James Buckley

** Hi, I wrote at least half of this between 1 AM and 4 AM this morning when I couldn't sleep, I tried to write everything in a way that makes sense and not just random thoughts so I really hope the flow is there** This past weekend, I saw two of my favorite people dancing the Tango (tango? Tango ? I'm rolling with the capitalization but if it's wrong please correct m e.) inside a high school auditorium and I had an epiphany.  It was an epiphany that I had been waiting for. Waiting for something inside my brain to click and it finally happened in the most obvious and least expected moment. **************************************************** To know everything about me, you basically need to know just one thing: I love my family. I'm not sure where it started, or if it'll ever change, but my family comes before just about anything else. This hasn't always been the case, though. There were times when I was younger that my life revolved completely ar...

**Hi! This post is long and has a lot of detail about my life in the last few years.. But there is a point i'm trying to make that makes sense in the end, trust me** In my room, hanging on a nail next to my closet is a picture of Baymax (from Big Hero 6) I drew when I went to Disneyland in May. (this isn't relevant). Hanging in front of that picture is a 3 month old crumpled race number from July. On top of THAT is a medal from that same race, dangling freely. (this is very relevant) *********************************************** I want you guys to see something I noticed this morning that got me thinking. Here is a picture of my dad and I when I was in 9th grade at a random school lunch: And here is a picture from three months ago, after a triathlon my dad and I did together: Notice any differences? (Other than that I got better hair and slightly less awkward?) I sure do. And it requires that you know the backstory.. ...

**Disclaimer: This post is long and full of ramblings. I hope it makes sense, and if for some reason to read through to the end, I'm amazed at your dedication, and you might need a life** I have a problem. Not a huge problem, but it affects a lot of what I do day to day.. I'm loyal to a fault. That sounds like a good thing right? I'm here to explain why that's not entirely true. In the past year, I lost a friend. This friend had been one of my closest friends since I was 12 years old (for those keeping score at home, I turn 21 in about a month). To this day, I'm not sure what happened with the friendship. I don't know if I did something to offend him, or if he just needed to go a different way... But it's sad! I miss him. Here's the crazy part of the story: If he called me right now and asked me to do ANYTHING. I'd be there in a heartbeat. Not to win back his friendship or whatever, but because a person I cared about needed my assistance...

Hello!  Welcome! My name is James Buckley. If you're here reading this blog, you most likely know me well enough to see me promoting this space... Now that I have you here though, let me break it down for you: This is the place where my thoughts and opinions will be posted, hopefully as coherently as possible. There will be sports (anyone who knows me knows that 75% of my attention is paid to sports), and there will be posts about whatever lessons I find in daily life. I tend to ramble, so hopefully we'll keep that to a minimum as well. I've had a love of writing ever since a young age. I haven't always expressed my emotions very well in a spoken manner, and it often came out jumbled or unsure if I tried. I found comfort in relaxing, and writing down the swirling thoughts I had.  Writing was my get-away! I could go anywhere I wanted, do anything I wanted and feel any way I wanted. Quite often, I'll find myself feeling a weird mix of emotions and no idea what...