-I've been or will be typing this all throughout school.
-I started my day with some tool bags antgonizing me about my brother, but it only got worse because of a math quiz. Then I went to English, I'm in there now. I'm doing my undone physics homework during it, and I am currently answer a questions abotu Rambo listening to "Dial-a-Prayer" for 6 hours a day straight for 5 weeks, while in his laser guided tank.
-So school wnet by at a grueling speed, but now it's almsot 11:00p.m. and I'm writing about my day. My food was AMAZING today. I came so close to giving it a ten, until the chicken was dry. The meal was chicken and stuffing, the stuffing was like from a resteraunt. THe chicken scared me at first, because all the peices were shapped like chicken drums, so I went to bite into one and I went straight through. I yelled to myself, where's the bones! Then I relaized it was scraps of chicken compressed into the shape. I was fine witht hat though, I was jsut disapointed it was dry. Also it was more of a BBQ sause on it, not the traditional chicken and stuffing meal. I really have no right to compaline though, it was next to perfect, A 9!
-I went to Amnesty and we talked about going to New York City to protest. I'm looking forward to that.
-Then I went to D&D, which is now Wednesdays every week. I'm a master at being balanced and my Dexterity is pushed to the limit. I'm satisfied with my character, who is also equiped with a Composite Long Bow and a Dagger in case of any scraps. I was disapointed that I didn't get to play though, next Wednesday we'll actualyl play though. That's what I'm really looking forward to!
-We all had to leave a little bit before we were done because of Ultimate. Ultimate was a blast today. I was throwing great the whole time, and the field (sorry I meant to say pool) was soooooo soaked. The three months of relentless rain has taken it's toll. People were diving and slidding for ten feets easily int hese puddles, my shoes were persanal sanas encompasing my feet. We had a scrimage, and my team won pretty well, I was happy with that, m ore so however, because I persanly had some really good setups and catches. I even dove for a few, I rarley caught it though. I'm determined to become the Ultimate master!
-Today I also set in stone my workout plan. My friend and I are doing the followin: We are running and doing core work outs on Mondays and Fridays, weight lifting tuesdays and thursdays along with Ultimate, and Swimming/D&Ding on Wednesdays. For more schedueled stuff, I also generally tend to attend a party on Fridays and go to PBJ on Sundays. So my only responsible free day is Saturday. But now I work Saturday mornings 8-12. It's better than nights.... Plus now I'm working 9 hours so I'll probably be wheeling in about $75 a week when you add in the taxes.
-Swimming was fun, not in a vein way, but I've always had a talent for it. I'm not pro or anything. But I can jsut hop in, all out of shape, and go pretty fast for a good hour or so, I was pelased with that, when I did that today,
-I end my day aching from yesterdays workout, but elling a lot better than this morning, I'm also bearing a neutral outlook on the rest of the week untill Friday. I'm worried about forgetting or being late to the Saturday lessons. Although I'm not angry about it, theres soemthing in the mornign air (I'd much rather sleep though!) that is fun to witness. I think I'm going to wash my feet, also I feel a lot stronger! I know I'm not physically stronger, but in my head, I'm really in that get jacked attitude. I'm determined, and I think it will work out a lot better than when I went this summer to the gym for a while because I'm doing it with someone. I'm feeling pretty good.
-P.S. (On two levels)- First, I am donating a bunch of cool Threadless (the site I boguth them from) Shirts to good will. They gave me some good times, but the shirts that site usues are just such an akward fit for what I would describe of myself, a long torso. The second level of this note is, if cats ruled the world, what money do you think they would use. Meowllars?
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
March 30, 2010
-I decided to make this a not daily blog, because sometimes I sleep.
-Also, my friend told me not to get a specific type of pizza and o go with veggie because he said I'd write about how gross it as in my blog. Well, they were out of veggie, and here I am. It was gross.
-Also, my friend told me not to get a specific type of pizza and o go with veggie because he said I'd write about how gross it as in my blog. Well, they were out of veggie, and here I am. It was gross.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
March 28, 2010
-Today I walked past some old guy eating food. it wasn't until I thought about this that I realized how cool that was. This guy that I walked past, somehow made it through 70 or so years of living only to end up walking right past me after my 17 years. The odds of us two people walking past each other are practically uncalculatable, but yet it happened. I was really impressed, and I almost ran back to strike up a conversation with the man, but for some reason i didn't. I hope that man lived and will continue a happy life. I also hope someday when I'm his age, someone will share my epiphany, except I'll be the old man.
-Next, I decided to drop my household diplomacy theory. it wasn't as successful in the terms I thought it would be. It's also much easier for everyone if we actually (at least try) care about each other, I guess that's how families are supposed to work anyways....
-Right now I'm at PBJ, I think I look sort of like an artsy kid, being really into whatever I'm doing. I like that. For some reason though, I keep on wanting to cry. Not because I'm sad, I'm actually having a great time, I just don't think my eyes are on te same page with the rest of my body. Or maybe it's because of that really suspicious looking guy in the pitch black sun glasses and cowboy hat sitting on the couch taring at who knows what. I bet it's everything. I think he's starring at every thing. You know, I read something in the D&D monster manual, it was about Inevitables. Basically, they are constructs that avenge wrong doings. This man, seems like he would be an Inevitable, just waiting there for someone to be wronged, so he can rip it up and make it right again. At the same time, I have to wonder where he came from, he has a cowboy hat, maybe the south. I wonder what hes thinking, he could b thinking the sane thing. Or he could work for the CIA and just be wait for me to grow to a ripe enough age to be interrogated. Maybe hes just lonely, I will never know. That sentence is the part that rips me up, there is so much potential everywhere, it's unfortunate that I'll never know. Now he got up and left, I wonder if he knew how hardcore I was focusing on him.
-Another one of my friends just walked int PBJ! cool.For som reason though, m being generally social person, for once I'd rather secluded. I think I'm just going to sit here and mind my own business, I'm having fun.
-It has been hours since that last sentence, now I am about to go to bed. I'm not to thirsty, itchy or anything. I'm pretty happy. thankfully I'm tired, I hate trying to sleep when I'm not tierd. I had a really good day today though, after PBJ I hung out with a few friends and came home, now I'm here. Things about tomorrow that I find notble are: It's a hrad day at school tomorrow (the day all my hard classes are) but I'm not concerned about it, and I'm skipping worki (with a replacment of course) to go to my swim team banquet. I might even be captian, who knows? Oh, and Sandwich Club is tomorrow, I don't think were going to do anything, just chill. 100% nopthing but socialize, the way it should be.
-Next, I decided to drop my household diplomacy theory. it wasn't as successful in the terms I thought it would be. It's also much easier for everyone if we actually (at least try) care about each other, I guess that's how families are supposed to work anyways....
