Ahh, I got my internet back, which is great.

So much has happened since I lost it, but lets hope those things do not happen again, and we learn to solve our problems better.  I will certainly try anything it takes to do so.  You are who I love, Noone Else, thus, you will get my full attention and love.  You are SumSum, you Deserve it!

and I thought these were some cool pictures of me... 

Enjoy.

So, I bought a new camera today  A Cannon Powershot SD750  And as it was night, I thought I would take a few night pictures to test it out, so I went to only the coolest place I could find, the Old Michigan State Hospital.  Most of these shots I could not see exactly what I was taking, the camera just appeared black. Here are my shots:

I liked the look of this old gate though it is a shame the background building did not show up, my flash was not bright enough.

A Funeral Home  (Not part of the State Hospital)

A Temple (Oldest continually operating one in Michigan, not on the State Land)

This old porch, I didnt really know what I was taking, until I took the shot, but it makes you wonder how it all looked when it was originally built.

These are fenced off porches, something common in this Hospital.  I would imagine they would let the patients out on the porch, but the fences kept them from jumping.

I just thought this tower was cool.  They are either Hexigon shaped, or Rounded  (see below)

Boarded Up Doors

Someones Blood on the Wall!?!?!?!  Yeah, I could not see in the door I was taking a shot into, but when I took it, there was these red marks  (probably paint), but it was quite a shocker to see it in my picture, even though I didnt know it was there.

Old Crime Scene...  that is what this certainly looks like!

Ancient Windows.  I thought the stonework around these windows were the best of all the buildings.

A Ghost! (See the Orb?)  I actually took this shot because of the tree shadows,without flash.  I thought it turned out good.  Not sure what the orb is...  It cannot be a reflection of anything, because it is on on the glass, so who knows!

Not a Good Shot

Looking Straight Up

Vines on Walls

My House

I will admit it is a bit creepy being in this place at midnight, but still it was a lot of calm.  Mostly you can smell fresh paint, as they are repairing the old Insane Asylum into new Condo's and Shops...  Yeah, those will be haunted!!!!

Yeah, I am a bit strange, but I was thinking about the Pied Piper today, one of my favourite Fairy Tales.  Just figured I would post it here for everyone to read.  Enjoy

The Pied Piper Of Hamelin
Robert Browning

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
The river Weser, deep and wide,
Washes its wall on the southern side;
A pleasanter spot you never spied;
But, when begins my ditty,
Almost five hundred years ago,
To see the townsfolk suffer so
From vermin, was a pity.

Rats!
They fought the dogs, and killed the cats,
And bit the babies in the cradles,
And ate the cheeses out of the vats,
And licked the soup from the cook's own ladles,
Split open the kegs of salted sprats,
Made nests inside men's Sunday hats,
And even spoiled the women's chats,
By drowning their speaking
With shrieking and squeaking
In fifty different sharps and flats.

At last the people in a body
To the Town Hall came flocking:
"'Tis clear," cried they, "our Mayor's a noddy;
And as for our Corporation—shocking
To think we buy gowns lined with ermine
For dolts that can't or won't determine
What's best to rid us of our vermin!
You hope, because you're old and obese,
To find in the furry civic robe ease?
Rouse up, Sirs! Give your brains a racking
To find the remedy we're lacking,
Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!"
At this the Mayor and Corporation
Quaked with a mighty consternation.

An hour they sate in council,
At length the Mayor broke silence:
"For a guilder I'd my ermine gown sell;
I wish I were a mile hence!
It's easy to bid one rack one's brain— 
I'm sure my poor head aches again
I've scratched it so, and all in vain.
Oh for a trap, a trap, a trap!"
Just as he said this, what should hap
At the chamber door but a gentle tap?
"Bless us," cried the Mayor, "what's that?"
(With the Corporation as he sat,
Looking little though wondrous fat;
Nor brighter was his eye, nor moister
Than a too-long-opened oyster,
Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous
For a plate of turtle green and glutinous)
"Only a scraping of shoes on the mat?
Anything like the sound of a rat
Makes my heart go pit-a-pat!"

