocks above)... relationships take work, from both parties, relationships are hard, and take effort, and the deeper the relationship the tougher it is... but that's not the whole story... relationships get more and more enjoyable and rewarding the deeper it is. I think you all know what I mean. people aren't willing to put in the effort to see the results after figuring out who the other person in the relationship is. "oh, I have too much going on in my life"... "oh, well I'm not that interesting, I can't be with someone like that"... I have two letters for you. BS. alright firstly, everyone who actually is able to think for themselves and doesn't follow others around doing the cool thing just to become popular has a lot to them and is interesting. and the too much going on thing. relationships are fun, and should be refuges in your life, not another struggle(although they can be, that is what makes them relationships and not hugging a stuffed animal)... you are a interesting person and have a lot more to you than you probably realize.

4.They're too good of a friend to date.

alright, this is one thing that I've been plagued with my entire life... I'm too good of a friend... alright, I've got the same two letters for you people! BS! alright, if I am such a great friend, it shouldn't be THAT big of a jump to actually date me. shoot, we get along, we have things in common, and heck, we already have the same friends... what's wrong? alright... I do understand that it can just not be right... remember relationships are two ways... if one person is not willing, it won't work. I understand if it is just not there... tell me that. don't give me the lame "you're too good of a friend"... sorry ladies, just doesn't work for me unless you can truly back it up.

5. Intruiging(sp?)(it's sad that I might have that word wrong and it's a whole section heading... beware!).

alright, back to why girls might date the bad guy and not why girls don't date good guys.

bad guys are intruiging, they have something in their life that is wrong, something that went wrong, and it is fun to try and figure that out... is that it? maybe not, whatever... bad guys have stories that you haven't heard before... and new is good.
but remember old things can be good or even better too! just think about hersheys... same recipe for 50 years... mmm hersheys chocolate.

6. Too good is true.

This is my paragraph about people being afraid that if they date a good guy/girl that they might be the one. this is scary because the people I'm talking about are young... and well, they aren't ready to be dating "the one"... they want to date a few more times and have some fun before settling down with someone they can marry... make sense? therefore they date bad guys going into the relationship thinking, I won't marry this guy, I'll just date him for a while and have some fun.

What is so scary about dating someone you would be able to marry? what about someone you want to marry? what about "the one"? is commitment THAT big of a problem to people? apparently. I know that someday I will marry the woman I have fallen in love with. the most amazing woman in the world to me. Knowing that I will someday be married, I have to also know that, I don't know when it is going to happen. but dating someone knowing that you can't marry them is stupid. dating is preparation for marriage, and dealing with more than just a friendship, for a loving relationship.

Another thing about dating a good guy, some may think that since they are good guys that if they don't like them, or something goes wrong, that they couldn't break up with them, because they are so good... again, BS. sometimes it doesn't work, that is a fact, some people click more than others. and heck, if they are good enough to date, then they should be good enough to still be friends with afterwards.

does any of this make sense to anyone else?
oh and the too good is true title, is because once you do find "the one" or whatever, it seems too good to be true, but it is true... therefore, too good is true... thank you rascal flatts.

7. WE'RE ALL AFRAID!

alright, this is a fun title, while being fun, it is true... the good guys/gals are afriad of dating, afraid of asking someone out, afraid of being dumped, afraid of being rejected... good guys/gals are afraid that if it doesn't work out, or if they are rejected, that they aren't wanted. how many times do I have to say this? BS! alright, shoot, as I said before, sometimes it doesn't work, don't get down on yourself... it's all good, they weren't right for you, so accept that and move on... and if you want to continue it or try again, that is up to you. but you are not worthless, someone will love you for who you are, but you have to be ok with not having anyone at the moment. being single is ok. dating is ok. married is ok. they are all acceptable... it doesn't work like this...
married - you got everything
dating - you better not break up or you are worthless!
single - why are you even alive?

it DOES NOT work that way, single is fine. don't even sweat the small stuff... so a girl/guy doesn't want to go on a date with you... so what? someone else will.

oh, and this could be why good girls date bad guys... bad guys/gals actually ask them out. good guys/gals are afraid, and bad guys/gals figured out that you never will know unless you ask... bad guys/gals go in with a positive attitude... "maybe it will work"... the good guys/gals think opposite "why would she want to date me?"... stop doubting yourself, you are a good guy/gal, and that puts you ahead of most everyone... so what are you so afraid of? oh! that? get over it.

alright, well those are some/most of my thoughts on this subject, hopefully I got somewhere near the mark... and if not, well it was fun to write.

oh, and well, getting over fears is hard... I'm still working on the "being able to ask girls out on dates"... I'm trying to be ok with being rejected, and I think I'm finally ok with that. because really? who cares? I'm not going to be marked... "he asked that one girl out the other night and got rejected, no way am I going to ask HIM out!"... and if girls do say that... well, they are dumb.(the ones that say that, not girls in general, girls in general are great and smart. although I don't understand their thoughts and mindset, they are great and smart.

oh, and while reading kara's blog... I figured out why alex is liked by so many women... he is whippable... sorry dude, you're whipped... it's not necessarily a bad thing, I've been whipped before, and it is nice to do everything for someone, unless they don't give back... that sucks. well I don't think you have that problem since kara obviously adores you and is whipped also... ah, dual whippage.

alright... everyone thinks being whipped is a bad thing... but it isn't... I've been whipped, and I'll probably be whipped again. but it's not a bad thing. it's not! just ask alex or kara, they both love it. and I liked it while I was, well most to all of it.

wow, I just realized I just wrote about being whipped for two paragraphs without actually saying ANYTHING... fun times.

let me know your thoughts on everything... and again, if I am wrong somewhere, let me know... thanks.

alright, while I'm still awake... I'm listening to the Dierks Bentley cd, and I totally wish I had just broken up with a "female dog" that cheated on me eventhough I loved her... too bad I didn't... becuase if I did I could totally relate to this cd... it's kinda intense on the breakup situation. BREAKUP SITUATION!

sorry, just trying on ryan's idea... RYAN'S IDEA!

yeah, that is more lame funny than funny funny, sorry... anyways, the huge blog is about a topic on my mind as of lately...