-Right now I'm at PBJ, I think I look sort of like an artsy kid, being really into whatever I'm doing. I like that. For some reason though, I keep on wanting to cry. Not because I'm sad, I'm actually having a great time, I just don't think my eyes are on te same page with the rest of my body. Or maybe it's because of that really suspicious looking guy in the pitch black sun glasses and cowboy hat sitting on the couch taring at who knows what. I bet it's everything. I think he's starring at every thing. You know, I read something in the D&D monster manual, it was about Inevitables. Basically, they are constructs that avenge wrong doings. This man, seems like he would be an Inevitable, just waiting there for someone to be wronged, so he can rip it up and make it right again. At the same time, I have to wonder where he came from, he has a cowboy hat, maybe the south. I wonder what hes thinking, he could b thinking the sane thing. Or he could work for the CIA and just be wait for me to grow to a ripe enough age to be interrogated. Maybe hes just lonely, I will never know. That sentence is the part that rips me up, there is so much potential everywhere, it's unfortunate that I'll never know. Now he got up and left, I wonder if he knew how hardcore I was focusing on him.
-Another one of my friends just walked int PBJ! cool.For som reason though, m being generally social person, for once I'd rather secluded. I think I'm just going to sit here and mind my own business, I'm having fun.
-It has been hours since that last sentence, now I am about to go to bed. I'm not to thirsty, itchy or anything. I'm pretty happy. thankfully I'm tired, I hate trying to sleep when I'm not tierd. I had a really good day today though, after PBJ I hung out with a few friends and came home, now I'm here. Things about tomorrow that I find notble are: It's a hrad day at school tomorrow (the day all my hard classes are) but I'm not concerned about it, and I'm skipping worki (with a replacment of course) to go to my swim team banquet. I might even be captian, who knows? Oh, and Sandwich Club is tomorrow, I don't think were going to do anything, just chill. 100% nopthing but socialize, the way it should be.
march 27, 2010
-Last night I received a text informing me (or what I thought it was doing) to be at work at 8am for a CPR re-cert. So I woke up way early today and wen there, only to realize I didn't have to go. That sucked.
-This caused me to go buy spray paint and base coat my warhammer models to take up my spare time. I was glad I finally got around to it, now I can actually paint them. I have a lot more to say but for some reason I can't get my fingers to do what I want efficiently (like moving) and I have to keep on correcting everything. So I'm going to give up, I will have better blog posts later, I'm in a blogut (a blog-rut, lol).
-I end my day extremely tired in all three aspects of the health triangle.
-This caused me to go buy spray paint and base coat my warhammer models to take up my spare time. I was glad I finally got around to it, now I can actually paint them. I have a lot more to say but for some reason I can't get my fingers to do what I want efficiently (like moving) and I have to keep on correcting everything. So I'm going to give up, I will have better blog posts later, I'm in a blogut (a blog-rut, lol).
-I end my day extremely tired in all three aspects of the health triangle.
Friday, March 26, 2010
March 25, 2010
-Today my pizza was poor grade, but my pepperoni was what I consider top notch. This equaled out to about a 6 or 5.
-I'm not going to talk about my school day, because I have better things to do and so don't you.
-Ultimate Frisbee practice was a lot more intense today. I still had a great time, except for my feet stuffed into those cleats. At practice the assistant coach tried to teach us how to dive for a frisbee and land on our chest, we were all scared and pretty much everyone basically threw themselves at the ground and got minorly hurt. It was fun though, haha. For me, My first two attempts weren't bad, but my third I used my you know what as a lading pad, and I felt that one for a good haunting 15 minutes afterwards. Then we learned about force home and force away (forcing the frisbee in an inconvenient direction for the other team), that was fun and useful. After this stuff and more we actually played a match. That was fun, especially using the new skills an strategies w had learned.
-I end my day without ending. i will be up for countless hours into the night working on an Advanced Placement United States History (APUSH) project.
-I'm not going to talk about my school day, because I have better things to do and so don't you.
-Ultimate Frisbee practice was a lot more intense today. I still had a great time, except for my feet stuffed into those cleats. At practice the assistant coach tried to teach us how to dive for a frisbee and land on our chest, we were all scared and pretty much everyone basically threw themselves at the ground and got minorly hurt. It was fun though, haha. For me, My first two attempts weren't bad, but my third I used my you know what as a lading pad, and I felt that one for a good haunting 15 minutes afterwards. Then we learned about force home and force away (forcing the frisbee in an inconvenient direction for the other team), that was fun and useful. After this stuff and more we actually played a match. That was fun, especially using the new skills an strategies w had learned.
-I end my day without ending. i will be up for countless hours into the night working on an Advanced Placement United States History (APUSH) project.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
March 24, 2010 (when'd I miss a day?!)
-Today was a half-day so I did not eat cafeteria food because we left before the lunch block.
-I woke up with three minutes more time than yesterday, which frankly, doesn't make a difference. I repeated my process of rushing to school and so fourth only to be met by a monster named "quiz". I had a history quiz, which I knew all of the material over, and think I did pretty well but I know I didn't have enough time to write a good essay due to the halved class. I had to settle in with a bad essay, but I didn't really care, it was a half-day. The next notable class part of my day was Accounting, where I had all my work done and just played games all block. The best news though was that since all my work was done, I get to fool around all next Accounting block as well!(What a treat the gremlins are muttering.)
-After school got out I don't remember how stuff went down besides the knowledge that I traded a Pokemon with my friends and went to the swim meet I had to time.
-I had been dreading this meet, but I ended up having fun. It was (from what I understood) a regional met between the girls middle school teams. AND MAN OH MAN were those girls sassy. Almost all of them had a dictionary of sass careening out of their mouth at unfathomable rates for the whole 4 hours! It was almost amusing, until they did that high little pitched girl scream which they consider cheering, I wasn't enthused. Especially where they sang explicit songs and I couldn't walk away because I was timing an event. Then, one girl had the nerve to tell me that "Rocket Power" was a stupid show, and that she didn't know what "Hey Arnold" was. Well this just about shot me right off of my rocker, although not really. I only had a feeling of "out of dateness" hit me like a robo-cop and then a slight disappointment which was soon forgotten.
-The rest of my day was basically life as it presents itself. There is one key part of this section of my day. Somewhere within this portion of my day I realized on Friday at school I have: History, Study Hall, Band (but we can't play so it's a study hall), and Accounting (since I finished my work it's a study hall). So not only am I excited to do next to nothing on Friday, I made a pact with myself to give almost everything my all no matter how tired or agitated I am, because as soon as Friday's first block is over, I can chill. That's basically only one day now, but at the time I agreed to the deal it was more like two.
-I end my day extremely tired (the only thing keeping me up is blasting hardcore electronica into my ears) but determined, I'm excited for ultimate tomorrow and just as usual, about to wash my feet. Also, following my common trend, I am thirsty and soon about to quench that feeling, although it intensifies with every second I think of it.
-I woke up with three minutes more time than yesterday, which frankly, doesn't make a difference. I repeated my process of rushing to school and so fourth only to be met by a monster named "quiz". I had a history quiz, which I knew all of the material over, and think I did pretty well but I know I didn't have enough time to write a good essay due to the halved class. I had to settle in with a bad essay, but I didn't really care, it was a half-day. The next notable class part of my day was Accounting, where I had all my work done and just played games all block. The best news though was that since all my work was done, I get to fool around all next Accounting block as well!(What a treat the gremlins are muttering.)
