Woooow...I haven't looked/written in here in a long time. Yeah, looking back on those blogs from last year (and the year before) is pretty crazy.

Anyways,
here's the life update.

The Exagerated Version of Austin Dressman's Life

After a tragic bedwetting accident in the middle of the night Tuesday, January 26th, 2007, Austin Dressman realized he was turning 17 tomorrow. As he was washing his bed sheets, he became aware of the fact that he was almost through high school...college was only a bedsheet away..."Carpe Deim!", he exclaimed..."Seize the Day!". He dropped the bed sheets, got into his fathers car, and traveled to the nearest gas station and "seized the day". After his mother bailed him out of the Burlington Jail, he went on to fold his now clean bedsheets and went back to sleep...

*To be continued*


Aside from the usual, life's been pretty awesome. Partly because I realize that high school is almost over - high school's been okay, only because of my awesome friends, but college is going to be so much better. I'll finally be doing what I want to do. Making films for a living is my goal in life and getting to college is the first big step in doing so. No more stupid, worthless math that I have to get tutoring for outside of class...No more teachers that patronize my maturity and intelligence...No more bad school lunch (w/ the exception of the potato soup)...No more dip-infested bathrooms...

BUT, there's a lot of awesome things - potato soup, the two Mac computers that have Final Cut Pro, MY FRIENDS, semi-interesting subjects, and Making College Count assemblies where the speaker pronounces "college" as "cah-lege" and "scholarship" as "scha-la-ship". Yes, Ryle will be missed...but, in the words of Henry David Thoreau ...
"I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. "

one more quote I couldn't leave out...

"However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the almshouse as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring."
-also by Henry Thoreau...



well I guess that's it,
Austin