I'll put my thoughts up tomorrow on it, but for now, an open ended question...

"why do good girls like bad guys?"

cuz really, the good guys get screwed all around, and well, I like to think of myself as a nice guy, and well, I'm getting shafted, and I'm wondering what it is I have to do in order to get a good girl...

do I have to be a jackass?
do I have to drive a motorcycle and be a part of hell's angels?
do I have to swear?
do I have to be Hugely buff?
do I have to call women biatches(the ones that aren't, just in general, becuase honestly, there are some out there...sorry ladies, there are)?
do I have to have no respect for others?
do I have to be in a frat?
do I have to drink and smoke and do illegal things?
do I have to drive a lowered car with no horsepower and a potato-shooter out the back?
do I have to not like my parents?
do I have to have lots of money?
do I have to be dumb as a brick?
do I have to not go to church?
do I have to not love praising the Lord?
do I have to get more tattoos?
do I have to pierce something?
do I have to not open doors for women?
do I have to be shallow?
do I have to have a girlfriend?

what do I have to do... oh, and another question, what is up with the fact that when you DO have a girlfriend, girls want you, and you know it... but if you two break up, tadaa... no one wants you, or at least no one will tell you... what is the dillio yo?

oh, and you may be thinking... "but Peter I always hear about all the great women you hang out with!"... well they don't want to date me, or at least they won't let me know that... and for sure sometimes girls do want to date me, and will let me know that they want me... but as in all relationships, sometimes it doesn't work... but how do you know unless you try? seriously... I know some guys and girls that ALWAYS have a girlfriend or boyfriend... I mean, seriously, like less than a week between em... that is insane!... I guess I'm just lonely in Paris, and lonely in life normally, sure I hang out with a lot of girls and maybe I even have crushes... but I hardly hear about them liking me... eventhough I'm a pretty good looking guy, and I'm not a jackass, I love the lord, and I like giving out love to people(notice giving love is a lot different than being in love)... I love holding someone special... I like being liked, and I think everyone does.

What about michelle? well we are just friends... you know that, I wrote it a few entries back. we are just friends and that little michelle thing reinforced my thoughts of wanting someone to hold and someone to give my love to... someone to walk somewhere, anywhere with and hold hands... do the cute things, you know. I want that. and I realize that, but I also realize that God will put someone in my life for me to share the rest of it with... maybe that will be my next girlfriend, maybe not, anything can happen, no one knows. but what I do know is that I'm ok with being single, but I just sometimes wonder how guys, like me, and ryan(although lindsay figured it out, good work lindsay! you got a good one!) and other good guys can go for a few months, a year without dating anyone, especially if we are so great... heck, is it because girls are afraid that if they date a good guy they might be the one, and that commitment is scary... maybe it is because good guys are good, and heck, you can't dump a good guy!... oh wait, yes you can, if it is not right, it's not right... people break up and get together all the time, it is part of life. I don't get it... and that was the perfect example of me rambling at 1 a.m.

wow, this turned into a huge lame "peter whining about not having a girlfriend eventhough he's such a good guy" speech, I'm sorry you all had to put up with that.

oh, and I seriously am ok with being single... it's all good, I've been single for almost a year, and well it has been good. I've learned a lot and had fun doing it.

maybe it is because good guys and girls are harder to get to know well enough to date because they are well rounded... maybe... whatever, I'm going to sleep... let me know your thoughts.

I got home at like midnight, so I'm going to go to bed to get some sleep before church. gnite ya'll.

hey! no ellipses!

alright, well I wrote a huge blog entry and it got erased because my dad's comp restarted randomly... an hour and a half of blog goodness, gone... well I'm going to write it all later and it will be as my title put it... HUGE

well I'm now back in Paris at our apartment, which means I'm using a qwerty keyboard again, now that I'm used to an azerty one.... whatever, typos are normal here...

well while reading others' blogs I decided to write my own little thoughts...
first of all the whole republican-democrat thing? I have no clue what I am, and to be honest I don't care, and to be even more honest, I really don't think I'm going to vote ever in my life, I just don't care enough about all this political mumbo jumbo... and really, I don't feel that my vote really counts for crap... but Peter voting is your right as an american! you should do it! but so is having a gun, and I probably wont ever have one of those either... whatever, whoever wins wins... and I'm cool with that. I might get the urge to become poltical later in life when stupid kids are trying to tear apart the country I grew up in, but until I'm old and cranky, I'll chill...

I wish I knew a guy named stretch, or tiny, or billy-bob, or any other cool name out there, such as tank.

oh, ryan and I are both HOTT, but for different reasons... goodtimes, oh and we still can't really think of a concrete reason why so many girls think alex is hott, but apparently he is, keep up the good work dude.

oh, and I wish I was home too, but I'm not, so whatever, time to try and enjoy Paris.

I've never had a fight with curlers, but I sorta understand where you're coming from nicole.

Kara, I don't understand why everyone has a stick up their butt and won't chill, but that would be nice to see some peace in this world.

Alex, I wish you updated your blog more often... but I'll take what you give me.

Jacob, manual labor is nice, but on the subject of business, I'd much rather be busy and working through many different relationships than just doing one thing and that being it, even if I did get paid! this is where you and I differ a lot, you want things to be easier in your life right now, I want things to be more complicated... I'm sitting in Paris at a kitchen table thingy on the internet, Paris is cool, but I want relationships, I want people here to enjoy this experience with me and make jokes... have a fun dumb time being weird and stupid and fun. you know.
oh, camping sounds fun, I'm looking forward to our outing later this summer gang!

I just thought of a great bet... has to be on something good and worthwhile, but shaving half of your bady, straight down the middle, completely shaved, all of it, arms and feet and everything!!! that would be fun, maybe later.

I wish I worked at costco, and dude, a LOT more people read blogs than you think. trust me, I've heard some stories!

and jess, work takes a lot of time, but hey it pays. enjoy it and be a light for God :D...

and laura... you are in the same boat as alex, I'll take what I can get, but it has been a while!