-After school got out I don't remember how stuff went down besides the knowledge that I traded a Pokemon with my friends and went to the swim meet I had to time.
-I had been dreading this meet, but I ended up having fun. It was (from what I understood) a regional met between the girls middle school teams. AND MAN OH MAN were those girls sassy. Almost all of them had a dictionary of sass careening out of their mouth at unfathomable rates for the whole 4 hours! It was almost amusing, until they did that high little pitched girl scream which they consider cheering, I wasn't enthused. Especially where they sang explicit songs and I couldn't walk away because I was timing an event. Then, one girl had the nerve to tell me that "Rocket Power" was a stupid show, and that she didn't know what "Hey Arnold" was. Well this just about shot me right off of my rocker, although not really. I only had a feeling of "out of dateness" hit me like a robo-cop and then a slight disappointment which was soon forgotten.
-The rest of my day was basically life as it presents itself. There is one key part of this section of my day. Somewhere within this portion of my day I realized on Friday at school I have: History, Study Hall, Band (but we can't play so it's a study hall), and Accounting (since I finished my work it's a study hall). So not only am I excited to do next to nothing on Friday, I made a pact with myself to give almost everything my all no matter how tired or agitated I am, because as soon as Friday's first block is over, I can chill. That's basically only one day now, but at the time I agreed to the deal it was more like two.
-I end my day extremely tired (the only thing keeping me up is blasting hardcore electronica into my ears) but determined, I'm excited for ultimate tomorrow and just as usual, about to wash my feet. Also, following my common trend, I am thirsty and soon about to quench that feeling, although it intensifies with every second I think of it.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
March 22, 2010
-The pizza today definitely smelt like pizza! This is unusual for our cafeteria, I actually gave this pizza a 9 on the school cafeteria chart. It was very impressive all around. The only thing holding it back was the unused potential in (well not in, if it was in there it would have gotten a 10) the crust. Accompanying the great pizza was chocolate cake(obviously dry) with chocolate frosting (obviously unused chocolate pudding from yesterday), and tater tots. Tater tots are a cafeteria classic, and I will not stand! for any word to be said in vein of these holy sacraments.
-As for how my day went, it was like a rocket ship. It launched off magnificently, then it dropped it's pods. Just as I was distracted by the pods falling (my day decreasing in quality), I realized, even though the pods are down. The rocket, is still up, and in fact, even higher. My blog post will elaborate on that analogy.
-I woke up in a mad dash, a late rush to school. I zipped through my morning routine and then sped all the way to school; really, really fast. Surprisingly, almost as if a holy day had just been played on my life, I somehow made it to class on time, with time to spear. I felt like the boss. (I am the boss, I have an essay backing me up on it, if you request to see it, I can email you it.)
-In math I did nothing, that was a great feeling, my brain ran blank as my eyes went back and fourth, it was the classic "I'm absolutely paying attention ploy" that teachers always buy. In English we had a debate over capital punishment. Although it felt more like a confidence booster session because all we did was compliment each others' ideas. It was a great idea to try to have a debate, but we all had the same viewpoint, and it butchered what could have been a sick debate. In French there was only four people, so we didn't do much.
-Then came lunch. It seemed like a very normal lunch. My food was great and everything, I was having a good time. Then I heard a loud noise. I looked over suspecting but hoping not to see, what I saw. It was my autistic brother having a meltdown in front of the entire barbaric student population. The whole cafeteria momentarily went silent as we watched my brother flip out. I assume they pestered him with questions he couldn't comprehend and pushed him over the edge. Either way, I wished to be able to go up and help him out, because his aids aren't that great at calming him down, but I figured to the rest of the un-compassionate student body this was just a nameless "retard" flipping his shit. If I were to throw myself into it, I feared it would have made it a more memorable event by putting a recognizable identity into the situation. So I sat back in horror and watched the cafeteria mock him. The cafeteria which I once viewed as being monkeys. Slowly turned into Hinayanas, and then into plain, fliat out, gruesome monsters. Emotionally they just picked him apart, reenacting the scene, laughing every time. They just couldn't get enough of it. I felt myself sinking into my seat, and I was glad that select people knew he was my brother, and spared the insults, at least for behind my back. The worst part for me was watching the kids who spared no dignity for my brother in any regard, rip him apart. They completely disregard the fact that he has no way of standing up or defending himself, and even if they noticed, they wouldn't care. It is these type of people that sicken me deep into my very inner core. Hearing his and my last name being used as a joke, I couldn't understand how anyone in the room even thought it was remotely funny. The most I could do was hold back tears and give a few death glares, then, the bell rang and the nightmare was momentarily over.
-I returned to French (the second half of it) and sat silently in my seat. Everyone else sat silently as well. We all knew what was running through their heads, and they all knew what was in mine. Although, the awkward silence was then disrupted by the one thing that could have brought us lower. My brother was in the room directly next store, and the only sound besides typing, that echoed through the silent French room, was the sound of him weeping. Then suddenly he had another outburst, you could tell he was frustrated and having another breakdown, and from what I heard, it seemed that they pinned him down until he calmed. I hate when they do this, I know it makes them feel safer, but it usually only makes the situation worse.
-Although stuck captive in a hostile environment I wished not to be in, the most urgent wish I have ever felt before, I knew I couldn't leave. Next block was a physics test, which I last minute studied for and did alright, but it was really hard.
-After school I hung out with some friends in a basement for a bit, that was fun, although out of my list of favorite materials. I don't think cement is on there, and this basement was constructed of cement, although, then I realized that it actually wasn't, it was a fun time. This lasted half an hour until I went to the dentist, who gave me a prefect rating like usual, the only thing that was missing was my sticker. I guess I'm to old for those now, in their minds anyways.
-Then came the pinnacle of my day, the real turning point I had been wishing for to happen all week - Ultimate Frisbee. It was a practice, just as if any other sport. Except the drills were fun, and I didn't feel stressed. I had more than the amount of fun I had estimated, it helped me overcome the previous challenges of the day and inspired me to invite friends over to my house.
-I only made one fatal error. I forgot to wear underwear. I'll explain further. I had my friends over, and I went to change out of my spandex shorts things and actual shorts in a hurry: I threw on pants, but forgot underwear. Nothing came of this except for the awkward gremlins ripin' turf up in my head reminding me that I was butt naked under my pants! It was an experience of the different kind.
-Now it is 11:01p.m. and I am about to start my homework, I'm glad today happened, but am appreciative it is over. I'm upset due to the fact that I had been working on having a more positive outlook towards a lot of certain people in the school, most of which had their view from me crushed today during my brothers incident. I only consider this a reminder that ignorance is one of the few things binding our world together. It's sad but true, for example: If everyone was completely knowledgeable about the barbarians we're releasing into society after high school, they would cry.
