You Or Your Memory

I checked into a bargain priced room on La Cienega,
gazed out through the curtains of the parking lot.
walked down to the corner store just before nightfall in my bare feet.
black tarry asphalt, soft and hot.
and when I came back I spread out my supplies.
on the counter by the sink,
I looked myself right in the eyes

st. joseph's baby aspirin,
bartles and jaymes,
and you or your memory.

I ducked behind the drapes when I saw the moon begin to rise,
gathered in my loose ends switched off the light.
and down there in the dark I can see the real truth about me.
as clear as day, lord if I make it through tonight
then I will mend my ways and walk the straight path to the end of my days.

st. joseph's baby aspirin,
bartles and jaymes,
and you or your memory.

Just Listen and Laugh

Why ?

why can't great moments in life last forever, why do all good things have to end, especially when you to go back to a place where you know you don't belong especially when you know the only way to go back to normal is by scarificing a few years. Sure people say two years aren't very long, but what if those few were nothing but bordem, pain, and just a waste of time. However coming to Africa has tought me a couple of life lessons: 1. Appreciate all the small things because once its taken away from you, you start to realize how could I have lived without this. 2. Always stay in touch with old friends, because new friends don't have the same bonds as you do with the old friends. 3. don't look rich or else!!!!! 4. appreciate every moment that involves friends and family, because that has been the hardest lesson to learn, because once you have them taken out of your daily life nothing is ever the same. My tita Adel was with for 13 years and when I moved to Africa I wanted her to come with us, but she couldn't come because she had a baby, I realized that because she didn't have the diplomatic status that my father, mother and I have she wouldn't have been evacuated incase of an emergencies, so it was best that she and her son stayed in the states. But I was in the states over my winter break, I was so happy to be back to see my brother, mom, the titas, and good friends. however during the last week of my stay I started to freak out because I knew this feeling of being home was going to end. So I started to ask myself why do I have to go back? why why why...................

It's hard to explain

Sometimes times thing in life are hard for me to explain, because sometimes I'll have an understanding for something then the next minute is gone, sometimes I'll want to write something, then all of a sudden I don't feel like writing. However there is something I know that I can never get tired of doing and thats music, wether its playing my guitar or listening to riffs from bands like: Blink 182 and the Killers, I never get tired of it. then again I can't explain this urge to listen to music, it just comes naturally to me. I would have to thank my bro and my dad for this. But really ever since moving to Africa I've had to do a lot of thinking and really the only easy way to explain this is by using the lyrics to the Stroke's song hard to explain:

I missed the last bus, I'll take the next train
I try but you see, it's hard to explain
I say the right things, but act the wrong way
I like it right here, but I cannot stay
I watch the TV; forget what I'm told
Well, I am too young, and they are too old
The joke is on you, this place is a zoo Those lyric's pretty much sum up how I'm feeling right now.

my room

my room
Originally uploaded by Simon tobler.

This pic was taken when I had finally got my stuff. We had to wait at least like 3 months to get our stuff, because at first it had arrived in Lagos and it stayed there fo least a month and then we had to wait another month for the papers to be cleared and then like a couple of weeks to get the ship. Well since we got our stuff life has been a lot easier, But this pic that Im showing was my room and they started to put in, that was a long day of opening boxes, emptying boxes, and then dragging boxes but it was all worth to feel more at home.

Fly Willi Fly

Fly Willi Fly
Originally uploaded by Simon tobler.

This was one of the best days of summer, it started out with me going over to Wili's current place. After arriving at his place we decided to head to the Kennedy's house to take some pictures. when we arrived there we went straight to the pool because the last wili and I took pictures in a pool was back and in bangkok. so I went first and it was so nice beingable to jump into a pool on a hot day and then it was wili's turn and the first jump he did wasn't that great but the second one he took came out with this picture. This picture to me symbolizes the youth in all of us, it symbolizes that no matter how old we are we are never toold to have fun.