"Come in!"—the Mayor cried, looking bigger:
And in did come the strangest figure!
His queer long coat from heel to head
Was half of yellow and half of red;
And he himself was tall and thin,
With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin,
And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin,
No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin,
But lips where smiles went out and in— 
There was no guessing his kith and kin!
And nobody could enough admire
The tall man and his quaint attire:
Quoth one: "It's as my great-grandsire,
Starting up at the Trump of Doom's tone,
Had walked this way from his painted tombstone!"

He advanced to the council-table:
And, "Please your honours," said he, "I'm able,
By means of a secret charm, to draw
All creatures living beneath the sun,
That creep or swim or fly or run,
After me so as you never saw!
And I chiefly use my charm
On creatures that do people harm,
The mole and toad and newt and viper;
And people call me the Pied Piper."
(And here they noticed round his neck
A scarf of red and yellow stripe,
To match with his coat of the selfsame cheque;
And at the scarf's end hung a pipe;
And his fingers, they noticed, were ever straying
As if impatient to be playing
Upon this pipe, as low it dangled
Over his vesture so old-fangled.)
"Yet," said he, "poor piper as I am,
In Tartary I freed the Cham,
Last June, from his huge swarms of gnats;
I eased in Asia the Nizam
Of a monstrous brood of vampire-bats;
And, as for what your brain bewilders,
If I can rid your town of rats
Will you give me a thousand guilders?"
"One? fifty thousand!"—was the exclamation
Of the astonished Mayor and Corporation.

Into the street the Piper stepped,
Smiling first a little smile,
As if he knew what magic slept
In his quiet pipe the while;
Then, like a musical adept,
To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled,
And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled
Like a candle flame where salt is sprinkled;
And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered,
You heard as if an army muttered;
And the muttering grew to a grumbling;
And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling;
And out of the houses the rats came tumbling.
Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats,
Brown rats, black rats, grey rats, tawny rats,
Grave old plodders, gay young friskers,
Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins,
Cocking tails and pricking whiskers,
Families by tens and dozens,
Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives— 
Followed the Piper for their lives.
From street to street he piped advancing,
And step for step they followed dancing,
Until they came to the river Weser,
Wherein all plunged and perished!
- Save one who, stout a Julius Caesar,
Swam across and lived to carry
(As he, the manuscript he cherished)
To Rat-land home his commentary:
Which was, "At the first shrill notes of the pipe
I heard a sound as of scraping tripe,
And putting apples, wondrous ripe,
Into a cider-press's gripe:
And a moving away of pickle-tub-boards,
And a leaving ajar of conserve-cupboards,
And a drawing the corks of train-oil-flasks,
And a breaking the hoops of butter-casks;
And it seemed as if a voice
(Sweeter far than by harp or by psaltery
Is breathed) called out 'Oh, rats, rejoice!
The world is grown to one vast drysaltery!
So munch on, crunch on, take your nuncheon,
Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!'
And just as a bulky sugar-puncheon,
All ready staved, like a great sun shone
Glorious scarce and inch before me,
Just as methought it said 'Come, bore me!'
- I found the Weser rolling o'er me."

You should have heard the Hamelin people
Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple.
"Go," cried the Mayor, "and get long poles!
Poke out the nests and block up the holes!
Consult with carpenters and builders,
And leave in our town not even a trace
Of the rats!"—when suddenly, up the face
Of the Piper perked in the market-place,
With a, "First, if you please, my thousand guilders!"

A thousand guilders! The Mayor looked blue;
So did the Corporation too.
For council dinners made rare havoc
With Claret, Moselle, Vin-de-Grave, Hock;
And half the money would replenish
Their cellar's biggest butt with Rhenish.
To pay this sum to a wandering fellow
With a gypsy coat of red and yellow!
"Beside," quoth the Mayor with a knowing wink,
"Our business was done at the river's brink;
We saw with our eyes the vermin sink,
And what's dead can't come to life, I think.
So, friend, we're not the folks to shrink
From the duty of giving you something for drink,
And a matter of money to put in your poke;
But, as for the guilders, what we spoke
Of them, as you very well know, was in joke.
Beside, our losses have made us thrifty.
A thousand guilders! Come, take fifty!"

