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Howdy pard'nur.
How boring was today? Pretty boring I tell you.
I got to wake up late because I had the breakfast for Bank of America this morning. Me and mom rushed out of the house and got there at like 8:20, mom ironically forgetting to grab the umbrella from the car (which will be important later).
When I walk in to get my nametag, the lady tells me, I just wanted to let you know, when your name is called, there will be about 20-30 seconds for you to say a few words.
Woe.
The ceremony was cool however, I met 3 kids I didn't know who were also being honored, and 1 I did know (weird story I'll tell you later). So blah blah blah time goes on I'm sitting eating breakfast trying to formulate words to say when I get called up. Thankfully I'm called up second. I make my speech (which was amazing bee tee double-u), picture picture, sit.
Everyone else is recognized, and finally it's time to leave. I check my phone, and it's 11:20. Crap, I don't wanna go to school now. So the next 20 minutes was spent schmoozing with all the other people who won. Hopefully I'm going to be doing something with Fairchild Tropical Botanic Gardens soon.
So me and mom finish up, walk outside, and either God was just dumped, or He forgot to turn off His faucet. We wait about 30-40 minutes seeing if it'll clear up, and obviously it doesn't. So we run through the rain, getting completely soaked, to get to the car. We get home, and I really don't feel like going to school now. So I change into my pajamas and sit there watching T.V.
And thus ends the story of my day (minus a nap).
On to the random portion.
I really want to take AP Art History...like now. But the FLVS class is closed for the year :(. Man...I don't want to have to wait till next year to take it.
Also, I want to make a website called yourcloset.com or something like that.
My vision? I have people take a picture of every item in their closet and upload it to a file server that can be accessed by this website. Then, they ask me to go in and select an outfit for them from their current wardrobe. Wouldn't that be cool? I could add functionality features like being able to denote if a piece is in the dry cleaners or in the dirty clothes.
Now all I need to do is learn PHP and implement my idea. (The hard part, you know?)
Well, thus ends my update on today.
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Thursday, November 02, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
"Nickel Nitrate"
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So I decided to start blogging for real today.
Why? Because if I get into MIT I want to be on their blogging team. Dorky, huh? yeah, shush.
Let's have a recap of my day.
There was no sun today in Ruppel, when does that ever happen? Power to the teachers for working the contract. I've got like 10 pages of notes on his powerpoints and lectures so far, but hey, it's a better habit than sitting there staring into space.
Book Club meeting was huge today, I guess they dumped all the kids in who wanted to b.s. I was running around all period trying to give boxes to teachers for the book drive we're having. At least Reb is giving extra credit, God knows how much everyone in her class needs it.
Physics? What else do we do in physics? Sudoku....period.
Comp Sci- Still working with arrays with Group 1 (the beginner group). She told us to implement a binary search *jugular*. It works sometimes, but not all the times :(. I need to fine tune it and think of a way to make it work.
History- ....*snooze*....Federalist? Republican? What? another chapter I don't care to listen to.
Ceramics- Kirk has food poisoning so we had Mr. Barrow as a sub. I went to the Carnegie Mellon presentation which was cool. (number 2 engineering choice for sure) Then I went back to ceramics and I sat on Jamie's lap and we repeated Family Guy quotes and cracked up the whole time.
Chem- Wow. Our lab report wasn't due today, thank Jeebus. So he wanted us to repeat the experiment the honors kids did using a colorimeter on "Nickel Nitrate"...turns out it was water with green food coloring, LMAO.
I really wanna read Frankenstein again. I liked that book a lot. *random*
Glenda you're such a carpetbagger! We know JMac is your cover up for your carpet-ness. "LAWLZ IM A SCENESTER!"
Anyways, tomorrow is my breakfast at the biltmore for the Bank of America Student Leaders Award that I'm recieving, that should be fun, my mom's coming with.
Final Fantasy XII came out and I totally want it but that would cut into the money I have for any sort of camera (which I'm in desperate need of :( ). Oh the dilemma,
Woe.
I need people to start reading my blog. Like, now. I want comments.
Oh, and suggestions on the cam I should get? It needs to be about or less than $300.
*Ending Transmission*
*Begin Transmission*
So I decided to start blogging for real today.
Why? Because if I get into MIT I want to be on their blogging team. Dorky, huh? yeah, shush.
Let's have a recap of my day.
There was no sun today in Ruppel, when does that ever happen? Power to the teachers for working the contract. I've got like 10 pages of notes on his powerpoints and lectures so far, but hey, it's a better habit than sitting there staring into space.
Book Club meeting was huge today, I guess they dumped all the kids in who wanted to b.s. I was running around all period trying to give boxes to teachers for the book drive we're having. At least Reb is giving extra credit, God knows how much everyone in her class needs it.