Have a great night everyone.

oh! and this is for brandon... if you are reading this you MUST leave a note, even if it is just your name, leave it, I'm wondering who reads this, so do it, and if you are stalking me, thats cool, leave your name and e-mail and I'll chat with ya... unless you just like stalking me, then just your name... please leave your name? pretty please? I'll do something for you if you do! just ask and I'll think it through ;)

well I'm now back in Paris at our apartment, which means I'm using a qwerty keyboard again, now that I'm used to an azerty one.... whatever, typos are normal here...

well while reading others' blogs I decided to write my own little thoughts...
first of all the whole republican-democrat thing? I have no clue what I am, and to be honest I don't care, and to be even more honest, I really don't think I'm going to vote ever in my life, I just don't care enough about all this political mumbo jumbo... and really, I don't feel that my vote really counts for crap... but Peter voting is your right as an american! you should do it! but so is having a gun, and I probably wont ever have one of those either... whatever, whoever wins wins... and I'm cool with that. I might get the urge to become poltical later in life when stupid kids are trying to tear apart the country I grew up in, but until I'm old and cranky, I'll chill...

I wish I knew a guy named stretch, or tiny, or billy-bob, or any other cool name out there, such as tank.

oh, ryan and I are both HOTT, but for different reasons... goodtimes, oh and we still can't really think of a concrete reason why so many girls think alex is hott, but apparently he is, keep up the good work dude.

oh, and I wish I was home too, but I'm not, so whatever, time to try and enjoy Paris.

I've never had a fight with curlers, but I sorta understand where you're coming from nicole.

Kara, I don't understand why everyone has a stick up their butt and won't chill, but that would be nice to see some peace in this world.

Alex, I wish you updated your blog more often... but I'll take what you give me.

Jacob, manual labor is nice, but on the subject of business, I'd much rather be busy and working through many different relationships than just doing one thing and that being it, even if I did get paid! this is where you and I differ a lot, you want things to be easier in your life right now, I want things to be more complicated... I'm sitting in Paris at a kitchen table thingy on the internet, Paris is cool, but I want relationships, I want people here to enjoy this experience with me and make jokes... have a fun dumb time being weird and stupid and fun. you know.
oh, camping sounds fun, I'm looking forward to our outing later this summer gang!

I just thought of a great bet... has to be on something good and worthwhile, but shaving half of your bady, straight down the middle, completely shaved, all of it, arms and feet and everything!!! that would be fun, maybe later.

I wish I worked at costco, and dude, a LOT more people read blogs than you think. trust me, I've heard some stories!

and jess, work takes a lot of time, but hey it pays. enjoy it and be a light for God :D...

Have a great night everyone.

well I'm now back in Paris at our apartment, which means I'm using a qwerty keyboard again, now that I'm used to an azerty one.... whatever, typos are normal here...

well while reading others' blogs I decided to write my own little thoughts...
first of all the whole republican-democrat thing? I have no clue what I am, and to be honest I don't care, and to be even more honest, I really don't think I'm going to vote ever in my life, I just don't care enough about all this political mumbo jumbo... and really, I don't feel that my vote really counts for crap... but Peter voting is your right as an american! you should do it! but so is having a gun, and I probably wont ever have one of those either... whatever, whoever wins wins... and I'm cool with that. I might get the urge to become poltical later in life when stupid kids are trying to tear apart the country I grew up in, but until I'm old and cranky, I'll chill...

I wish I knew a guy named stretch, or tiny, or billy-bob, or any other cool name out there, such as tank.

oh, ryan and I are both HOTT, but for different reasons... goodtimes, oh and we still can't really think of a concrete reason why so many girls think alex is hott, but apparently he is, keep up the good work dude.

oh, and I wish I was home too, but I'm not, so whatever, time to try and enjoy Paris.

I've never had a fight with curlers, but I sorta understand where you're coming from nicole.

Kara, I don't understand why everyone has a stick up their butt and won't chill, but that would be nice to see some peace in this world.

Alex, I wish you updated your blog more often... but I'll take what you give me.

Jacob, manual labor is nice, but on the subject of business, I'd much rather be busy and working through many different relationships than just doing one thing and that being it, even if I did get paid! this is where you and I differ a lot, you want things to be easier in your life right now, I want things to be more complicated... I'm sitting in Paris at a kitchen table thingy on the internet, Paris is cool, but I want relationships, I want people here to enjoy this experience with me and make jokes... have a fun dumb time being weird and stupid and fun. you know.
oh, camping sounds fun, I'm looking forward to our outing later this summer gang!

I just thought of a great bet... has to be on something good and worthwhile, but shaving half of your bady, straight down the middle, completely shaved, all of it, arms and feet and everything!!! that would be fun, maybe later.

Have a great night everyone.

or mybe it is just my 'mick(sp?) jagger/ kenny chesney' pants I just bought and am wearing...
I've figured out some cool things, and had a deep thought or two recently...
figured out:
I don't like european sizes, because I'm a size 40-42 here, but a 32 at home... sad...
I like tighter pants... although I have never really worn tight pants except for this last week, I really like em... plus, boom boom is happy and lookin' good in em ;)
Things do get better if you change your mindset
and the last one... It just occured to me that Ryan and I are really the only people who update their blog everyday(of the people's that I read... if there is someone else who updates daily and is worth reading, let me know)

my thoughts...
I have some GREAT christian friends, I also have some great non-christian friends... I just have GrEaT friends(get it? whatever it was lame...) I think of 5 people that come to mind when I think of AWESOME christian friends that I have, friends that have been through some crap, but still have been there the whole time... true friends, I also have some friends that are great christian friends, and we just haven't gone through any/very many hard struggles, the ones that test a friendship...Don't get me wrong, all of them are great friends.
Are you one of the 5?
Are you in the other group?
Are you in any group?
Do you want to be in a group?
I want to always be there for my friends, through whatever, it doesn't matter, I want to be there... for you... I strive to be someone that people can depend on and that people trust, someone that people come to while they are down or going through something tough... I want to help. I realize that that is a lot to ask, and I also realize that I don't have all the answers... but I will do what I can.
Who are the people you truly trust and would go to if everything fell apart in your life? Who are your friends that will always be there?

