Thursday, January 9, 2014

A tourist inside me.

Here we are. This is it. Since day one we have been talking about this post and what we were going to say and how we were going to reveal ourselves to one another.
I am here to tell you that we are all tourists in some manner. Whether it be in academics, athletics, or in life's everyday journeys. 

ON MY MIND.

Our planet is being over taken by a stupid thing called, SOCIAL MEDIA.
I have to be up in less than 5 hours.
No one likes Wrestling.
Im going to miss this class.
#ConfessionTweet I spent more time working on this class than any of my other classes.
#CT I am in love with my journal.
#CT I still have my risk pad from sophomore year.
I hope they call me on a mission.
My knee hurts.
I have two finals tomorrow and I am not studying for them because,
1. I'm to tired
2. IDGAS. (I don't give a shiz.)
3. I'd rather be doing my creative writing home work than any other home work I have.

Where was I?

I was saying… 









I am Cole Johnson.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

How to crash a party in 5 steps.

(Ask any Junior football player at Lone Peak High School.)

Step 1: Locate a party.
Step 2: Get some friends.
Step 3: Dress up different than normal.
Step 4: Show up.
Step 5: GO CRAZY.





Monday, November 11, 2013

Try something new... For once.

Harlem Shake??

Try something new.

Go for it...



Be yourself. "Who cares you will be dead in 80 years."
             -Kyle Nelson

Sunday, November 3, 2013

For You.







It's currently 1:43 in the morning and I'm still up thinking about you. I think of the time and the 1 represents I, the 4 represents LOVE, and the 3 represents YOU. I think of our first kiss we had less than 3 hours ago and I want you here. I replay it over and over in my head and act it out as if it is  happening again. I'm up all night thinking about you and I can't sleep...

Im thinking about you like books think about pages, like pages think about turning, like fires think about burning, like Harvard think about learning...
Im thinking about you like backs think about scratching, like doors think about squeaking, like a teenage boy thinks about squeaking... In front of his dream girl.
Im thinking about you like lungs think about breathing, like pictures think about painting like, seizures think about fainting. 

Im thinking about you like crazy and I cant stop...

I start to wonder if you think about me like I think about you. I think about you more than you could ever imagine. Do you think about me?

I'm thinking about you like hearts think about beating and heaters think about heating. Wow, I'm hot. No you are. You're hot. 
Im thinking about you like B. E. A. U. thinks about T. I. F. U. L. Because thats what you are to me. I'm thinking about you like your first name thinks about my last name.
Im thinking about you like the moon thinks about walking, like moon + walking thinks about Michael Jackson, like Michael Jackson things about his song, "Hold My Hand." Dang girl, I can almost feel your hand interlocking with mine.

It's now 7 a.m. and my alarm goes off. I have been up all night with one thing on my mind and that's you. If I happened to fall asleep I was dreaming of you. 

You.
You.
You. 
You.

Everything I do is for YOU...


Thursday, October 31, 2013

I wish I could...

I wish I could...
FLY.
Play the piano.
Go on a date with a Celebrity: Carrie Underwood, Beyonce, Julian Huff.
I wish I could...
SING.
Never grow up.
Make money while sleeping.
I wish I could...
Write.
Travel the world.
Make my blog as good as Devastated Daisey's.
I wish I could...
Be invisible
Be Superman
Be Batman
Be Spiderman
Be a Super hero
Be a Hero. I am a hero. Wait am I?
I wish I could...
Be you.