The Piper's face fell, and he cried
"No trifling! I can't wait, beside!
I've promised to visit by dinner-time
Bagdat, and accept the prime
Of the Head Cook's pottage, all he's rich in,
For having left, in the Calip's kitchen,
Of a nest of scorpions no survivor— 
With him I proved no bargain-driver,
With you, don't think I'll bate a stiver!
And folks who put me in a passion
May find me pipe to another fashion."

"How?" cried the Mayor, "d'ye think I'll brook
Being worse treated than a Cook?
Insulted by a lazy ribald
With idle pipe and vesture piebald?
You threaten us, fellow? Do your worst,
Blow your pipe there till you burst!"

Once more he stepped into the street;
And to his lips again
Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane;
And ere he blew three notes (such sweet
Soft notes as yet musician's cunning
Never gave the enraptured air)
There was a rustling, that seemed like a bustling
Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling,
Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering,
Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering,
And, like fowls in a farmyard when barley is scattering,
Out came the children running.
All the little boys and girls,
With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls,
And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls,
Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after
The wonderful music with shouting and laughter.

The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood
As if they were changed into blocks of wood,
Unable to move a step, or cry
To the children merrily skipping by— 
And could only follow with the eye
That joyous crowd at the Piper's back.
But how the Mayor was on the rack,
And the wretched Council's bosoms beat,
As the Piper turned from the High Street
To where the Weser rolled its waters
Right in the way of their sons and daughters!
However he turned from South to West,
And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed,
And after him the children pressed;
Great was the joy in every breast.
"He never can cross that mighty top!
He's forced to let the piping drop,
And we shall see our children stop!"
When, lo, as they reached the mountain's side,
A wondrous portal opened wide,
As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed;
And the Piper advanced and the children followed,
And when all were in to the very last,
The door in the mountain-side shut fast.
Did I say, all? No! One was lame,
And could not dance the whole of the way;
And in after years, if you would blame
His sadness, he was used to say,— 
"It's dull in our town since my playmates left!
I can't forget that I'm bereft
Of all the pleasant sights they see,
Which the Piper also promised me:
For he led us, he said, to a joyous land,
Joining the town and just at hand,
Where waters gushed and fruit-trees grew,
And flowers put forth a fairer hue,
And everything was strange and new;
The sparrows were brighter than peacocks here,
And their dogs outran our fallow deer,
And honey-bees had lost their stings,
And horses were born with eagles' wings:
And just as I became assured
My lame foot would be speedily cured,
The music stopped and I stood still,
And found myself outside the Hill,
Left alone against my will,
To go now limping as before,
And never hear of that country more!"

Alas, alas for Hamelin!
There came into many a burgher's pate
A text which says, that Heaven's Gate
Opes to the Rich at as easy rate
As the needle's eye takes a camel in!
The Mayor sent East, West, North, and South,
To offer the Piper, by word of mouth,
Wherever it was men's lot to find him,
Silver and gold to his heart's content,
If he'd only return the way he went,
And bring the children behind him.
But when they saw 'twas a lost endeavour,
And Piper and dancers were gone for ever,
They made a decree that lawyers never
Should think their records dated duly
If, after the day of the month and year,
These words did not as well appear,
"And so long after what happened here
On the Twenty-second of July,
Thirteen hundred and seventy-six":
And the better in memory to fix
The place of the children's last retreat,
They called it, the Pied Piper's Street— 
Where any one playing on pipe or tabor
Was sure for the future to lose his labour.
Nor suffered they hostelry or tavern
To shock with mirth a street so solemn;
But opposite the place of the cavern
They wrote the story on a column,
And on the great Church-Window painted
The same, to make the world acquainted
How their children were stolen away;
And there it stands to this very day.
And I must not omit to say
That in Transylvania there's a tribe
Of alien people that ascribe
The outlandish ways and dress
On which their neighbours lay such stress,
To their fathers and mothers having risen
Out of some subterraneous prison
Into which they were trepanned
Long time ago in a mighty band
Out of Hamelin town in Brunswick land,
But how or why, they don't understand.

So, Willy, let you and me be wipers
Of scores out with all men—especially pipers:
And, whether they pipe us free, from rats or from mice,
If we've promised them aught, let us keep our promise.

