I'd like to say I'm back and in the swing of things, but I am a working man now and have absolutely no good reason to blog... Actually, now that I think of it there are a couple.
It's Wednesday, and I have one hour to finish this post, eat, shower, and unload the groceries from the car. So lets make this quick!
My Summer:
Work
Last Camp (victorious)
MOTORCYCLE
Cherry lake...
Rim Fire
No Airsoft
And I ate a few bananas
My siblings are... encouraging me to help with the groceries so I guess its time to go... ish
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
I Doubt This Will Be Read
As I predicted! the summer schedule has bombarded the lives of bloggers everywhere, and nobody has time to write. This will probably be brief (due to lack of anybody reading it anytime soon), but here I go.
WORK. It seems to be all I can talk about. I love my job... I hate my job... mixed feelings... I got out of school and BANG full time employment at the shop. I was supposed to have way more time to tidy up the shop and organize all the tools, materials, and stuff. However I've hardly spent any time cleaning and organizing. Basically the day I started full time I was put on one of the machines. Sense then I've been putting parts in the machine, pressing "Cycle Start", taking them out, and measuring them. I obviously haven't started making programs, but I'm learning a lot about the tools and prints we use in the shop.
Today I de-burred and polished 83 parts for Clorox, and my hands are all cramped up (thus making typing a difficult task).
Besides work. I've been doing laundry. And that's pretty much it. Eating, sleeping, churching, and laundry. Oh and playing games on my computer whenever I get the chance. Wow, full time work really simplifies your life. Besides having to deal with money and plan my future, life is pretty simple... Hm... they told me it would just get worse... I must be doing it wrong.
One thing that is harder though is deciding what to do with the time that I spend not working. I've been brought up to spend a lot of time with my church and family. However, now that I'm so busy they tend to compete with each other. Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights are already set aside for church. But now I have to choose weather or not to go to college group on Fridays. My parents have made a point to stay home and be around for us kids rather than go to every bible study group they are eligible for. So being an adult I now have to choose weather or not to follow their example...
I have to start saving money! Class M, M attire, car, house, retirement... The thing about planning ahead is it has to happen before anything else... Life doesn't make that easy on you.
Music. I really like my music and for a while I thought I could listen to it forever... but after a month of full time work that requires my ears to be plugged most the time, I'm starting to run out of music on my phone. I'm thinking of purchasing some new tunes, but I don't know what bands I'd like, besides the ones I already listen to.
Well so much for brief. I really have to set aside more time for blogging... ish
WORK. It seems to be all I can talk about. I love my job... I hate my job... mixed feelings... I got out of school and BANG full time employment at the shop. I was supposed to have way more time to tidy up the shop and organize all the tools, materials, and stuff. However I've hardly spent any time cleaning and organizing. Basically the day I started full time I was put on one of the machines. Sense then I've been putting parts in the machine, pressing "Cycle Start", taking them out, and measuring them. I obviously haven't started making programs, but I'm learning a lot about the tools and prints we use in the shop.
Today I de-burred and polished 83 parts for Clorox, and my hands are all cramped up (thus making typing a difficult task).
Besides work. I've been doing laundry. And that's pretty much it. Eating, sleeping, churching, and laundry. Oh and playing games on my computer whenever I get the chance. Wow, full time work really simplifies your life. Besides having to deal with money and plan my future, life is pretty simple... Hm... they told me it would just get worse... I must be doing it wrong.
One thing that is harder though is deciding what to do with the time that I spend not working. I've been brought up to spend a lot of time with my church and family. However, now that I'm so busy they tend to compete with each other. Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights are already set aside for church. But now I have to choose weather or not to go to college group on Fridays. My parents have made a point to stay home and be around for us kids rather than go to every bible study group they are eligible for. So being an adult I now have to choose weather or not to follow their example...
I have to start saving money! Class M, M attire, car, house, retirement... The thing about planning ahead is it has to happen before anything else... Life doesn't make that easy on you.
Music. I really like my music and for a while I thought I could listen to it forever... but after a month of full time work that requires my ears to be plugged most the time, I'm starting to run out of music on my phone. I'm thinking of purchasing some new tunes, but I don't know what bands I'd like, besides the ones I already listen to.
Well so much for brief. I really have to set aside more time for blogging... ish
Saturday, May 11, 2013
DONE!... but not really
Okay first things first; I have more views from Germany than I do from the US. I have a feeling people are getting bored of me talking about my life... so I won't talk about how I'm done with my Precalculus class. And I won't tell you all about all the other school I still have to do. Instead I will talk about... ummm... something interesting... okay I really don't have anything off the top of my head at the moment. SO, I would like for anyone who actually reads this to make a suggestion, even if it seems stupid or whatever. Just give me something to work with. Cause I don't know what you want to hear or see. Up until know I've just been shooting into the dark. and you know what happens when I shoot in the dark...
Also summer is on it's way and I don't want everyone to quit posting. I'm kind of afraid that people will get so busy or lazy and quit writing.... and that would just be sad....that's it for now...ish
Also summer is on it's way and I don't want everyone to quit posting. I'm kind of afraid that people will get so busy or lazy and quit writing.... and that would just be sad....that's it for now...ish
Friday, April 19, 2013
Brainstorm at the World and You
Okay, there are no rules that say I can't blog about my English homework. "But Ben, don't you have homework t-" SHUT UP AND LET ME BLOG! Yes I do have homework to do. HOWEVER, writing my thoughts helps me organize them, and my blog is for voicing my thoughts. So technically I am doing homework. "But Be-" Don't but Ben me; I got work to do...