-I end my day about to wash my feet, and regret what will be the act of having to wake up early for student senate tomorrow. I'm also thirsty, but I will drink something momentarily. "Today was sure an experience" ~me
-As for how my day went, it was like a rocket ship. It launched off magnificently, then it dropped it's pods. Just as I was distracted by the pods falling (my day decreasing in quality), I realized, even though the pods are down. The rocket, is still up, and in fact, even higher. My blog post will elaborate on that analogy.
-I woke up in a mad dash, a late rush to school. I zipped through my morning routine and then sped all the way to school; really, really fast. Surprisingly, almost as if a holy day had just been played on my life, I somehow made it to class on time, with time to spear. I felt like the boss. (I am the boss, I have an essay backing me up on it, if you request to see it, I can email you it.)
-In math I did nothing, that was a great feeling, my brain ran blank as my eyes went back and fourth, it was the classic "I'm absolutely paying attention ploy" that teachers always buy. In English we had a debate over capital punishment. Although it felt more like a confidence booster session because all we did was compliment each others' ideas. It was a great idea to try to have a debate, but we all had the same viewpoint, and it butchered what could have been a sick debate. In French there was only four people, so we didn't do much.
-Then came lunch. It seemed like a very normal lunch. My food was great and everything, I was having a good time. Then I heard a loud noise. I looked over suspecting but hoping not to see, what I saw. It was my autistic brother having a meltdown in front of the entire barbaric student population. The whole cafeteria momentarily went silent as we watched my brother flip out. I assume they pestered him with questions he couldn't comprehend and pushed him over the edge. Either way, I wished to be able to go up and help him out, because his aids aren't that great at calming him down, but I figured to the rest of the un-compassionate student body this was just a nameless "retard" flipping his shit. If I were to throw myself into it, I feared it would have made it a more memorable event by putting a recognizable identity into the situation. So I sat back in horror and watched the cafeteria mock him. The cafeteria which I once viewed as being monkeys. Slowly turned into Hinayanas, and then into plain, fliat out, gruesome monsters. Emotionally they just picked him apart, reenacting the scene, laughing every time. They just couldn't get enough of it. I felt myself sinking into my seat, and I was glad that select people knew he was my brother, and spared the insults, at least for behind my back. The worst part for me was watching the kids who spared no dignity for my brother in any regard, rip him apart. They completely disregard the fact that he has no way of standing up or defending himself, and even if they noticed, they wouldn't care. It is these type of people that sicken me deep into my very inner core. Hearing his and my last name being used as a joke, I couldn't understand how anyone in the room even thought it was remotely funny. The most I could do was hold back tears and give a few death glares, then, the bell rang and the nightmare was momentarily over.
-I returned to French (the second half of it) and sat silently in my seat. Everyone else sat silently as well. We all knew what was running through their heads, and they all knew what was in mine. Although, the awkward silence was then disrupted by the one thing that could have brought us lower. My brother was in the room directly next store, and the only sound besides typing, that echoed through the silent French room, was the sound of him weeping. Then suddenly he had another outburst, you could tell he was frustrated and having another breakdown, and from what I heard, it seemed that they pinned him down until he calmed. I hate when they do this, I know it makes them feel safer, but it usually only makes the situation worse.
-Although stuck captive in a hostile environment I wished not to be in, the most urgent wish I have ever felt before, I knew I couldn't leave. Next block was a physics test, which I last minute studied for and did alright, but it was really hard.
-After school I hung out with some friends in a basement for a bit, that was fun, although out of my list of favorite materials. I don't think cement is on there, and this basement was constructed of cement, although, then I realized that it actually wasn't, it was a fun time. This lasted half an hour until I went to the dentist, who gave me a prefect rating like usual, the only thing that was missing was my sticker. I guess I'm to old for those now, in their minds anyways.
-Then came the pinnacle of my day, the real turning point I had been wishing for to happen all week - Ultimate Frisbee. It was a practice, just as if any other sport. Except the drills were fun, and I didn't feel stressed. I had more than the amount of fun I had estimated, it helped me overcome the previous challenges of the day and inspired me to invite friends over to my house.
-I only made one fatal error. I forgot to wear underwear. I'll explain further. I had my friends over, and I went to change out of my spandex shorts things and actual shorts in a hurry: I threw on pants, but forgot underwear. Nothing came of this except for the awkward gremlins ripin' turf up in my head reminding me that I was butt naked under my pants! It was an experience of the different kind.
-Now it is 11:01p.m. and I am about to start my homework, I'm glad today happened, but am appreciative it is over. I'm upset due to the fact that I had been working on having a more positive outlook towards a lot of certain people in the school, most of which had their view from me crushed today during my brothers incident. I only consider this a reminder that ignorance is one of the few things binding our world together. It's sad but true, for example: If everyone was completely knowledgeable about the barbarians we're releasing into society after high school, they would cry.
-I end my day about to wash my feet, and regret what will be the act of having to wake up early for student senate tomorrow. I'm also thirsty, but I will drink something momentarily. "Today was sure an experience" ~me
Monday, March 22, 2010
March 22, 2010
-Orange chicken was what I ate for lunch today. It was probably a six, basically popcorn chicken in orange sauce. No complaints or compliments....
-Nothing much notable happened today, well more nothing much I want to share. I bought some mono colored shirts I am looking forward to wearing. I like those, plain and simple. I like simple.
-Now I'm going to bed, at least my feet feel good
-I end my day dissatisfied with my blog entry and more dissatisfied with my overbearing tired feeling. I am also excited for Ultimate tomorrow!
-Nothing much notable happened today, well more nothing much I want to share. I bought some mono colored shirts I am looking forward to wearing. I like those, plain and simple. I like simple.
-Now I'm going to bed, at least my feet feel good
-I end my day dissatisfied with my blog entry and more dissatisfied with my overbearing tired feeling. I am also excited for Ultimate tomorrow!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
March 21, 2010
-Again, as on most weekend days, I didn't really follow a particular eating habit. Although usually on Sundays my friend runs a PBJ kiosk, so ever body goes there and hangs out. I had a Cinnamon Peanut Butter, with Apple Jelly, and Nutella, triple decker sandwich. It was pretty good. My favorite is still probably the triple decker smore sandwich.
-I woke up earlier than I would sleep in because I decided to have breakfast with my mom this morning. The way my mom runs things is that I have to have one set meal with her on Sunday, so today I made it a morning one so I don't have to report back home for a dinner meal. Which is mandatory at 5:00 p.m., not one second late. Even though I didn't get to enjoy sleeping in, which is one of the few things I look forward to all week, it was worth freeing up the rest of my day.
-So I ate that meal, then bought stuff I needed, because my mom buys me things I need when I let her come with me. Which is frustrating and always embarrassing. Especially the clothes shopping part where she yells across the clothes store "those won't fit you, you're to big, those are to small". I know I'm note fat, it's just that I'm sure there are at least a dozen people within earshot that don't lift their heads to look at me and see that I am perfectly fine weight wise. She shops very aggressively, she speeds walks into the store, finds the first employee, and demands to know where all the items shes looking for are. She then goes through almost every item in that area with unparalleled speed. Almost as if a cyborg, she then calculates between good looks, prices, and attitude as to which items to get.Then if it is sports clothes or so on, she tells them why we're getting it, and embarrasses me further. When I go without her, I take my time, try to blend in and not be noticed, I find what I need and leave. I don't like asking for help because that draws attention to me. I'd rather do it on my own. I don't get the point in searching for clothes items after you've already found what you need, why don't people leave after they get what they need?