That thought came thanks to a convo with Laura Owens, a good friend of mine.

oh and one more thought: my last few blog entries were kinda weird... sorry if I scared or grossed out or embarassed anyone. well, maybe not sorry for embarassment, everyone needs a little bit of that...

hmmm? well lets start off today with:

Boredom is never kind to body hair.

I'm leaving it at that...
nah, I can't... bye bye armpit hair, facial hair, and I sorta pulled a ryan too... uh oh... another "pulling a ryan"... sweet

so, the story... I woke up, went in and started the bath water (my legs are sore from walking so much and my body is just in pain from the sucky cot bed I've been sleeping on... so I took a bath... real manly right? just wait)... while that was filling the tub, I shaved my face, thinking, "man, I really wish I could grow facial hair"... the bath was full, so I stopped it, and stuck a foot in... HOLY CRAP! this is the hottest bath EVER! so, I took my foot out (duh)... and decided to let the water cool down a little, what did I do to pass the time while it was 'cooling off'... shaved some more, this time the happy trail, man it feels weird not to have one, tested the bath water again, still uber hot... so this time I decided to flow some cold water into it, so that it will cool down, did that, retested, still freaking HOT! so... shaved more, lets just say I didn't shave or trim my legs arms or head(other than face)... everything else, shaved or trimmed... so after I finished all that, I, in my genius) decided to get in the smoldering hot bath, and just cope... BAD idea, especially with the newly shaved areas not used to being bare(or close)... I sucked it up, and I tried to relax in the hottest bath ever taken by Peter Schatzer... it was a bath for the parts in the water, but a sauna for the parts out of it... I was sweating just sitting there, trying not to move anything under the water, because you know that if you move in hot water it only gets hotter.

that was the bad and ugly... here is the good...
actually there really isn't anything good to write about at the current moment, I'm not in a good mood, and a lot of things are pissing me off, eventhough I should usually just let them by, they just anger me more... you know? I know in my heart and lind that they should not piss me off this much, so I'm trying to consciously change my feelings, and it works for a lot of things, but some still get me... trying to stay positive... well, that is the lowdown from Bourge, I'm here, it's not that bad, and I'm trying to be positive. wish me luck.

oh! hey, the food here is EXCELLENT... that is the good... there you go!

well, I'm officially bored here, sorry... France is cool and all the sites are fun, my parentals are awesome, but I think I really need a friend to make jokes with, laugh at french people with and just have a good time with... yeah, well, I'm gonna go write and listen to music... later

oh!!!
I know a lot of people read my blog and didn't write me a message... weak, I even wrote for you to leave me one, and you didn't... :(... yeah, I AM going to cry about it, so what???

mission for you for today:
give someone a HUGE, I'm talking pick them up and twirl them around while they lose consciousness from lack of air, hug... but here's the kicker, give it to someone you haven't hugged in over a month... oh, then leave me a message if any funny stories come out of it, or just leave me a message because you care... whatever... later!

first of all: I miss you jess!

alright, well first of all, I will most likely make a lot of mistakes in this blog... you may see an , instead of an m... a q instead of an a or many other things wrong, but whatever I'm peter and I suck at english anyways, this stupid french keyboard isn't helping though...

moving on!
well since being in France I have seen a few sites... including:
the smallest elevator
the largest elevator(about "30-40 people or more)
the smallest urinal(smaller than a basketball width, not by much though)
McDonalds that thought it was an abercrombie... they were playing ,usic and it was uber nice...
oh, and coke tastes different here, it's weird... but still coke, so I drink it :)

moving on!
alright, so this weekend was pretty good, friday we(my parentals and I) headed for Marseilles from Paris... man, France is kinda a big country when you try and drive it... about a ten hour drive or so... so once we got there we checked into our hotel, got to our room where we looked out our back deck to find... the Mediterranean... that is a LARGE body of water, but whatever... so we got up saturday and drove some more, but this time it was along the coast(b-e-a-utiful, if you know what I mean)... we stopped and my dad and I went for a swim in the mediterranean, oh, and I am now proud to say I have urinated in 3 HUGE bodies of water(mediterranean, atlantic, and pacific)... not like I stood there and urintated in it, but while swimming... cmon, you know you've done it!!! so after that, we headed off to Monaco, where, I saw too many nice cars to believe... let's count... 1 lamborghini, 1 rolls-royce, 7 mazeratis, about 40 Ferrari 360 modenas, and a couple hundred mercedes, oh yeah, I also saw the pre-lims to the f1 race in Monaco going on sunday... and to kick it all off, I saw 3 bentleys... ok so what are bentleys you may ask, well, bentleys are hand made cars, everything is done by hand, no machines... the steering wheel, leather, 30 hours of hand stiching in every one!!! these cars are sweet!!! ok, so my mom is casually driving through the rush hour traffic in monaco, pulls out onto a road behind the nicest car I'll probably have seen in my entire life, except if I ever see a mclaren... a Bentley Continental GT, yeah, if you don't know what it is go here -> ... it was nuts... after that we headed over to Italy for dinner, where I had Gnocchi with meat... it was good, eventhough it looked like larvae, mmmm larvae...

so that is the lowdown on me in France.

on another subject, I figured out some more goals for myself in life, while in a traffic jam that took us 3-4 hours to go 12km... that is UBER slow, I even got out and wizzed on a mountain/hill thingy on the side of the road, fun times... BACK TO THE GOALS!!!

disclaimer: I do have other non-retarded goals such as raising a family, and marrying the most amazing woman, and others, but I'm going to spare you the cutesy stuff... oh, and your welcome...

here they are:

Base Jump: alright, just seems cool
Never own a minivan: this one is for you ryan! but I cannot talk for my wife(future)...
Drive a car worth over 100 thousand bucks: that is kinda expensive, and I think it would be nice...
see the huge statue in Brazil...you know the one... yeah, THAT one
Go to New York... oh yeah, I've never been there, but I like the Yankees... go yanks!
this one is just downright hard and cool - do a barrel roll in the air while innertubing behind a boat... and for those of you that don't know this is UBER hard... barrel rolls arer tough, jumping is semi-easy, but combine them? you gotta be nuts!!! good thing I'm Peter Schatzer!!! half ability to do crazy things half the lack of caring to think about the crazy things I do, and the possible consequences of those actions...
streak somewhere semi-public... alright, you know you sorta want to do it too! not at a baseball game or somewhere like that, but also not too wussy that you do it when no one is there in the dark... a good medium...
Jump into water from super high... the highest I've done is like 30 feet, which is weak, so I want to do something high... if you know a place, leave me a note, and we'll be sure to go!
other than that, life is good, still lonely, but whatever life goes on... later ya'll

p.s. leave me a message!

alright, well first of all

I miss you too kara!

alright, now that that is taken care of... I'm going down to the mediterranean for a few days, and then to bourge(middle of france) for about a week, so I probably won't have internet... so yeah. later ya'll talk to ya in a bit.

oh, and if you would... pray that I don't get too lonely here. thanks

alright, so while talking to ryan I was tired, he was tired so, as many of you may see on his blog we got a little distracted on some life goals of mine that are a little weird, and then we talked about shaving and trimming body hair... it was weird, but fun, oh, and lindsay was there too which gave the convo an edge! yeah! she's cool...

ok so some of my weirder goals in my life:
1. roll a car
I'll probably do this one in a few years once I make enough money to buy a crap car, my brother and I would then build a rollcage on it(to be safe)... then go out and roll it.
2. Drive a car over 200 mph
Alright, this one is just cool! how many people can say they have done that? exactly...
3. fly first class
I want to do this at least once in my life... it has to be so cool... business class was kickin, but first class? that's better!
4. go skydiving
Jumping out of a plane, just seems fun.
5. um... get a tattoo
Done, I already have two! and if you haven't seen them, just ask, I'll show them to ya. don't worry, they're both on my right shoulder area.

and this is the one ryan and lindsay thought was crazy/dumb
6. kiss some random girl/woman/lady(what the heck do I call them? anyone? you know... the college 18-24 year old females... please help me...)
alright, when walking through versaille I thought to myself, how random and fun would it be to walk up to a 18-24 yr old female and just kiss her, then walk away... how much fun... she might be a little angry at the time, but she'll laugh about it and tell he friends, I think it would be a rush and just plain fun... I think I might have to do it while I'm here, maybe right before I leave so I don't randomly see them around again... that could be more awkward. let me know your thoughts

oh, and there are new pics up on yafro!
be aware, yafro does have some adult content, but you can block it by choosing block in the upper right hand corner of the window.

So I woke up this morning at the pleasant time of 6:15... ugh, that is early, but whatever, I arose to find that neither of my parents were awake (duh), so I put on some athletic clothing and went for a run. I ran out to the park in front of the eiffel tower, ran underneath the eiffel tower where there were six french guards in cammo uniform holding machine guns, casually talking and walking in the area underneath the eiffel tower... so, I kept running, but as I was passing the second group of guards I thought to myself in all of my genius "why don't I tackle one, steal his gun, shoot the other ones and somehow not get shot." you know, straigh james bond/jackie chan/any other awesome hollywood hero... but then I thought, nah, that sounds a bit extreme, plus, I don't want kill anyone or be chased by the police, although that would have made a great story, lot better than "Looks like england" anyways. after running past the guards underneath the eiffel tower, I ran to Trocodero, which is a huge building with statues and cool stuff like that, pillars, you know the works, I ran up the stairs and around that(it's a half circle thingy)... and then headed back under the eiffel tower and back to our apartment... The whole thing was about 3-3 1/2 miles walked in and took a shower... still no one was up, so I just chilled... a few hours later my parents woke up and my mom made a very good omelette. mmm, so good. now I'm just chillin in our apartment, my parents are trying to figure out a trip for us down to the mediterranean. should be fun. Later ya'll, drop me an e-bomb and I'll hit you back. you know.

to let all of you interested out there

Michelle and I had a nice conversation today, the dtr convo to be exact... and for all of you that don't know, dtr is defining the relationship...

We are not together, not dating, just friends. Which is good since we won't see each other for 3 months and the fact that it would sort of be rushing things if we were... maybe something will happen next year, but maybe not, either way she is a great friend and I feel blessed to have her in my life.

that's it.
bye ya'll

oh, and question for the day.
what do you look forward to the most that will be happening 10 years from now?
ex. marriage, kids, nice cars, etc...

well, this is my 170th post spectacular, it will be long, informative, and there is something special in here for all of you! I will put in intermissions between large thoughts and such for those of you that can only take so much of my horrible writing style and typos. whatever.

well, let's recap the last week or so.

Went and saw Troy, on a sort of triple/quadpule date with some moms and sisters and friends and such... anyways, ryan, lindsay, alex, kara, michelle(spelled the right way, not the way my best friend spels it(do you get it? I spelled spell with only one l! I'm a freakin' genius!))sorry for that, alex's mom, erin, ryan's mom, and katie. after making fun of Orlando's wussy character we headed back to the ever awesome sunset room. we set up the couches to face the tv, we managed to fit six people on the length of ONE couch. how? I dunno, but it was snug, which was cool, because I'm a touchy kinda person, please don't take that wrong. anyways, we watched "So I married an Axe Murderer" which is awesome, "I thought I ordered a large cappucino, HELLO!". awesome. after that alex headed to bed(the loft bed above the couches), ryan, kara, and lindsay went to the hottub. and for those counting, that leaves two people still on the couch, but three in the room. Michelle and I stayed on the couch and spread out because fitting six people on a couch is quite the feat. we ended up talking for quite some time, along with alex still in the room,we were very quiet so that alex could get some sleep, we decided she'd leave around 3:50-4, which happens to be the same time ryan came up to get to sleep. I walked her out to her car, where we talked a little more before saying goodnight.
ok, so for those of you that don't know. Michelle and I are sort of dating. "Why sort of? Peter" well let me make a list.
a. I'm in France
b. By the time I get home, she'll be in San Diego on a 9 week mission trip
c. we never really talked about it

so that is the down low. I like her, she likes me.

