Posted in Blog

Last day of school (PART ONE)

WARNING: THIS PAGE CONTAINS LOTS OF AWESOME PICTURES. IF YOU HAVE A SLOW COMPUTER, GO GET SOME BEETS OR SOMETHING UNTIL IT LOADS.

Yes, beets.

Ok, pictures!

  Craig and his “blue steel” getting into the car

 

One of the scariest pictures… sorry Ashley I just had to upload this one

Me and Bart… we kind of look related in this picture! He could be my older brother. With less fashion sense. (Got it at Wal-Mart Seger! WHAT NOW??)

I think it’s cute. Me and Cody here, him looking slightly pained. Neither of us have braces!

 

Aww so cute… Bart and Cody in Comp Lit. I have no idea what Bart is doing but Cody looks good.

 

Creepy stalker-ish picture. I was doing this to everyone. I like being odd. (oDd)

Me and Ben…. we kind of look related too!

 

Jack and new emo hair…. sorry but I miss the curly days. 

Posted in Movies

Burn This City!!

I’m trying to break out of my previous no-blog niche. Sorry. And in an attempt to calm down my mind (I have an AP Human Geography test in a couple hours), I’ve decided to post something.

So in the past two days I’ve seen The Departed and Iron Man. I loved them both. So the name Bill didn’t really fit with Leonardo Di Caprio, but that’s not important.

The Departed, although I loved the intensity and anxiety, used the F word every other phrase. Seriously, it was almost a little over-done at times. Sure, it’s a strong word for certain situations, but The Departed may have overused it. A tad. But still, I really enjoyed this movie. I was tense the whole time, and the storyline tugged me along and threw me into unexpected walls, to my delight. I love when a movie isn’t predictable. The final scene was very well played out (Mark Wahlberg. MARK WAHLBERG!!), although the scene before that, at the abandoned building, was a bit much. I’m pretty sure the editors and directors were strung out on something and had blood on their minds towards the end, but I liked the majority of the movie too much to be too angry.

Iron Man’s movie reviews are dead on. Excellent cast, excellent action, excellent dialog, excellent movie. I saw it in theaters with my friend Rachel yesterday. I’ve never actually read the comic book, but I don’t think it mattered if you were familiar with them or not. I think they tied comedy with intensity very well, because I was entertained as well as on the edge of my seat the whole movie. Of course, the soundtrack was pretty good as well, which helped.

I would recommend Iron Man to pretty much anyone. As for The Departed, well, if you don’t mind cursing (and a lot of it) and enjoy mafia-style movies mixed with undercover spies, then go rent it.

Ok, back to last-minute revival of memory. Toodles!

 

Oh, I almost forgot. DO YOU SEE HOW MANY NEW COMMENTS THERE ARE??? YES!!!! My “Let’s Argue” seems to be a success, and the best part is that people who aren’t members of the site are checking back to converse and debate! NEW PEOPLE!! NEW HITS!! I AM REBORN!!!!!!!

 

Also, The Host, Stephenie Meyer’s new book, is one of my new favorite books. Check it out. Came out Tuesday. Excellent.

Posted in Teenage Life

Like Death

There are few things in life I find cowardly, because I realize that most anything takes at least an ounce of strength, but with today’s technology, humans are getting weaker and weaker.

And there is one thing that makes me angry above all else.

Let’s explore the lesser offenses. Number one, asking someone out over instant messaging, text messaging, or phone call. This is just weak. If you can’t ask them out face to face, how do you expect to date them??

But there is one thing that is even worse, even more cowardly. It is something that gets you first place in the competition for biggest jerk. Breaking up with someone over text messaging.

Not only is this cowardly, but it is demeaning to the person you are talking to, it sucks a thousand times worse, it’s more unexpected, and it’s all around the most awful way to do it. Getting dumped sucks enough without your refusal to step up and say it to their face. This is just wrong. This is just inhumane. No one deserves that, no one. At least be a man about it and say it to their face.

To those of you who know me very well, I must seem like a dirty hypocrite. Yes, I once broke up with someone over instant messaging. In my feeble defense, I didn’t set out to break up with him over it, and I wasn’t trying to avoid the pain (I’d broken up to him face to face before- long story), but the fact remains. Getting dumped over lifeless words on a screen S-U-C-K-S. No emotion, not attachment, no nothing. You take the last of their dignity away because you don’t even give them the chance to respond.

Let this be a lesson to everyone out there. Don’t do this. Being a teenager sucks enough without having to deal with the insufferable jerks that inhabit the high schools. 

Posted in Blog

ABE LINCOLN!

I am SOOOOO sorry I haven’t been updating. It’s been like two weeks. Ouch. Myyy bad.

In my defense, again, I have been insanely busy. I also got a job as a nursery home slave. The actual job title is “Activities Assistant”, and the actual job description is “helping with activities for old people”. But what I have actually ended up doing with my time is serving nasty looking food, cleaning up the mess afterwards, taking people back to their rooms, and breaking up old people fights.

Yes, you read that right, breaking up old people fights. So yesterday, a fairly belligerant resident in a wheelchair and a usually even tempered old man in a walker nearly got into a fist fight. I’m not even kidding. They were this close. It’s hard to explain without using hand gestures and visuals, but I’ll try my best.

Basically, the lady in the wheelchair was kind of in the way of the door and was waiting for another old lady to get out of the way. The old man was in a hurry and snapped at her to get out of the way. The old lady, who doesn’t like anyone anyways, was not happy. There was another lady near her, near enough so that the old man’s walker couldn’t get through. After a couple more rude exchanges, the old man decides he just wants to get through, so he starts forward and tries to force his way through the two wheelchairs. Obviously, this doesn’t work very well, and his walker got stuck. Now the old lady is cursing, the old man is cursing, and I’m freaking out. It needs to be said that there are a couple nurses standing around, and they all just stand there gawking.

The old lady is now waving her arms wildly, and the old man is about ready to throw some punches. So since the people who are paid to take care of these two look on, I calmly explain to the man that I need to push his walker back a little bit so I can get them both out of there. it takes a couple seconds but finally I get them calmed down enough to push the old man back a minute, get the womans wheelchair out of the way and get to the door, and the conflict is resolved.

Or so you would think. As soon as the only lady is enough out of the way for him to get through, he books it to the door, and as he passes her makes another rude comment I can’t remember. This results in the woman yelling something at him riddled with profanity, which the old man replies to with a “shut up, woman!”, which offends the old lady greatly and causes her to return the phrase of goodwill. I get the man out the door, try to calm down the woman, who yells at another little old lady further down the hall. I’d just like to point of that the nurses were STILL standing there watching this unfold.

Geez. Three days on the job and I’m already doing every one else’s. Guess that doesn’t end in high school.

I’m never going into the medical field.

PS. The title of this blog is the answer an old lady gave when I asked her who the first president of the united states was. (We were doing word games, and that was one of the questions that came up)

Said, ain’t it?