-Then on the ride home I bickered with her about the curfew a bit more, I know it will have no results. The point this time was to let her know that I still firmly hold my position on opposition to the stupid curfew.
-After that I went up to my room and looked at happy comics and forgot about being mad at my mom, that brought my mood back to a neutral one.
-I went to PBJ (the kiosk I described earlier) and ate after doing all the stuff with my mom. So this about five hours later. It was my friend's birthday, the one who works there. So I got him a clock and put a comic behind it. I doubt it's very funny, but they don't have to be funny.
-Then I went home, tomorrow will be better. I'm going to wash my feet, that's always fun. (It's only 7:21p.m., I'm not ending my day yet.)
-I woke up earlier than I would sleep in because I decided to have breakfast with my mom this morning. The way my mom runs things is that I have to have one set meal with her on Sunday, so today I made it a morning one so I don't have to report back home for a dinner meal. Which is mandatory at 5:00 p.m., not one second late. Even though I didn't get to enjoy sleeping in, which is one of the few things I look forward to all week, it was worth freeing up the rest of my day.
-So I ate that meal, then bought stuff I needed, because my mom buys me things I need when I let her come with me. Which is frustrating and always embarrassing. Especially the clothes shopping part where she yells across the clothes store "those won't fit you, you're to big, those are to small". I know I'm note fat, it's just that I'm sure there are at least a dozen people within earshot that don't lift their heads to look at me and see that I am perfectly fine weight wise. She shops very aggressively, she speeds walks into the store, finds the first employee, and demands to know where all the items shes looking for are. She then goes through almost every item in that area with unparalleled speed. Almost as if a cyborg, she then calculates between good looks, prices, and attitude as to which items to get.Then if it is sports clothes or so on, she tells them why we're getting it, and embarrasses me further. When I go without her, I take my time, try to blend in and not be noticed, I find what I need and leave. I don't like asking for help because that draws attention to me. I'd rather do it on my own. I don't get the point in searching for clothes items after you've already found what you need, why don't people leave after they get what they need?
-Then on the ride home I bickered with her about the curfew a bit more, I know it will have no results. The point this time was to let her know that I still firmly hold my position on opposition to the stupid curfew.
-After that I went up to my room and looked at happy comics and forgot about being mad at my mom, that brought my mood back to a neutral one.
-I went to PBJ (the kiosk I described earlier) and ate after doing all the stuff with my mom. So this about five hours later. It was my friend's birthday, the one who works there. So I got him a clock and put a comic behind it. I doubt it's very funny, but they don't have to be funny.
-Then I went home, tomorrow will be better. I'm going to wash my feet, that's always fun. (It's only 7:21p.m., I'm not ending my day yet.)
Friday, March 19, 2010
March 19, 2010
-I almost fainted. I grabbed what I thought was a great looking Hawaiian Pizza, and I was shocked at how good it looked. I sat down, and I went to take a bite (I actually got one bite in), until I smelt through my nose. It smelt like dog breath! I gave my pizza to my friend out of disgust. I continued to get a salad, but had the same results. At that point I gave up on eating lunch, I wasn't hungry.
-Another annoying part of my day was that the right part of my right thumbnail isn't clipped fully. It's not sharp, just sticking out. It's agitating.
-As a contra to these negative aspects, some good came out of today as well. For the past 2 days my belt buckle (a reversible one) has been squeaking when I take a step. Today it was silent, I was content.
-I also used a new cup to drink out of on my way to school. Usually my nose is to big for the cup to work. This is because my nose plugs up the hole on the cover that the air flows in through while the juice goes into my mouth. Today I got a new cup with a repositioned hole, and it works great, it made drinking simple.
-Today I had a reoccurring theme that hit me like a hurricane. I always get this thought and feeling that when I'm eating in the school cafeteria, I am eating among buffoons/complete monkeys. I hope to exclude myself, and feel as if I can rightfully do so as well. Seeing as the other kids blow whistles, mess with the lights, play trash can basketball, and act like idiots. I sit at a more mature table, there are a few other mature tables as well. For the most part though, we are eating in a zoo display.
-Today I experienced going super-sain (like in dragon ball, how do you spell say-in?) I held onto a Vandergraph Generator, which gave me an intense charge. My hair stood on end, and in a sense, I felt the power flowing through me. It was really just the feeling of being charged though.
-I end my day at a party and, I will soon go home (due to my curfew). Also, the airquality in the environment I've been chilling in isn't compatible with me nose. Consequentially I'm feeling allergy like effects.
-Another annoying part of my day was that the right part of my right thumbnail isn't clipped fully. It's not sharp, just sticking out. It's agitating.
-As a contra to these negative aspects, some good came out of today as well. For the past 2 days my belt buckle (a reversible one) has been squeaking when I take a step. Today it was silent, I was content.
-I also used a new cup to drink out of on my way to school. Usually my nose is to big for the cup to work. This is because my nose plugs up the hole on the cover that the air flows in through while the juice goes into my mouth. Today I got a new cup with a repositioned hole, and it works great, it made drinking simple.
-Today I had a reoccurring theme that hit me like a hurricane. I always get this thought and feeling that when I'm eating in the school cafeteria, I am eating among buffoons/complete monkeys. I hope to exclude myself, and feel as if I can rightfully do so as well. Seeing as the other kids blow whistles, mess with the lights, play trash can basketball, and act like idiots. I sit at a more mature table, there are a few other mature tables as well. For the most part though, we are eating in a zoo display.
-Today I experienced going super-sain (like in dragon ball, how do you spell say-in?) I held onto a Vandergraph Generator, which gave me an intense charge. My hair stood on end, and in a sense, I felt the power flowing through me. It was really just the feeling of being charged though.
-I end my day at a party and, I will soon go home (due to my curfew). Also, the airquality in the environment I've been chilling in isn't compatible with me nose. Consequentially I'm feeling allergy like effects.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
March 18, 2010
-The pizza had way to many olives on it (the black type). I usually put up with some black olives, but I won't stand for a dissatisfying lunch. If I'm working my way through the day, I demand satisfaction. So I got the special today "Soul Food", it was mac & cheese. The lunch lady offered me spinach as its side. At first the smell and look almost tricked me into thinking it was some sort of Nothing-Master's tangible spell. Then I remembered Pop Eye. I know - I - know - I know, propaganda worked.... but I ate the spinach. It wasn't to bad either. The mac and cheese had a great cheese to mac ratio as well. Today's lunch was an 8 (must you remember this is the cafeteria food scale, it obviously does not compare with a fat, southern mom's tur-duck-in.
- Today for history, I decided on doing a project on Nazi secret weapons. I was so tempted to do shermans vs. tigers(tanks)or General George S. Patent. Instead I went with the Nazi secret weapons.