By Far, this is the most unusual topic title I have ever did!  Its from the Bud Light Presents commercials.

Anyway, Summer is gone now, it is getting cold again, and the leaves are turning colors.  I love this time of year, but I miss Summer too. 

The rollercoaster of a relationship with SumSum is finally starting to smooth out.  We have come a long way. and argued a lot, and it has been a rough road lately...  ever since I got that ticket to Hong Kong, I noticed, we argue a lot more.  I don't know why,  but yeah.  Now we are happy again, and hopefully whatever it was that caused such a rift in our relationship will go away.  I love her, and I know she loves me.  Perhaps we are just both nervous about this trip, and anxious.

It is something to be said about long-distance relationships...  they are much more difficult than I imagined.  It is hard to not be there for her when she is sad, to cheer her up in person, to make her smile when she is sad.  I want to just be there, hold her, love her, kiss her, and show her that I am there for her.  These things are the hardest of all.  We have not met yet, yet I love SumSum.  It is interesting to even be saying that, because we have not bet, but it is a fact.  Our relationship is no different from others, we have good times and bad times.  We have arguments and we have peace, we have eachother.  We just are not together, close, or at least on the same continent.  The Largest ocean separates us, but I try to make it seem she is only a few feet away.

I admit, I am nervous about this trip.  Not only do I get to meet her for the first time, spend those great moments with her, things she will never forget the first time we met, but I also have to do the same with her family,...  meet them impress them, and show them I am good enough to have their daughter.  I will be put into a whole new place, environment, culture, and society.  I will have to have everything I said translated.  Honestly, I think my two greatest assets to myself are my words, my language, and my environment.  These things make me the 'great' person I am.  I will be stripped of both when I am there.  It will be just me, open to the world, no guard, and no shell over myself.  This makes me nervous the most.

Not just nervousness, I am also excited.  I get to meet my girlfriend!!!!!!!!!!  The girl I love.  The girl I want to be with.  The girl who is mine.  So much time is spent waiting for this opportunity, and finally I can meet her face to face..............  Or at least face to the top of her head as she bites my arm!

To me, I feel like this is some kind of 'defining moment'  Like this moment when we meet will be the moment that our lives change.  Of ALL my past relationships, I have never taken one so seriously, never given up so much (distance), for another person, Never expected so much to come out of it all in the end, and never hoped and prayed that this is it, this is the girl I will be with, Forever.  It is as if when we meet I expect a huge change, and for all the questions I have to this girl will suddenly be answered, and we will KNOW that our lives will change, if we are fully right for eachother, and we will move on to some 'next step' in our relationship.  SumSum has been in only one other relationship, so this sort of seriousness is quite new to her too, I would imagine.  Certainly she knows that this trip will change her too, she will Know many new things about me, and learn much of what there is to learn.

When we meet, we will be deciding if we are going to stay the same separate people, or if we will change into something new, something better.  When we meet, a lot of things will change.  The feeling of 'not fully knowing' will go away.  Everything in the past, up until that moment when we meet will forever be 'in the past'  We will have met, we will have taked that huge step foreward.  From then onwards, everything we say and do, we will know it is a different feeling from before we met.  Big Change! Most people take for granted their first meeting.  It happens so suddenly that they do not even notice it!  For us, meeting for the first time is one of the biggest thigns we will experience together.  I think most of the reason we have argued lately is because we know that our meeting is coming up soon, and we are excited, nervous, and a bit scared, of what will result.  Certainly I know, it is 1000% worth the investment to have this opportunity!

The main point of this entry is this: 

We must have the courage to accept whatever changes are in our path, to accept that we are two people fighting to be together, accept the fact we love eachother and will do anything for eachother, and try our absolute best not to let any sort of change that happens in our lives or any obstacle get in the way of how we feel.  Giving up on this relationship may be the easy road, but we have chosen our road with obstacles... SO...  Lets jump those obstacles with a smile on our face instaid of an argument and saddness!  Oh, and by the way, I LOVE YOU SUMSUM.

i worked 13 hours today,

and i am TIRED  today was truck day. 

but i feel a bit better of my job today,

so that is good. 

ill update later,

when i am awake. 

i am a zombie now!

ill try to be on at 7:30