You know what? Getting Christian advice for my problem from someone else who is surviving the situation is the best thing I could've ever done.

I'm ready to start the fight.

And I won't give up this time.

Danny

OKay so drew a couple of pictures lately, and here they are.

This is Jessica in human and Superhero form:

And then here is a picture of some dashing-ly handsome black man(I wonder who he is) holding Grace in some kind of Balcony-Garden:

And in case you need a closer look:

Whoa nelly, pencil lead doesn't look good on camera!

But anyways.

There you have it. Danny's latest Artworks.

Danny

I watched Sky High today. Really good movie. The DVD skipped a couple of times though.

I think I may be into this thing with Grace more than I realize. I mean, it's bad when you get really depressed when you look at all the storms going on, and think of some special person and almost cry because you may never see them again. Especially when it's someone you barely know barely talked to.

But anyways.The only thing holding me back is me.

And that's hard on a brotha to know.

So anyways, I'm taking the ACT next saturday, and I haven't reviewed or anything.

Danny

There's this Live Action show called Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon that I looked up on YouTube. I'm telling ya, I was hooked on all 49 episodes. I almost cried at the end...

It's basically taking the Cartoon Sailormoon (which was originally Japanese) and using Real people as the Sailor Soldiers (Japanese women). It's very different from the cartoon, so if you like Sailormoon then maybe you should look it up!

I hate it when things end. Whether if it's video games, or TV series or whatever. I don't like being sad. And of course, it's ALWAYS sad.

I mean look at Phantom of the Opera. Both the Phantom and Raoul lose the person they love. Plus, the Phantom never gets the chance to truly be with someone.

Look at The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air! The family separates, going to different places in their lives.

Same as in Boy Meets World! Everyone splits up and moves on.

Cheers! Well...I haven't watched any episodes of Cheers, but just watching the Title Song makes me sad.

It's like when a show ends, we close off a part of our lives in which we were able to find happiness for short period of time.

It's like the show is someone who dies. Someone who made you laugh, made you inspired, made you angry, made you cry. And now it's over.

But I guess that's a part of growing up.

Maybe the reason parents want us as young'uns to stop watching so much TV is because we get hooked into people Fantasy lives, and when we finally get out, it's hurts.

...

...

Neh. That can't be the reason.

Well I tried.

Danny

Practiced today.

One of my keys is messed up. Along with my playing.

Practice, practice, practice- says Mr. Lawson.

Saw a guy at O'Charleys who looks EXACTLY like Chris Lawson except shorter, and has brown hair. He even had the same Chin hair.

Happy Birthday Megan McDonald!

Creating a comic. Starring Jessica and Me.

Had a dream I was shot in the head.

Summer is boring. Now begins the Second week.

Need to steal a rifle from the Guard room. It'll give me something to do.

Happy Memorial Day tomorrow.

J'adore Grace.

Boy do I need to brush up on my French.

Danny

I LANDED MY FIRST QUAD TODAY!

3x and I got it on videocamera!

We had section leader workshops today, and I think I'm gonna be the only clarinet section leader. Which is good and bad. I think that I am ready though.

We watched the Blue Devils perform the show we are gonna do for marching season, and it was completely awesome. Well....actually, I was mostly watching the guard.

I wanna be on a guard. And I plan to be on one. As quickly as possible. The bad part is, if I hurt myself (like a broken finger or something) then it's gonna affect my clarinet playing. Which will be bad.

I need a singing teacher. Maybe I should take Erin's offer...

Congrats on our new drum major: Emily Hall. I was rootin' for you since day one.

Marching band is gonna be fun: heat, the people, the music, going shirtless, having fun.

Danny

Got MY PERMIT! Finally...

Saw Jake Thomas at the Driving Station. Man, I haven't seen him in like a year and a half.

It's hard to let go of people when they don't say good-bye. I mean, friends mean a lot to me, and for them to just walk out of my life like they didn't know me hurts my heart more that I can describe.

I mean like most of the seniors in band. None of them said a word besides Erin. It's like no one cares. IF they cared, wouldn't they at least make a Will and Testament?

For those of you who don't know, that's where the seniors in band write down memories and final words for the band members. Apparently, no one besides Erin, Leah, and Becky cared that they were leaving people behind. Everyone else didn't make one or just wrote to other seniors.

Is that fair to those of us who truly loved those seniors? I don't think so.

Say Good-bye.

I'll miss you either way.

Danny

Here is a picture of the Flowers I gave Grace.

Best plan I could think of. It worked out so well.

I walked up to the table where she and three other people were playing cards, gave her the roses, she said "Aww Thanks Danny!" and I said "You're Welcome" and I walked off.

No note. No card. No speech. But it had the best effect.

One of the girls said, "That is so sweet!" as I walked off and I proudly smiled.

Pretty sure she walked around for the rest of the day with the roses.

Mission: Impress Grace.

Mission Accomplished

Danny

My words will come from the heart.

And that's the best gift I think that I can give you.

Danny

So...I didn't get to go to JazzFest. And I'm upset about it.

I was supposed to see some girl I like there...

Is it odd to like someone when you told know very much about them?

I mean sure I know things ABOUT her, but I don't truly KNOW her.

And when I know that she likes someone else, it doesn't help. Especially when I know he doesn't like her like that. And besides the fact that she trusted me not to tell anyone and I did.

I broke my first promise to her...

Though it's not a humongous deal, I feel so untrustworthy now.

I had planned to get a piano piece in a good enough condition to sing to her/with her, but now I know that her sister is sings the same song for the Talent Show, and I want to be original. So scratch that plan.

So many ideas of a possible future with her, but she doesn't even know what she means to me.

Danny

Drew a couple of pictures lately:

Me:

and Aysha:

Spring Break. I'm gonna hate this. I guess I will practice my clarinet the entire day so I won't feel so lazy.

Danny

So...yeah. Didn't make Governor's School.

I made alternate, though.

I will just have to practice enough to make sure that if I DO make it, by some miracle, I will do really well.

Danny

Last night, I was taking the trash out, and singing a song. then I look at the stars because stars are amazing things. God put them there to light the night. Anyways, I look at the sky and what quickly passes aross my view? A shooting star of course.

What could be better?

"S.W. also has someone else,

This seems like a pattern, and apparently it fortells...

I am deemed single for a while at least,

Orion guide me, because all is not well.

RayMan

Poetry is fear,

Following this trail of tears,

Grace is another man's

I can all but cover my ears,

They are like a flock of geese,

One is hurt and the other guides him to peace,

I've been broken for a while,

But does this evil choose to release?

All I can be is glad,

that she found someone who's not at all bad,

Just wanted her to smile,

And for good times to be had.

S.W., I need you now,

Let me enter the dance and bow,

I CAN be happy,

....I just don't know how...."

"Poetry is a flaw,

The common man's guffaw,

The truth you vainly seek,

Hides beneath the crow caw.

An angel's blessing of which I wish to claim,

The power of love to send my heart a-flame.

A pureness that I deem myself unworthy to feel,

Drowns my souls and revives it the same.

Musical quality of an inperfect tune,

Your tears glisten underneath the moon,

Futile effort of a broken dream,

Where the dish ran away with the spoon."

And that basically sums up life.

Danny