-In study hall I planned out next years course. I didn't want to take another lab science, but I had to in order to meet the requirements for getting into Babson College, which I would like to go to. Overall, to meet the requirements, I basically went over my senior year's fun schedule and made it boring. But If it's going to make the quality of the rest of my life better by securing a good education, it's worth doing.
- Nothing really notable happened until after school, where I played a few games of Magic the Gathering. It was fun. Then I went to play ultimate frisbee at the equivalent of a captain's practice, but I didn't see anyone there, so they must have not done it today (they do it whenever it's nice out and they can, it's not really planned). After I went and got myself some gear to play ultimate (apparently pros don't even use the frisbee part of the name, they just call it "ultimate"). I got cool looking cleats, getting any shoes that fit my wide feet is always a feat of modern civilization in a whole. I got spandex "so my junk isn't jumping around too much", and wristbands (with a headband). That way I'll look pro. You can't be pro, without looking so. Then to test out my new looks, I dressed up all pro. I accepted a challenge to an air hockey match, and I proceeded to approach it's premise. When I finally arrived I saw the heart wrenching sign on the machine titled "out of order". Then I just went home in embarrassment.
-Also, my left calf muscle was stiff all day, I'm still massaging it. I'm not sure really why, I guess it was just the bad luck gremlins who got me, or something. Over all an uneventful day. I'm fine with that though. I generally ask for dull Thursdays as to not leave much responsibilities left over for Friday, then I really go bezzerker. Friday is my sanctuary. You can have all the crazy fun you want, and know you still have 2 more days of sleeping in to recover. I washed my feet 15 minutes ago, they still feel great. I'm extremely impressed with this feeling.
-I end my day with a nice feeling in my feet, and an excitement for my D&D campaign (well the one I'm in) to get off the ground. Just as yesterday, I have a slight thirst again, which will be cured soon.
P.S.- I forgot some stuff - Yesterday I almost got to go in the top half of a grociery store, then I couldn't though. It was sucha let down. It has always been one of my childhood dreams to go up in there at one of the stores! I really need to make it happen somehow eventually.
- Today for history, I decided on doing a project on Nazi secret weapons. I was so tempted to do shermans vs. tigers(tanks)or General George S. Patent. Instead I went with the Nazi secret weapons.
-In study hall I planned out next years course. I didn't want to take another lab science, but I had to in order to meet the requirements for getting into Babson College, which I would like to go to. Overall, to meet the requirements, I basically went over my senior year's fun schedule and made it boring. But If it's going to make the quality of the rest of my life better by securing a good education, it's worth doing.
- Nothing really notable happened until after school, where I played a few games of Magic the Gathering. It was fun. Then I went to play ultimate frisbee at the equivalent of a captain's practice, but I didn't see anyone there, so they must have not done it today (they do it whenever it's nice out and they can, it's not really planned). After I went and got myself some gear to play ultimate (apparently pros don't even use the frisbee part of the name, they just call it "ultimate"). I got cool looking cleats, getting any shoes that fit my wide feet is always a feat of modern civilization in a whole. I got spandex "so my junk isn't jumping around too much", and wristbands (with a headband). That way I'll look pro. You can't be pro, without looking so. Then to test out my new looks, I dressed up all pro. I accepted a challenge to an air hockey match, and I proceeded to approach it's premise. When I finally arrived I saw the heart wrenching sign on the machine titled "out of order". Then I just went home in embarrassment.
-Also, my left calf muscle was stiff all day, I'm still massaging it. I'm not sure really why, I guess it was just the bad luck gremlins who got me, or something. Over all an uneventful day. I'm fine with that though. I generally ask for dull Thursdays as to not leave much responsibilities left over for Friday, then I really go bezzerker. Friday is my sanctuary. You can have all the crazy fun you want, and know you still have 2 more days of sleeping in to recover. I washed my feet 15 minutes ago, they still feel great. I'm extremely impressed with this feeling.
-I end my day with a nice feeling in my feet, and an excitement for my D&D campaign (well the one I'm in) to get off the ground. Just as yesterday, I have a slight thirst again, which will be cured soon.
P.S.- I forgot some stuff - Yesterday I almost got to go in the top half of a grociery store, then I couldn't though. It was sucha let down. It has always been one of my childhood dreams to go up in there at one of the stores! I really need to make it happen somehow eventually.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
March 17, 2010
-I didn't even eat pizza today, our school offered the one thing it's good at serving, REUBENS. Luckily everyone else was eating one too, so no one grossed me out today. Trust me, that "German" food wasn't real food, someone even brought up how disgusting it was, at the student senate meeting today.
-I woke up early for student senate which happens before school. Like usual, I prioritized my sleeping over experiencing the day, so I fell back asleep. Luckily I have a dual alarm clock system which I set to a 20 minute offset after the first alarm. So it woke me up again, then I had to wait for the bathroom to be open. I might as well had been waiting for a fat, greasy, Italian man to run up the stairs of a sky scrapper all the way to the top. I waited forever.
-The next noticeable part of my day, French, was supposed to be a hell of a time, but was fun. The teacher ventured off from her usually head to head competitive constant insulting sort of corrections attitude. Instead she made it a comfortable environment and took it slow, I really feel confident and as if I benefited from that, it was neat. Although, I got my common assessment back and I was actually on par, so that brightened my mood. I wasn't expecting that because my teacher makes me feel stupid.
-The next noticeable part was bro'ing it up with ultimate frisbee. Our team starts practicing on March 23rd, and we had a sort of coaches practice today after school, it was fun, I consider myself on the higher grade of skills, but by far not the best.
-Then for the first time in 3 weeks I went to bubble tea. 3 weeks without going, for me, is as long as watching the same fat, greasy, Italian man who ran up the stairs fall back down them. It was refreshing to go. Oh for those who don't know what bubble tea is (I also reference the restaurant that sells bubble tea as bubble tea) it looks like this:
It's a drink with bubbles in it, I can't really describe it, it's unexplainable. It's something you'd have to experience, I really like it a lot though.
- Oh, it's Saint Patrick's Day. I wasn't very patriotic (is that the right term?) about it because I'm Jewish and from an ancestral point of view, Eastern European. I have no relation to the holiday once so ever, although the festivities are fun. Well everyone near bubble tea (which is located in the Old Port of Portland, Maine) was extremely drunk, well a lot of them were. It was amusing.
-(Almost) Lastly I have conjured up a few people to start a D&D campaign with. This will be my first time, I am going to be a Ranger. I don't know enough about the game yet to inform you about a Ranger, so I'm just going to avoid that.
-I end my day with a content for what should have been a miserable day. A confusion on why I had so much fun but didn't find a lot of interesting stuff to blog about. This is accompanied by a light thirst which I will now take care of. (Side note: My fatigue from the school week is tiring me, just as everyone else. This week however, I have had the same energy levels, just my eyes are very tempted to close. Every moment they're open feels as if I am opening my eyes in a heavily chlorinated pool!)
