Laughed Until We Cried

I don't know why I'm making all of these depressing posts, but its lunchtime and I'm listening to "Laughed Until We Cried" by Jason Aldean. The song that just is an assortment of memories.

Goin’ through my closet the other day
I found an old yearbook
Flipped right to the page of that senior trip
Down there on that Panama strip
We all started yellin’ when we smelled the beach
Couldn't wait to try our fake I.D.’s
We only had a few days
And a whole lot of memories to make

Oh man we were livin’
Didn't waste one minute
We talked and drank and danced and said goodbye
We laughed until we cried




Well the bell is about to ring so I will say farewell. I do have a verse that I will share with you tonight because I found it today and I just feel like sharing. You know I just want people like me (if there are any thinking anything similar to my thoughts) that God is there and it will all go according to his will. In addition I talked with Lindsay Bean last night and found out about the whole free will vs. God's will decision. Her opinion was interesting so we will see how you respond. So long.
---- The Walking Man

Why do you go to college?

So this is the most pertinent question to most of us today, why do we go to college? Education is clearly a privilege, but most of us feel obligated to go to college as soon as we graduate high school. Do we just go with the norm of society and think that everyone goes to college so its stupid  not to. But why is it stupid not to go? Other than the blatant fact that you don't get the same education, why why why do you go to college if it just costs you tons of money?

Most people say money. They go to college so they can make money and support a family and be rich and successful, which we associate with money and fame and glory. I have no problem with that. So long as you recognize that those things came from the ultimate God who creates and gives and takes away. Going to college has little effect on what God's plan is for you. Right there is another point that i mean to make in this post. People pray and say, "God let your will be done in choosing the right college" and the choices are between say auburn and alabama. And I choose Alabama (I had to just to show that this is just an example ah) and say God is leading me there. Well whether I went to Alabama or Auburn, I was doing God's will either way. No matter what choices I make, despite the fact that I make those choices, nothing I do is out of God's will for me. If I choose red over blue God willed that to happen and if I choose blue over red God willed that to happen to and if i think God is pointing me to red so I choose blue, He willed for me to think that and change my mind. NONE OF US EVER LEAVE GOD'S WILL. I bring this up because God determines why you think you want to go to college, He knows what is best for you, to not go to college or to go to college it does not matter either way. The reasons I go, everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, is under God's will.

So let me tell you why I go to college. I go to college to travel the world. I want to travel, but I also want to share The Word. I don't necessarily feel led to be a direct missionary, but I know that I've been led to travel. I can't stay in one place for too long, I just can't keep friend, and I know that God has prepared me for the life of travel. Be it as an engineer or a missionary or a civil waste engineer (janitor ha) I feel led to travel and share with the world the Word that he has provided to us. So i go to college to spread the word, to make an impact, to leave a foot-print for Him, not for me. That is what this is all about, the blog title is the path designed by him. He wills everything on this path to happen, and I want to show that to the world, I want to bring the Word to all the nations. I may not even travel outside the US again, I may end up in New York or Virginia or California or Russia, it doesn't matter to me so long as I can glorify Him and Him alone.
---- The Walking Man

It won't be like this for long. & Do you remember when? Ah-we-used-to-sing shalalalalalalalatida.

(Pictures of history to come.) So on my way home tonight from dropping off haylee and margaret, i heard the song it won't be like this for long by darius rucker i believe. Although it described the growing up of a daughter and the times he has with her, I feel like I can relate this in the same way to all of us. I was thinking on my way home tonight that this time next year I will be leaving a college football game or sitting at home typing a paper or something, probably the latter, but either way, I (unless I end up at Auburn, which might happen) will be far away. There isn't much to say about that, but I will be alone. I won't be able to drive over to your house and say hello, I can't meet you at the game or go to the dance with you. I won't see you for very long periods of time. I will be living on my own (or with a roomie ha) but I will be paying bills, thinking about the long road ahead of me and the long road I've already traveled.