***********Intermission*************
Please feel free to grab a snack or take a quick nap before continuing

ok, and still for those who don't know.
Michelle and I met this last semester at WSU. I thought she was very beautiful and awesome, she thought I was a big flirt(why do people always think that? I'm just friendly ;)well, maybe I am sort of a flirt). so anyways, we continued to hang out in groups and sometimes hang out with just each other(nights where no one else is up because we both had crazy sleep schedules). anyways, we became friends, we started talking on the internet(thank you msn messenger), we had some deep conversations about God and other "deep" subjects. This is when I started to like her more and more, she is an awesome person, has understanding of what she believes in and is a strong christian woman. so I talked with a few friends of mine about her, and the one quote that stills sticks out in my mind regarding michelle is from jessica - "Michelle, now there is a woman" that is when I decided to pursue a deeper relationship with michelle, but one small problem. She made a pact with God to not date this last school year. So I had three choices.
1. try and find another girl/lady/woman to pursue that is as cool, smart, and nice as michelle
or
2. Work my "Charm*" or whatever, and date her eventhough she had the pact
or
3. NOT be a stumbling block in her relationship with God and wait until summer or next year to "charm*" or "work my Schatzer magic*".
I think most of you know which one I chose. and if not, #3.
*commenting on my Schatzer magic or charm, it usually goes well at first but I always end up saying something completely horrible, and having the girl either slap me, or throw water all over me(thanks laura, those were goodtimes(great oldies)).
well, getting back to my point, I decided to respect her pact, which led to me calling her this summer and us hanging out. yeah. goodtimes. she's awesome.
oh, and apparently she has liked me for a while also. this is funny, when I am interested in someone I become shy around them and I don't really flirt with them, which is retarded because if I am interested in them I should be MORE flirty, but I'm not. Michelle is the same way, which led to both of us being uncertain about the other one being interested. ah, life is fun, isn't it?(that was rhetorical, don't answer it)

**********intermission***********
this time, do some jumping jacks, run around your house, or maybe go hottubbing then jump in the snow and roll around then get back in the hottub. then lay down or sit for a few minutes to settle down, then continue

I have a new favorite place on a plane, that is right it is no longer the bathroom!
although the bathroom is like its own little apartment, no one else around to bother you, just you and a toilet with a tiny faucet that your hands don't fit under so you always splash onto your pants. ah, the wonderfulness of the airplane bathroom.
"so where is this new favorite place Peter?"
let me tell you.
Business Class.
My mom upgraded my ticket to business class so that I could sit by her(she flies business class thanks to Boeing). "What is so cool about business class? in the bathroom, no one messes with you." well that is true, but in business class, you can put up a "do not disturb" sticker, and no one will mess with you, oh, and the give you a drink BEFORE you take off. What is that? the service is awesome, the seat is cool, it reclines a LOT farther than economy class, and has leg rests, feet rests, lumbar support, and more! Everyone had their personal tv(so did economy class but whatever). getting back to the service, I had 4 cans of Pepsi(maybe 5), 4-6 glasses of orange juice, I was offered wine(because I look uber old) but I'm not 21 so I didn't get it, I had a THREE course meal, yeah, an appetizer, main course, and dessert. ok, now this is getting extreme. oh, I had some mini pretzels too. but they were kinda dumb because the logo said "Mini pretzels" in a circular fashion, then said the exact same thing just in a smaller font in a concentric cicle, dumb.

Another strike of genuis by United Airlines. They hand out napkins with each drink, and I was so bored that I decided to read it.
It read:
"Our flight attendants can speak over 30 languages and dialects.

Chances are, they speak yours."

most of you might think, "Well that is nice, then they will be able to communicate with everyone."
I(and maybe a select few of you thought) "That is retarded, they only wrote that in english, and if you can read that much of english, you are fluent enough to just speak english. They should write that in a bunch of different languages, not in english."

yeah, I found that humorous. Another thing, they were playing movies the whole time, so I caught 2 and a half of them, along with about 6 cds and read about 2-3 books of the bible. I finished ezra, read all of romans, then skimmed over some more of the new testament. I also read about 30 pages in the davinci code. I got about 30-40 minutes of sleep on the flight, my mom got about 3-4 hours.

*************intermission*************
this time, go and kiss someone or something special to you, and if they ask what that was for say "a friend of mine reminded me of a blessing in my life"

We got into Paris after 8-10 hours on the plane. My dad was there to welcome us home, he looked like he was trying out for survivor or was tom hanks in castaway. He said it was because his barber(aka my mom) wasn't in town, which she thought was cute. I wish I got more of that smoothness, I'm pretty sure Levi got most of it though. So we drove back to Paris and went by the Arc de Triomph(sp?) and drove by the eiffel tower, it was weird to drive by such things and have it be normal. yeah, this is where my parents are living for the next two years. weird. we then got to my parents apartment, where we found the smallest elevator I have ever ridden. seriously tiny, I barely fit in with my bag and a large suitcase. plus, when I stepped onto it, it lowered about an inch or more, which made me feel safe. We then got up to the 3/4 bedroom 2 bath apartment(you can see it on the link on the sidebar) it is nice.

want to know something weird? well, I'm going to tell you anyways! People here? speak in French, but not only that, they speak super fast, which is fun. another thing, almost everyone is skinny, I feel huge here, so I'm going to work on shedding a few pounds during my six week stay here. I dropped 10 pounds during the schoolyear, and maybe I can drop another 5-10 while I'm here. get that six pack to really show! oh! so my dad and I went for a walk around our neighborhood(which is really nice), we went to market(a long street with a bunch of different shops for whatever you want on it), then over to the park which is open to the eiffel tower(two-three blocks away). we then went and got some crepes made in front of us, which were bomb and filling. I also bought a coke, ah coke.