-also (I actually turned my computer back on and edited this in because it was so important) Today I washed my feet. I usually shower in the morning, but today I washed my feet at night and they felt so good for a really long time. It's such a relaxing feeling walking around barefooted with clean feet. I guess I never realized how dirty my feet get during the day. So I will be cleaning my feet every night now. And yes I still showered in the morning as well. You should try cleaning your feet about an hour or half an hour before you go to bed, just a quick rinse, you'll love it!
-I woke up early for student senate which happens before school. Like usual, I prioritized my sleeping over experiencing the day, so I fell back asleep. Luckily I have a dual alarm clock system which I set to a 20 minute offset after the first alarm. So it woke me up again, then I had to wait for the bathroom to be open. I might as well had been waiting for a fat, greasy, Italian man to run up the stairs of a sky scrapper all the way to the top. I waited forever.
-The next noticeable part of my day, French, was supposed to be a hell of a time, but was fun. The teacher ventured off from her usually head to head competitive constant insulting sort of corrections attitude. Instead she made it a comfortable environment and took it slow, I really feel confident and as if I benefited from that, it was neat. Although, I got my common assessment back and I was actually on par, so that brightened my mood. I wasn't expecting that because my teacher makes me feel stupid.
-The next noticeable part was bro'ing it up with ultimate frisbee. Our team starts practicing on March 23rd, and we had a sort of coaches practice today after school, it was fun, I consider myself on the higher grade of skills, but by far not the best.
-Then for the first time in 3 weeks I went to bubble tea. 3 weeks without going, for me, is as long as watching the same fat, greasy, Italian man who ran up the stairs fall back down them. It was refreshing to go. Oh for those who don't know what bubble tea is (I also reference the restaurant that sells bubble tea as bubble tea) it looks like this:
It's a drink with bubbles in it, I can't really describe it, it's unexplainable. It's something you'd have to experience, I really like it a lot though.
- Oh, it's Saint Patrick's Day. I wasn't very patriotic (is that the right term?) about it because I'm Jewish and from an ancestral point of view, Eastern European. I have no relation to the holiday once so ever, although the festivities are fun. Well everyone near bubble tea (which is located in the Old Port of Portland, Maine) was extremely drunk, well a lot of them were. It was amusing.
-(Almost) Lastly I have conjured up a few people to start a D&D campaign with. This will be my first time, I am going to be a Ranger. I don't know enough about the game yet to inform you about a Ranger, so I'm just going to avoid that.
-I end my day with a content for what should have been a miserable day. A confusion on why I had so much fun but didn't find a lot of interesting stuff to blog about. This is accompanied by a light thirst which I will now take care of. (Side note: My fatigue from the school week is tiring me, just as everyone else. This week however, I have had the same energy levels, just my eyes are very tempted to close. Every moment they're open feels as if I am opening my eyes in a heavily chlorinated pool!)
-also (I actually turned my computer back on and edited this in because it was so important) Today I washed my feet. I usually shower in the morning, but today I washed my feet at night and they felt so good for a really long time. It's such a relaxing feeling walking around barefooted with clean feet. I guess I never realized how dirty my feet get during the day. So I will be cleaning my feet every night now. And yes I still showered in the morning as well. You should try cleaning your feet about an hour or half an hour before you go to bed, just a quick rinse, you'll love it!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
March 16, 2010
-My pizza degenerated to a grade of 5 out of 10 today. It was yesterdays pizza, but they somehow molded pepperonis onto it as to deceive us into thinking it was a new pizza. Even though my food was of lesser quality, my eating area was much better, I had very few complaints about it. Then, they served buttered sweet potato (with cinnamon sugar). I was Impressed. Hmmm.... Every time I try to bold or Italic, a link gets inserted in this entry - and when I attempt and underline, the command prompt pops open: so in appearance, today's blog, and possibly others, may be bland.
-To start off my day though, I brought 3 clementines! That was really exciting to me. I ate them all in consecutive order. The first was the 2nd best tasting, the second was the 1st best tasting, and the third was as dry as when I tried to make my family's secret recipe cookies. Also, during that class I was assigned a project on WW2. The only thing required with it is a bibliography. I basically just have to make a display about any part of WW2 I wish. I was thinking I could do the U.S.S. Enterprise, General George S. Patent, Nazi Secret Weapons, or Shermans vs. Tigers.
-Next class a Holocaust survivor was giving a presentation so mostly everyone left. but my grade would have plummeted if I skipped that class. So I unfortunately had to skip the speaker, I was agitated. Sadly though, in terms of my future, I think I made the responsible decision. Although history is bound to repeat itself with lack of its knowledge, so that could be said too. I've seen a lot of holocaust survivors at Hebrew School though, so I don't think I will allow history to repeat in that fashion.
-In my third class I played tuba (it was band) at a moderate level. I was okay with my performance in that class, although what came next I wasn't okay with.
- I went to my accounting class when we found out our teacher still isn't here and won't be next class either. So he gave us 30 pages of busy work about financial planning and spending your money wisely, along with setting "smart goals". It had nothing to do with accounting at all, the whole class was erupting like a volcano at the sub.
-UPDATE-WELL I guess this is a good time to elaborate on my mom. (If you don't want to bore yourself skip to the next paragraph.)I've been extremely upset with her lately. Shes been giving me a curfew to try to get me to get my grades up (which I think are back at honor roll now but she doesn't care, or at least close to it). Well anyways she just, like shes closing the door as I'm typing this now, kicked my door open and used her stern voice to let me know what's up. Apparently I've got one week to change or she'll take my car away. I don't think that's a reasonable punishment considering people rely on me for rides, and I rely on it for getting to work. It's gotten to the point where my life needs a car to run the way it is, it's not simply a comfort. I know this is a boring subject so I'll move onto the point I'm making with this. I decided instead of treating my household affairs with emotions and family revolved thinking. I decided that I will treat them as if everyone in my home is a country. I call this theory Household Diplomacy. For example, my first action has been to declare to be a jerk to my mom until she gives into repealing the curfew or her life is miserable. Along with that, I have declared not to care about my mom and her feelings. If her life is miserable, to me it's a better time for me to strike deals. As with all: governments, acts, and laws, there were events leading up to this new theory of family relations. They aren't interesting though, but be warned I'm not just suddenly not caring about my mom, it has stemmed out of events and disputes, kind of like wars. In my eyes though, I'm more boycotting her as a whole and cutting off relations, not so much at war yet. I will declare war once my car has been taken. (What do you think? Is this a good idea, should I show emotions and be less of a dick or maybe not even one at all, I'm really looking for insight. Comment me back, thanks.)
-To put that whole last paragraph in short, my mom and I are like the U.S.A. and Cuba right now in terms of relations. Getting back to my day! I played a game of "Tanks" with my friend, but I kept blowing myself up, I'm glad it wasn't in real life. Then I timed a middle school swim meet. I think the middle school from my city lost, but they came close. I was impressed with the creativity and friendliness expressed by a lot of the middle schoolers. I don't remember that part when I was in middle school. Following that, I attended water aerobics as usual, I'm wishing someday to teach it, and by taking it - familiarizing myself with the class.