Physics? What else do we do in physics? Sudoku....period.
Comp Sci- Still working with arrays with Group 1 (the beginner group). She told us to implement a binary search *jugular*. It works sometimes, but not all the times :(. I need to fine tune it and think of a way to make it work.
History- ....*snooze*....Federalist? Republican? What? another chapter I don't care to listen to.
Ceramics- Kirk has food poisoning so we had Mr. Barrow as a sub. I went to the Carnegie Mellon presentation which was cool. (number 2 engineering choice for sure) Then I went back to ceramics and I sat on Jamie's lap and we repeated Family Guy quotes and cracked up the whole time.
Chem- Wow. Our lab report wasn't due today, thank Jeebus. So he wanted us to repeat the experiment the honors kids did using a colorimeter on "Nickel Nitrate"...turns out it was water with green food coloring, LMAO.
I really wanna read Frankenstein again. I liked that book a lot. *random*
Glenda you're such a carpetbagger! We know JMac is your cover up for your carpet-ness. "LAWLZ IM A SCENESTER!"
Anyways, tomorrow is my breakfast at the biltmore for the Bank of America Student Leaders Award that I'm recieving, that should be fun, my mom's coming with.
Final Fantasy XII came out and I totally want it but that would cut into the money I have for any sort of camera (which I'm in desperate need of :( ). Oh the dilemma,
Woe.
I need people to start reading my blog. Like, now. I want comments.
Oh, and suggestions on the cam I should get? It needs to be about or less than $300.
*Ending Transmission*
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
crap at school sux, but w/e i'm not overtly worrying.
Kingdom of Heaven was an awesome movie, go see it, no matter what.
Family Guy is my favorite show in the world, Stewie is the best
Here are some of his many quotes:
Stewie: Damn there must be some clue to the source of their mental manipulation techniques, your body and you, every four weeks for three to four days it’s entirely normal for every young woman, Oh my god that’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard in my life.
Cindi: That totally sucked, you guys call yourself cheerleaders, well I call you cheer-losers!
Stewie: hmm this Cindi is definitely the alpha of the group.
Cindi: And what happened with the pyramid? I almost broke my neck.
Stewie: *gasp* The pyramid, of course, it must be the key to their power. Mission objective, eliminate Cindi and take her place at the top of the pyramid. They're getting nude! *gasp* Oh i mustn't watch, it's not the proper thing to…whoa, I say nice ones Janine, and look at Lisa and all her curvaceous glory, oh my, it seems my wee wee has been stricken with rigor mortis.
Cindi: *gasp* Here comes Scott
*everyone goes quiet*
Stewie: Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God
*Scott walks by while none of the cheerleaders speak*
*giggle*
Stewie: *turns on tape recorder* I have yet to discover the secret of their mind control powers, also, trying to comprehend their obsession with the homosexuals from N*sync.
*Stewie in diaper in front of mirror*
Stewie: Ugh, look at how fat you are, you disgust me, Oink Oink fatty, oh yes, yes, you'll take butter on that English muffin won't you because you're the cheerleading squads token blimp. You don't deserve to eat.
*runs to toilet and throws up*
Meg: Hey Stewie, if I had a job I could buy the bag myself.
Stewie: Hmm, I squandered my munitions budget on that insipid Rugrats video, perhaps I should seek employment, mother teaches piano, I suppose I could try as well.
*flash to house*
Stewie: Alright try it again Richard, and remember, the wrong keys are electrified
*Richard plays twinkle twinkle but hits wrong note and is electrified. Richard begins to cry*
Richard: I don’t wanna play the piano
Stewie: Indeed, perhaps you'd rather play the bassoon.
*pan to girl tied up over shark pit playing bassoon. Girl plays twinkle twinkle but hits wrong note and is lowered further. Scream.*
Flappy Jack: Meg, order up
Waitress: Here you go hun, from Flappy himself *hands order of pancakes to Stewie*
Stewie: I don’t care if their from Kubla filthy wretched Khan
Waitress: Try ‘em, you’ll like ‘em
Stewie: Yes well I rather like that mmm...oh, yes, oh, oh, these are delectable, Flappy! Good news! I have decided not to kill you!
Meg: Being a single mother is hard, but the real challenge is having a baby who’s addicted to crack, right Stewie?
Stewie: Oh what’s that? Oh oh yes yes, I love crack, I'm absolutely kookoo for crack.
Meg: This is the first time he's eaten something other than dog food in three weeks. Oh well, here’s your check, god bless.
*Stewie served an order of blueberry pancakes*
Stewie: What’s this, blueberries, oh, oh my, oh, that’s better than sex!
Stewie: No no, I wont, get that puree of loathsomeness away from me.