I decided that I wanted some more coke, so I walked down to the supermache or supermarket in english for those of you that don't understand French. I bought some 1.5 litres of coke.(I have a pic of them, but blogger is being dumb and it won't show up)

That's right! "Can I get a litre o' cola?" NO! that is wussy, here in France we must make everything annoying and confusing as poosible, what is something that people will never expect? 1.5 litre bottles of coke! ah, goodtimes.
oh, also our washing machine is crazy, it spins pretty darn fast, but the funnier thing is, it makes noises like an aiplane engine warming up, it's pretty cool. maybe a little annoying, but cool nonetheless.

well, that was the 170th post spectacular, and if you got only one thing out of it, I never used a single ellipse. that was for you kara. oh, and if I accidentally did, let me know, so that I can change it, but I don't think I did. this post took 3 cds to type and yeah. oh. it is also 2:30 in the afternoon here right now, but 5 in the morning there. weird. later everybody. miss you all, especially a select few, are you one of them?

well I just packed and I'm about ready to leave... so I must say goodbye to everyone...

"Goodbye"

oh, and hopefully I'll get to see you when I get back in a month and a half...

if you would like to get a hold of me, or just want to talk, write me an e-mail... I'll try and write back...

well, goodbye everyone, the time has come for me to pack my computer, so I will, and after that, I prolly won't update this thing very often until the middle of July... goodbye yall, and I will surely miss you all this summer... late

well this blog again will be different, but not the same as the different ones before... if that makes sense... anyways, so I'm sorta sick (I don't really allow myself to get sick, but today I haven't really done anything, except for ONE thing... I believe I totally Aced my Math Final, which was a huge blessing... other than that, I've almost fallen asleep 3 times, had to put a sweatshirt on twice, and just laid in my room for most of the day...

Brandon has been gone for a few hours, and it is weird... he's usually here, but he's gone, and he didn't tell me where he went... weird... oh! and alsothat crying thing in the last post... I just finished watching John Q...and that was a great movie... kinda sad, that is why I almost cried... yeah...

oh, and today I was thinking... crazy huh?... nothing deep, I was thinking of Studly people (famous people)...
first on the list - Hugh Jackman... just look at his roles... Wolverine!... alright, I could just stop there because that role alone makes you a stud... Van Helsing... I'm not even going to say more...
Brad Pitt... he's a stud for movies such as Meet Joe Black, Fight club, and Ocean's Eleven... not to mention Spy Game, Snatch, the mexican... well we can forget that one... and to finalize his Studliness... Seven... not only does he have awesome roles, but every girl/woman/lady in the world wishes they had him... Stud...
Russell Crow... if for only one movie - gladiator...enough said
Vin Diesel in Pitch Black... just look at his eyes in that movie... and if you haven't seen it and think I'm gay for saying that, you are wrong, I like women, watch the movie...
Old School The Rock... the new rock sucks, but the old "I'll whoop your candy a$$!!!" rock was awesome... you know what I'm talking about...
A.C. Slater... although he didn't get kelly, he was a stud, and every son watching that show wanted to have his muscles... stud...
Denzel Washington... enough said... he's a stud, and everybody loves him... admit it!
Hugh Grant... I had to put him on there... although almsot all of his movies include julia roberts and are about the love(or lack there of) between them, he still pulls off the stud... somehow...
Louis Stevens... alright, his real name is Shia LeBouf, but he's only a stud as Louis... although the disney channel isn't the place you would go looking for a stud... there he is!... if you don't know who he is... watch Even Stevens on the Disney channel... he's really weird an quirky, but he's a good guy at heart... a lot like me growing up, and everyone knows I'm a stud (or at least was)... therefore he's a stud...
Adam Brody... another guy I seem to be a lot like(or so I've been told ;)...) except the jewish thing, I don't have any in my family... back to the studliness, yeah, always cracking jokes, and making people feel comfortable, plus although he's a dork, all the girls want him (we differ there, but whatever :D)... STUD
and last, but certainly not least, well maybe least because he's a cartoon, but
Aladdin... "gotta eat to live, Gotta steal to eat"... you know... he always knew how to get away from those guards(unless he had jasmine with him)... plus, he had a monkey... how Studly is that?... although he did lie throughout almost the entire movie... he was able to pull off everything, including getting Jafar to become a genie and get stuck in a lamp... stud.

yeah... that was different than other blog entries right? well whatever...

when you think of a stud, who comes to your mind?

well that title is in regards to my life right now... everything is happening so quickly, yet it seems like I'm not doing anything... does that make sense? A buttload of stuff is happening in my life, but I'm not really in charge of any of it... I'm doing my best to keep clarity in decisions and thoughts I'm making and having...

whatever... alright, so... I've now successfully screwed my chances at having a normal sleep schedule... I pulled an all nighter last night... and went to my Computer Science final... which took me a whopping 20 minutes!!! I was dreading this final because I never go to the lecture half of this class... I go to the lab, and just learn it all from there... the final was super easy... I believe I'm going to end up with a B in that class... I have two more finals... Math and Biology... I need to study for both... more for bio since I NEVER go to that class... I have an A in it so far... so whatever... Math I need to worry about a little more... I have a C in it right now, and I need to bring it up... oh... back to my day... after finishing my final I ate breakfast, came home and slept for 10 hours!!! I woke up around 7:20 p.m. and started my day... oh, and if you don't know... it's 7:14 a.m. now and I haven't slept again... it's kinda weird, but kinda nice since I get quiet... no one is being loud in the halls, no one randomly walks in my room... this is Peter time... and I like it... some self searching, and some thoughts...

My main thought as of recent...
How Blessed I have been in my life... I come from a great and loving family... I am athletic... I am smart... I learn easily... My family has money... I have awesome friends... I bring happiness into people's lives... and the thing I am blessed most by... I recognize and act upon the love Jesus has lavished upon me...

Jeez, I'm almost crying... almost... don't worry, no actual tears fell... :D...