Do you remember how we were kids in elementary school dreaming about college, playing house, and grown ups? We used to think it would be so cool just to be able to go through it and be the adults and make our own rules. It was so far into the distant future I never thought about it. I can still remember playing soccer in the courtyard of my elementary school. I having acorn fights under the oak tree. Searching for crawfish in the creek. Playing swingball, a game of our own creation. The fair at our school. The talent show. I see the yearbooks. I look back at the volleyball games I attended. I remember starting to play soccer. My first goal. My first game. I remember my first time to play football I watched practice from afar because i didnt have my equipment and was too scared to go up and talk to the coach.

Then middle school came along. I was in North Carolina. My mom was teaching first grade. I was in Mrs. Hamo's class, one of three for the 6th grade. I did swim team. I climbed up the tree to see the soccer games. I could bike to and from school. Then I remember going to a public school.  My mom quit her job at the school so we went to Salem Middle. I still never thought about college and I left that first middle school after the first nine weeks to move down here to Birmingham. Their classes were more unique, but down here they were more specialized for people. I met the math team. I still never thought about college. It was still all about going through, getting by. I played soccer and ran and ran and ran. I played football. Its funny because my life at school never really changed much. I went to Briarwood for the first time when i came down here and accepted Jesus directly into my heart knowingly in 8th grade.

High school comes around and people start talking about college. I got time, but boy did those years fly. I can't quite distinguish my freshman and sophomore years very well anymore and my junior year is losing its focus as well, but I know that junior year is when I really began to grow with the Lord. I still wasn't homed in on college until my junior year when ACT and PSAT and other tests with various acronyms came into the picture. I don't know what to say. It came upon me. Never in a million years could I have told you anywhere near where I am right now back then. I've developed so much over the years as we all have.

I just want you to stop and think about your life. I remember swimming in that neighborhood pool the day school got out. I can describe to you how it felt seeing that fresh but wild bermuda grass shining green in contrast with the bright sun on a bright blue clear sky. My next door neighbor's house was slightly higher, a direct drive in from the entrance way into the neighborhood. This entrance-way hosted the pool and the tennis courts, behind which we had built a fort in the woods. The pool was fairly sized, but it had a nice patio addition on the end of it made of wood. I ran down the street to the pool asked my mom the combination to get in, and threw my goggles on before jumping into that wonderful cool blue water. Life was great. I never worried about a thing, and my mom probably didn't either, my dad had been in Boston for a while still. I remember so much from that little neighborhood, but I cannot describe it all to you, you would get bored while I exhilarate myself with these memories that bring back the most wonderful feelings of innocence and happiness. Of ignorance and freedom.

Now I'm 17 and college-bound in less than a year. In 9 months my goal is to be moving or having been moved into duke. I will be single which is another thing that I never thought about. But think about it. As kids we played house and pretended like we were adults all the time. I can still visualize the house that I would punch the plastic windows out of for fun and then carry it into my treehouse. Now its actually happening, although the only problem we encounter is that its not as entirely free and easy and happy-go-lucky as we had hoped and dreamed. I have no money going into college except what I can get from working this year. Guys its going by fast, and we cannot slow it down. Its a train thats got momentum and its pulling us apart. We gotta stay together because I want to cry when I think of losing you guys. It makes every dream to make a difference and have a voice in the world and leave a print, it makes all of that go away. I want to stay with you guys forever. I don't have anything else to say. You guys are the fire that keep me driving on and the main part of my flesh and blood. So i do have more to say. I love you. All of you. Some in different ways than others but I love you all, and thinking about being away from you guys this time next year just makes me feel this gut-wrenching sense of loss. It just kills me. I don't know what else to say so I will stop now before I embarrass myself. Those thoughts were all triggered by that one song and I was so scared I would lose them before I had a chance to write them down. So long now. There just is nothing I can do but wait and pray for the best and the Lord to lead me (we still need to finish that talk rebecca) Ha. Bye.
---- The Walking Man

Leo

Leo posted that picture of cat.... not me....---- The Walking Man

Firday night at Leo's

homeade blast furnace... it actually worked out quite well until the concrete blocks cracked haha.