Lois: But you love mashed turkey and peas.
Stewie: I'm sorry what was that? I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that. Did you just tell me what I love? Hmm? Write this down you toad faced frump, I love pancakes!
Indian Kid: Stewie, would you like to learn how to wrap a turban?
Stewie: Oh, why don't you teach it to the Chinese girl, or perhaps she can learn after her people invade your country.
Indian Kid: *gasp* Lily, would your people really do this?
Stewie: Try and stop them, or try and stop Pablo’s people from using drug money to buy arms from Lee's countrymen who will in turn sell them to Yuri's people so that they can ethnically cleanse the rest of this nauseatingly diverse grab bag of genetic party favors you call a family. So now you understand, yes? You all hate each other.
Doctor: Well Rudolph, we finally figured out what makes your nose red.
Rudolph: Is it pixie dust or, or leprechaun tails?
Doctor: No, it's a tumor
Rudolph: You mean like a magical Christmas tumor?
Doctor: No, a malignant tumor, the base of which is lodged deep within your brain.
Rudolph: Oh, *pause* like a happy special...
Doctor: You're going to die
Meg: Hey everybody, guess what I am.
Stewie: The end result of a drunken back seat grope-fest and a broken prophylactic?
*Stewie begins to puff cold air*
Stewie: Look at me, look at me I’m smoking, dog, dog, look, look. You know alcohol doesn't really make you warmer, in fact it constricts the blood vessels, causing…
Brian: Shut up
Stewie: *gasp and yanks on Lois's scarf* The dog just told me to shut up; I demand to know what you're going to do about this. *yanks again* Hey, hey, the dog just told...
Lois: Be quiet Stewie.
*Stewie pretends to smoke again*
Stewie: Freezing my nips off here.
Lois: Who wants cookies?
Stewie: Oh I do, but keep talking; all this talk of eye gouging has gotten me all frisky. Really, I've got about a half pack of Rolaids in my diaper
Brian: You better not tell Lois this.
Stewie: Or else what?
Brian: Or else I'll show Lois those pictures of you in her wedding dress
Stewie: You said there was no film in that camera!
Lois: Would you mind finishing up?
Brian: Uh, sure
Stewie: Yes, yes, do you like cleaning my doodee Brian? Say it, say it, say it, I like cleaning your doodee Stewie. Ha! Don't forget the taint.
Joe: This van has the latest law enforcement technology, watch *flips switch to on*
*Arms come out of ceiling and hold Peter in handcuff position*
Computer: Suspect, Suspect, You have the right to remain silent.
Peter: Hahahahaha, Sweet.
Cleveland: Hey, let me try.
Joe: Cleveland, don't!
Computer: Minority suspect, minority suspect *arms come down with sticks and begin to beat Cleveland* Danger, he's got a gun *arm comes down from ceiling and plants gun next to Cleveland*
*Cleveland moaning in pain*
*Stewie wakes up to Brian licking himself*
Stewie: Ahh, What the Hell do you think you’re doing?
Brian: I’m cleaning myself
Stewie: You were clean 15 minutes ago, now you’re just on vacation
Kingdom of Heaven was an awesome movie, go see it, no matter what.
Family Guy is my favorite show in the world, Stewie is the best
Here are some of his many quotes:
Stewie: Damn there must be some clue to the source of their mental manipulation techniques, your body and you, every four weeks for three to four days it’s entirely normal for every young woman, Oh my god that’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard in my life.
Cindi: That totally sucked, you guys call yourself cheerleaders, well I call you cheer-losers!
Stewie: hmm this Cindi is definitely the alpha of the group.
Cindi: And what happened with the pyramid? I almost broke my neck.
Stewie: *gasp* The pyramid, of course, it must be the key to their power. Mission objective, eliminate Cindi and take her place at the top of the pyramid. They're getting nude! *gasp* Oh i mustn't watch, it's not the proper thing to…whoa, I say nice ones Janine, and look at Lisa and all her curvaceous glory, oh my, it seems my wee wee has been stricken with rigor mortis.
Cindi: *gasp* Here comes Scott
*everyone goes quiet*
Stewie: Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God
*Scott walks by while none of the cheerleaders speak*
*giggle*
Stewie: *turns on tape recorder* I have yet to discover the secret of their mind control powers, also, trying to comprehend their obsession with the homosexuals from N*sync.
*Stewie in diaper in front of mirror*
Stewie: Ugh, look at how fat you are, you disgust me, Oink Oink fatty, oh yes, yes, you'll take butter on that English muffin won't you because you're the cheerleading squads token blimp. You don't deserve to eat.
*runs to toilet and throws up*
Meg: Hey Stewie, if I had a job I could buy the bag myself.