The Phoenix

A burning phoenix appeared
As if the sun did not exist
Nothing could match its heat
Not even Africa
It soared with the clouds
The ground is gone
A burning phoenix appeared
And it is falling, it is gone
The people are gone
The phoenix is reborn


Okada Boys #1

Okada Boys #1
Originally uploaded by Simon tobler.

The Okada Boys are now an extinct race of transportation, they are no longer able to block traffic of Abuja anymore, no more will an Okada boy cross my path, nolonger will an Okada make a citizen of Abuja Honk his horn. No more No more. :( :)

Aslan tha Great lion = Jesus Christ

When I mean Aslan is Jesus Christ, I mean that he was based of Jesus Christ. I mean first of all he is in a prophecy which is said that he would help the son's and dauther's of Adam and Eve, ( SPOILER ALERT) second of all he sacrifices himself to save a traitor. Jesus christ sacrificed himself for his people and plus I think that this concept is way to deep for kids to understand. I know I'm only 14 but come on, what kid under 10 years old is going to understand that. and to my final connection ( and if you haven't read or seen " The chronicles of Narina: The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe" I suggest you do because it is a really good story and plus I'm about to give away a really importan scene) when Aslan is revived and thats all I have to say about that, but overall I enoyed the story.

Moving from America to africa. part 1

This journey began at 6:30 am in Bethsda, Maryland. The other night I had my last dinner in America (untill december), Every body from my family and friends was there, My tita, Adel and her 7 moth old baby Gaberiel aka ugi, My other tita, terry and her boyfriend John, My brother Sebastein and his girlfriend Tara, My best friend Willieand My mom. ( If your wondering my father is already in africa). That night we had Veitnamesse food, the place was pho 95. After that My mom, Willie, and I went to drop of tita Adel and Ugi, after that we went to say good bye to my mom's friend Larry and then went home to get a good nights sleep. But of course I didn't sleep untill 1 o'clock.

At 5:40 I woke to change in to jeans and a white tee shirt I also had to say good bye to Willie, At 7:00 tita terry came with her boyfriend to drive us to the airport, at 7:20 my mom, my brother and I were on our way to the airport (my brother was going the same day as us and to the same destination) when we arrived at the airport we said our good byes to tita Terry, John and Tara. I hate saying good bye to people who I see everyday it sad because I know i'm not going to see them for sometime. At 7 something (I forgot) we boarded Our people to new york where we would take another flight to switzerland.when we arived we decided to spend this time to hang out at the swiss buissness class lounge, at 4:00 pm we had launch and 4:20 My brother had left to go to his terminal to catch his flight to swistzerland, For awhile it was me and my mom untill I talked to wille and at that point I realized it was going to be a long time untill I see the I love again, I broke down and started crying, I couldn't stop no matter how hard I try'd to keep it inside and then i wished i wasn't moving. At 7:00 we boraded our plane and it took about a 30 minutes just to get of the ground because we were supposed to be the 20th plane to leave. while in the air I watched some movies and took some pictures of the sky. after that I just went to sleep. when I woke up it was past breakfest and about time to land. When we landed everything was perfect there was hardly any lines anywhere and it was quick,we found my aunt Bea and she drove us to her place where I had a nice breakfest and I just slept the whole day.

To be coninued.........

About Me

Hey my name is Simon Tobler, I am half filipino and half swiss, I am 14 years old. I have been moving around all my life so I really can't say where my home town would be, In the past 14 years I have lived in Jakarta, Indonesia (Indonesia was where I was born) I spent about 4 years there. After Indonesia I moved to bangkok,Thailand where some of the best days of my life was taken place, in Bangkok I met alot of people who changed my life and made me the why I am now. After Bangkok I moved to America I have lived there for about 5 years and alot of things happend to me while I was there, 1. I found out what genre of music I like and the genre is rock, 2. I had alot of people influence me such as: My parents, My brother, My Aunts, my best friend Willie. They all influenced me in every way possible. As I said my kind of music is rock I like bands such as: Blink 182, Korn, Smashing Pumpkins, Pink floyd, Led Zeppelin, and box car racer. The things I'm interested in are: Photography, music, comics, and sports.