I want to make an offer to anyone reading this... if there is anything I can do for you... let me know... and I'll see what I can do... I'm here for you... I may know you, I may not... God has blessed me with many great qualities, and I would like to use them for good, so let me know if there is anything I can do...

question for the day:
what are a few things you feel blessed for?

finals are taking their toll on me right about now... and it is MONDAY of finals week!... well it is 5:45 a.m. and I have a final in just over two hours... I decided that if I went to bed around 1 that I wouldn't wake up until AFTER my final... so I decided on the best option... stay up all night and study, and do other odd stuff, such as this... so I'll go to my final in (it's now 6:18... a friend came by, and I talked to her, while dancing and singing along to fun music in the hallway in my boxer-briefs at 6 a.m.... random, but goodtimes... )... so to continue my thought... I'll go to my final in a hour and a half... finish it, then come back and sleep all day... I have nothing tuesday... so that will be nice... a final on wednesday at 10 a.m. which I should be able to get some sleep for... should... then nothing thursday... then a final friday morn at 8... yeah, but after that one, I'm officially on summer break... ah... no class...

my thoughts have turned for the better on the summer situation... God gave me some clarity of thought... and now I'm excited for the adventure that will be this summer...

well I'm going to go study some more... maybe dance some more in my boxer-briefs... maybe walk down to starbucks and buy a coffee... on second thought... nah... I'll just go with good ol' water... late

question of the day, that people obviously like answering considering the overload of comments(notice the sarcasm? no? well you should!)
What is the longest time you have gone without sleep within the last year?

Well, I'm kinda sad to admit this... actually no I'm not...

I had money, and it burned a hole in my pocket, so I had to buy something... and I had to spend some money... here is a list of stuff I ALMOST bought...

a new xbox, because mine is dumb
a playstation one with a feew games
a gamecube with 4 games
a few games for my xbox
shirts
swimtrunks

I almost bought those at one time or another... but I started thinking... I'm going to be gone for a month and a half... I'd have to put it in storage, and by the time I get back, most of those will be less expensive... I can wait... then I thought about what I could buy that I could bring to France... alright... obviously shirts and swimtrunks could go to France... but I already have some new swimtunks and a buttload of shirts... actually 60 to be exact... I just counted... that is crazy!... but most of them are old or crappy in some way... and by most I mean about half... the other half I wear... oh, and if you know me, you know I cange clothes about 3-4 times a day... sometimes less depending or sometimes more... duh... sorry, I got a little offtrack... alright, so what can I bring to France that I can enjoy and spend a decent amount of money on??? my new favorite thing! SHOES!

I just bought these oakley shoes for(as you can see) 90 bucks!... these are by far the most expensive shoes I've ever bought... but they also are by FAR the most comfortable shoes I have... not even the American Eagle shoes I have compare to these... and that is a statement...

alright... so after I bought those, and was feeling kinda bad for spending that much on shoes... I went and bought myself an Orange Julius... then I felt better... mmm... orange julius... yeah, so that is what I did today... oh, and if you are reading this parents... I spent my money on it, not yours no worries... and if you are wondering where I got money... don't worry about it... you know what digging gets you? dirty... :D late

What is the most money you've spent on shoes?

here's the low-down... I've listened to "Ocean Avenue" by Yellowcard, about 8 times today, and I listened to it a shocking 23 times yesterday... and so there is only one question to ask..."if you cross a chipmunk and a caterpillar, do you get a chiperpillar?"... well maybe there is more than just one question... such as "Am I addicted to that song?" "is that bad?"... well whatever, I love that song and I'll continue to listen to it for days to come...

What is your fav. song right now? what about of all time?

well thank you all again for all of your comments (written and spoken)... so what have you been up to since your last entry peter? well, a lot actually... I've done a buttload of homework(for me at least)... and I've been studying(oh my gosh!)... I have three finals which I feel ready for two of them for... the third is on friday and I'll get ready by then... and if not... oh well, I'm pretty sure that if I don't take the final I'll pass... isn't that sad? I don't even GO to that class, much less care... but I'll study for it and take it, and try to do well... well other than studying I've been trying to keep up on my social life... but since I had homework to do, and I just had a lot of things to do, I can't handle people... people are pissing me off over very dumb things... and if I have done that to anyone, I am sorry... so yeah...

I'm chillin in my room and sitting in front of my computer, either checking blogs, or IMing... or watching tv... or playing x-box(which is being real dumb... won't read discs that I have)... I almost bought a new one today, but I'm poor, and I'm thinking the little money I do have can be spent in another place better... like old navy... or buying some shoes...

I also started packing for summer... this includes ONE bag... alright, unless you include a backpack, but I don't... ONE bag!!! that is nuts!... so I have 7 pairs of shorts and pants(combined)... 12 shirts... 12 boxer briefs... 4 jackets... 3 belts... 2 over shirts... and I haven't allocated socks or shoes yet... that is to come... I hope I have enough room for everything in my bag... if not... I'm carrying less stuff...

yeah, so this summer should be fun... few clothes and in a different country that doesn't speak my language for a month and a half... only to come home to the westside for a week or two, then coming over here to finish the paperwork for my house and then moving in... and I'll be living here after that, probably working, and soaking up the over 100 degree weather... but by that time I should have a car, a house, and all my clothes...

oh, and one last tidbit of random information... on this trip I should get to go to at least ONE country I've never been to!... DENMARK!... I'm supposedly having layover there from my plane trip... should be fun... I also might be able to talk my mom into letting me go to Germany, luxembourg, spain, italy, and whatever other countries are on that half of the planet...

alright, well I'm going to stop getting my hopes up so that I'm not discouraged if I don't make it to those countries... I still have the rest of my life... and I plan on traveling some... seeing china and japan... maybe russia... maybe africa... maybe south america... I don't know about all the super warm tropical places because I don't like bugs and reptiles and such... yeah... Peter is afraid of poisonous stuff... even spiders and snakes give me the willies (even garder snakes and normal spiders... buah)...

well with all that said... you now know a little more about my life, and you know a fear of mine... I have a few more, but I won't tell you them... at least not right now. gnite everyone...

oh! I'm going to put something on the bottom of Blog entries(when I remember)...

QUESTION!!!
If you could go anywhere in the southern hemisphere... where would it be?