-I end my day with a feeling of sorrow in tomorrows outlooks. I have to deal with Math and French, both languages I'm expected to, but don't, speak fluently. However, I have a glimpse of happiness shinning after school is over, the Ultimate Frisbee Team is having a pick up game tomorrow! I will definitely be there!.... after my dentist appointment. Also, I am drafting up my next act in response to what I view as a sort of Zimmerman Telegraph from my mom, a serious threat throwing me into action.
-To start off my day though, I brought 3 clementines! That was really exciting to me. I ate them all in consecutive order. The first was the 2nd best tasting, the second was the 1st best tasting, and the third was as dry as when I tried to make my family's secret recipe cookies. Also, during that class I was assigned a project on WW2. The only thing required with it is a bibliography. I basically just have to make a display about any part of WW2 I wish. I was thinking I could do the U.S.S. Enterprise, General George S. Patent, Nazi Secret Weapons, or Shermans vs. Tigers.
-Next class a Holocaust survivor was giving a presentation so mostly everyone left. but my grade would have plummeted if I skipped that class. So I unfortunately had to skip the speaker, I was agitated. Sadly though, in terms of my future, I think I made the responsible decision. Although history is bound to repeat itself with lack of its knowledge, so that could be said too. I've seen a lot of holocaust survivors at Hebrew School though, so I don't think I will allow history to repeat in that fashion.
-In my third class I played tuba (it was band) at a moderate level. I was okay with my performance in that class, although what came next I wasn't okay with.
- I went to my accounting class when we found out our teacher still isn't here and won't be next class either. So he gave us 30 pages of busy work about financial planning and spending your money wisely, along with setting "smart goals". It had nothing to do with accounting at all, the whole class was erupting like a volcano at the sub.
-UPDATE-WELL I guess this is a good time to elaborate on my mom. (If you don't want to bore yourself skip to the next paragraph.)I've been extremely upset with her lately. Shes been giving me a curfew to try to get me to get my grades up (which I think are back at honor roll now but she doesn't care, or at least close to it). Well anyways she just, like shes closing the door as I'm typing this now, kicked my door open and used her stern voice to let me know what's up. Apparently I've got one week to change or she'll take my car away. I don't think that's a reasonable punishment considering people rely on me for rides, and I rely on it for getting to work. It's gotten to the point where my life needs a car to run the way it is, it's not simply a comfort. I know this is a boring subject so I'll move onto the point I'm making with this. I decided instead of treating my household affairs with emotions and family revolved thinking. I decided that I will treat them as if everyone in my home is a country. I call this theory Household Diplomacy. For example, my first action has been to declare to be a jerk to my mom until she gives into repealing the curfew or her life is miserable. Along with that, I have declared not to care about my mom and her feelings. If her life is miserable, to me it's a better time for me to strike deals. As with all: governments, acts, and laws, there were events leading up to this new theory of family relations. They aren't interesting though, but be warned I'm not just suddenly not caring about my mom, it has stemmed out of events and disputes, kind of like wars. In my eyes though, I'm more boycotting her as a whole and cutting off relations, not so much at war yet. I will declare war once my car has been taken. (What do you think? Is this a good idea, should I show emotions and be less of a dick or maybe not even one at all, I'm really looking for insight. Comment me back, thanks.)
-To put that whole last paragraph in short, my mom and I are like the U.S.A. and Cuba right now in terms of relations. Getting back to my day! I played a game of "Tanks" with my friend, but I kept blowing myself up, I'm glad it wasn't in real life. Then I timed a middle school swim meet. I think the middle school from my city lost, but they came close. I was impressed with the creativity and friendliness expressed by a lot of the middle schoolers. I don't remember that part when I was in middle school. Following that, I attended water aerobics as usual, I'm wishing someday to teach it, and by taking it - familiarizing myself with the class.
-I end my day with a feeling of sorrow in tomorrows outlooks. I have to deal with Math and French, both languages I'm expected to, but don't, speak fluently. However, I have a glimpse of happiness shinning after school is over, the Ultimate Frisbee Team is having a pick up game tomorrow! I will definitely be there!.... after my dentist appointment. Also, I am drafting up my next act in response to what I view as a sort of Zimmerman Telegraph from my mom, a serious threat throwing me into action.
Monday, March 15, 2010
March 15, 2010
-Today, on a scale of 1 to ten, my pizza was a 6. My crust could have been more bountiful, and the cheese could have been a bit less tough. In the grand scheme of things however, the "fresh" green peppers and onions lightened up my mood. Although, one thing that did not, was this other kids lunch. He had to sit right next to me, and eat this gross lunch. He said it was German, I said "you minus well throw up and save yourself the process of putting all that in your stomach, then throwing up". He went on to eat it anyways, I wasn't impressed.
-Then for the first time I realized people are saying "might as well" not "minus well".
-I also started a blog today, I think it will be a good one, but everyone lives in the shadows of others.... I called it "Mild Humor" because I thought "Mild Depressant" would attract the wrong type of crowd. Although I'm afraid it lives in spirit of being a title this kid I don't like would think of using, but I don't really care I guess.
-On another topic -my hair. Today I was instructed to put oil in it, which is supposed to make it good? Well today I suffered through the day looking like a grease rag, but I don't know how many people actually noticed.
-I also re-affirmed my opinion on gay rights after seeing the play at our local school revolving around "The Laramie Project" for the 3rd time. I don't get why gays don't get all the rights everyone else does. Not even from a fueled political point, but due to the fact that the only reason (I've heard of) preventing it is religion. What ever happened to separation of church and state? I say: "dumbbbbbbb". Although someone will probably send me a comment telling me why that theory does not apply to this concept, if so, I'll read it. Also, if gays could marry, our state would bring in more money from their profit off of giving civil union and marriages and stuff, crap, I need to be more knowledgeable on this topic.
-Now I am ending the day with a slight itch on the top portion of the upper sector of my left pointer finger, I will soon put lotion on it.
-Then for the first time I realized people are saying "might as well" not "minus well".
-I also started a blog today, I think it will be a good one, but everyone lives in the shadows of others.... I called it "Mild Humor" because I thought "Mild Depressant" would attract the wrong type of crowd. Although I'm afraid it lives in spirit of being a title this kid I don't like would think of using, but I don't really care I guess.
-On another topic -my hair. Today I was instructed to put oil in it, which is supposed to make it good? Well today I suffered through the day looking like a grease rag, but I don't know how many people actually noticed.
-I also re-affirmed my opinion on gay rights after seeing the play at our local school revolving around "The Laramie Project" for the 3rd time. I don't get why gays don't get all the rights everyone else does. Not even from a fueled political point, but due to the fact that the only reason (I've heard of) preventing it is religion. What ever happened to separation of church and state? I say: "dumbbbbbbb". Although someone will probably send me a comment telling me why that theory does not apply to this concept, if so, I'll read it. Also, if gays could marry, our state would bring in more money from their profit off of giving civil union and marriages and stuff, crap, I need to be more knowledgeable on this topic.
-Now I am ending the day with a slight itch on the top portion of the upper sector of my left pointer finger, I will soon put lotion on it.
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