Stewie: Hmm, I squandered my munitions budget on that insipid Rugrats video, perhaps I should seek employment, mother teaches piano, I suppose I could try as well.
*flash to house*
Stewie: Alright try it again Richard, and remember, the wrong keys are electrified
*Richard plays twinkle twinkle but hits wrong note and is electrified. Richard begins to cry*
Richard: I don’t wanna play the piano
Stewie: Indeed, perhaps you'd rather play the bassoon.
*pan to girl tied up over shark pit playing bassoon. Girl plays twinkle twinkle but hits wrong note and is lowered further. Scream.*
Flappy Jack: Meg, order up
Waitress: Here you go hun, from Flappy himself *hands order of pancakes to Stewie*
Stewie: I don’t care if their from Kubla filthy wretched Khan
Waitress: Try ‘em, you’ll like ‘em
Stewie: Yes well I rather like that mmm...oh, yes, oh, oh, these are delectable, Flappy! Good news! I have decided not to kill you!
Meg: Being a single mother is hard, but the real challenge is having a baby who’s addicted to crack, right Stewie?
Stewie: Oh what’s that? Oh oh yes yes, I love crack, I'm absolutely kookoo for crack.
Meg: This is the first time he's eaten something other than dog food in three weeks. Oh well, here’s your check, god bless.
*Stewie served an order of blueberry pancakes*
Stewie: What’s this, blueberries, oh, oh my, oh, that’s better than sex!
Stewie: No no, I wont, get that puree of loathsomeness away from me.
Lois: But you love mashed turkey and peas.
Stewie: I'm sorry what was that? I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that. Did you just tell me what I love? Hmm? Write this down you toad faced frump, I love pancakes!
Indian Kid: Stewie, would you like to learn how to wrap a turban?
Stewie: Oh, why don't you teach it to the Chinese girl, or perhaps she can learn after her people invade your country.
Indian Kid: *gasp* Lily, would your people really do this?
Stewie: Try and stop them, or try and stop Pablo’s people from using drug money to buy arms from Lee's countrymen who will in turn sell them to Yuri's people so that they can ethnically cleanse the rest of this nauseatingly diverse grab bag of genetic party favors you call a family. So now you understand, yes? You all hate each other.
Doctor: Well Rudolph, we finally figured out what makes your nose red.
Rudolph: Is it pixie dust or, or leprechaun tails?
Doctor: No, it's a tumor
Rudolph: You mean like a magical Christmas tumor?
Doctor: No, a malignant tumor, the base of which is lodged deep within your brain.
Rudolph: Oh, *pause* like a happy special...
Doctor: You're going to die
Meg: Hey everybody, guess what I am.
Stewie: The end result of a drunken back seat grope-fest and a broken prophylactic?
*Stewie begins to puff cold air*
Stewie: Look at me, look at me I’m smoking, dog, dog, look, look. You know alcohol doesn't really make you warmer, in fact it constricts the blood vessels, causing…
Brian: Shut up
Stewie: *gasp and yanks on Lois's scarf* The dog just told me to shut up; I demand to know what you're going to do about this. *yanks again* Hey, hey, the dog just told...
Lois: Be quiet Stewie.
*Stewie pretends to smoke again*
Stewie: Freezing my nips off here.
Lois: Who wants cookies?
Stewie: Oh I do, but keep talking; all this talk of eye gouging has gotten me all frisky. Really, I've got about a half pack of Rolaids in my diaper
Brian: You better not tell Lois this.
Stewie: Or else what?
Brian: Or else I'll show Lois those pictures of you in her wedding dress
Stewie: You said there was no film in that camera!
Lois: Would you mind finishing up?
Brian: Uh, sure
Stewie: Yes, yes, do you like cleaning my doodee Brian? Say it, say it, say it, I like cleaning your doodee Stewie. Ha! Don't forget the taint.
Joe: This van has the latest law enforcement technology, watch *flips switch to on*
*Arms come out of ceiling and hold Peter in handcuff position*
Computer: Suspect, Suspect, You have the right to remain silent.
Peter: Hahahahaha, Sweet.
Cleveland: Hey, let me try.
Joe: Cleveland, don't!
Computer: Minority suspect, minority suspect *arms come down with sticks and begin to beat Cleveland* Danger, he's got a gun *arm comes down from ceiling and plants gun next to Cleveland*
*Cleveland moaning in pain*
*Stewie wakes up to Brian licking himself*
Stewie: Ahh, What the Hell do you think you’re doing?
Brian: I’m cleaning myself
Stewie: You were clean 15 minutes ago, now you’re just on vacation
Sunday, April 24, 2005
First Post
Well this is pretty cool, I'm new to this site, but hey, it's gonna end up fun :)
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