Pumpkins on fire.

all in all... it was a fun night haha

---- The Walking Man

:D

---- The Walking Man

Homecoming

So a lot of you may want to know how homecoming went so hey guess what I'm gonna blog about it for fun. So we met took pictures ate dinner and had like 30 minutes before the dance so you know what we did? We went to the galleria and rode the carousel.

It was bookoos of fun ha it was me anna, megan stevens, and george... mclfy. ha Well yeah so it was fun then we went to the dance and the we went to Yogurt Mountain for fun and i was fun.

so i met some new people had some new fun, but i dont know it was interesting. Go listen to the new zac brown album but there is just so much i wanna say that i cant here so goodbye.
---- The Walking Man

check this out.

Prezi- a new form of presentation.
still working on adding in some music but check it out.
---- The Walking Man

BEST Robotics

So this past weekend we had a competition that accumulated over a period of 6 weeks. We spend six weeks designing a robot and a table display that would represent our school and efforts. The robot came in second and was the most epic final rounds i have ever been in. The table display was a portion of the BEST award, which is determined by the notebook, display, presentation, and spirit and sportsmanship. We came in first in spirit, I believe, we painted up and screamed our lungs out, and first in notebook. The other few we came in second or somewhere high up because we won the overall BEST award.

Then comes Sunday. I had to drive all the way down to Auburn pretty much by myself in order to play in a soccer game that I really shouldn't have played in. I harmed my foot, but I got a pretty amazing picture on the way back.

Its not the best picture, mainly because its from my phone, but I thought it was pretty good. The game didn't go too well, but the drive was ok. I almost didn't make it home ha I was running low on gas but i found a gas station with like ten miles to go praise the Lord! Then Monday Leo and I hung out and did some math and chemistry and then we worked on his jeep from about 4-530:

and 8-1030:

and all we succeeded in doing was causing Leo to have to buy new studs and gear pistons and Scottie ended up blowing like thirty fuses HAHA.

---- The Walking Man

October 4 2010

So monday was my birthday. Not much to celebrate I guess. I turned 17 at exactly 2:13. It really wasn't much special. It was just another day in the life of Michael Nakayama I guess haha. Its been a long 17 years. I've been through more than alot, but less than most. I don't know. There really isn't much to say about his whole ordeal so I don't know. But right now I'm watching Spiderman. The first one I find is the best. I have to watch it for English cause we are going over heroes. So much fun I think haha its great. I have an excuse to watch movies all the time now.

Spiderman is born when he is bitten by the spider its an exceptional story. He becomes an extremely powerful character who saves lives. Ok so yeah basically I'm tired of this and I don't really have much to write about that has anything to do with anything but since that is the case I think that for the next few cases I will be talking a few more political issues so so long.
---- The Walking Man

Alone

Alone. This world is full of people, all of them are alone. This world has been shrunken (if thats the word) down to the space that separates two minds. Globalization has led to people being closer and closer together thanks to technology. So every one of us is closer and closer together, through phones and email and texting and junk. The weirdest thing happens though. Despite the fact that we are closer through this technology, we are still further apart. We get connected through things like texting but we get more reliant on them and we become less apt at talking in person. We are less able to communicate our feelings, to talk openly with one another. Instead of telling people my thoughts about everything, I have to make one gneral statement over a blog, that is impossible to dictate emotion with. We are separated from each other by a wall far greater than anything we ever had before. We cannot fight this separation. WE cannot fight technology. We have to adapt. But we have to adapt in a way that allows us to keep our communication form. We must, MUST, keep our ideas and our free speech. The constriction of our speech through technology is a action that we cannot fight, but must adapt with. Thus, I find that we are alone, but we have to learn to communicate. Remain together. But you are alone.
---- The Walking Man