Aright I have to write about A Song of Joys for my class. This is a moderately long poem that talks about the joys of life. It talks about nature, man, work, death, and the soul. (I can be in my blog.... no really that's special) I, when I read the poem (the 50th time) found an interesting message. The poem is basically talking about Boundaries, or lack there of. It's saying that, no matter your profession, there is no limit to joy or freedom of the soul. It's saying that the soul owns all and has all, no matter your age or gender.
I assume that the time period is notable. Walt Whitman wrote this poem in 1860, (that date was harder to find than you might think) a time when things were being invented to make work easier. Normal (middle class) people started looking to their stuff for joy. With less time on work they could spend more time on themselves. People started watching and participating in sports. They started reading more fiction. They developed hobbies. People had begun an age of self entertainment rather than preservation. Until this point people had to find joy in their work, not (so much) their play. What you and I live now is a matured version of this new age. However Walt never mentions golf, video games, or diet fads in his poem. His poem is filled with work. "How can that bring jo-" I said shut up! This poem marks the last generation that truly knew where joy is found. Not in entertaining one's self, but rather finding joy in doing one's job to the best of one's ability. To participate in fulfilling one's purpose....(my mind is approaching depression, I don't know why)
I also have a power point project thing to do. I have to talk about myself. I hate talking about myself. Unless I'm blogging. Well it shouldn't be too hard... I'm dying on this schedule. Literally, I'm loosing my mind. I'm returning to the dust from whence I came. I should take a nap... I'm done blogging today...ish
Aright I have to write about A Song of Joys for my class. This is a moderately long poem that talks about the joys of life. It talks about nature, man, work, death, and the soul. (I can be in my blog.... no really that's special) I, when I read the poem (the 50th time) found an interesting message. The poem is basically talking about Boundaries, or lack there of. It's saying that, no matter your profession, there is no limit to joy or freedom of the soul. It's saying that the soul owns all and has all, no matter your age or gender.
I assume that the time period is notable. Walt Whitman wrote this poem in 1860, (that date was harder to find than you might think) a time when things were being invented to make work easier. Normal (middle class) people started looking to their stuff for joy. With less time on work they could spend more time on themselves. People started watching and participating in sports. They started reading more fiction. They developed hobbies. People had begun an age of self entertainment rather than preservation. Until this point people had to find joy in their work, not (so much) their play. What you and I live now is a matured version of this new age. However Walt never mentions golf, video games, or diet fads in his poem. His poem is filled with work. "How can that bring jo-" I said shut up! This poem marks the last generation that truly knew where joy is found. Not in entertaining one's self, but rather finding joy in doing one's job to the best of one's ability. To participate in fulfilling one's purpose....(my mind is approaching depression, I don't know why)
I also have a power point project thing to do. I have to talk about myself. I hate talking about myself. Unless I'm blogging. Well it shouldn't be too hard... I'm dying on this schedule. Literally, I'm loosing my mind. I'm returning to the dust from whence I came. I should take a nap... I'm done blogging today...ish
Monday, April 15, 2013
16 Views From Russia?
I wonder how many people who view my Blog actually read it...
Well today I have a little time to blog, under the excuse of it being English work. Well, as some of my regular readers already know, I'm a little behind in my schoolwork... Basically I did a weeks worth of school per month last quarter... Bad idea. Anyway, now I am on a strict schedule, for example Monday:
5:00... AM- Wake up, Bible study, eat, shower, dress... basic morning just way earlier and compacted.
6:00 - An hour of Pre-cal. (the worlds worst high school class) I have a final coming up and 3 weeks to finish 15 six-hour sections of homework.
7:00- English- thus here I am.
7:45- Go to work. Thank God my boss gave me a couple days off to study.
12:15-30 PM- Return from work and eat lunch.
1:00- Pre-cal.
3:00- English
4:00- Pre-cal.
5:30- My longest break of the day starts. I Help make dinner (for my home ec. class), then proceed to consume and help clean up said meal.
8:00- Pre-cal.
9:00- Economics
10:00 Finally I get to go to bed... but wait I haven't checked my FB, or my e-mail (as if anyone does that anymore).
11:00 GO TO SLEEP.
Now this is probably my hardest day, but the others aren't much different. This day consists of 12 hours of work, 6 hours of sleep and 6 hours of eating, cooking, chores, bible reading, driving, riding, and FB. Dag...
As you can imagine this schedule doesn't leave much time for knife throwing, youtube, bro-fighting, TV, working out (not that big a deal), Settlers, laundry, or even shopping online for the coolest swords and guns. I do get to go to church on Sunday but I miss it on Wednesday nights. Responsibility fell like a brick on my head... I should write a song... but I have no time...
The good news is I WILL graduate, and this will only last three weeks. After that all I have to worry about is getting into a JC, and getting my class M licence. Again I could talk forever, alas I must return to my actual studies... ish
Well today I have a little time to blog, under the excuse of it being English work. Well, as some of my regular readers already know, I'm a little behind in my schoolwork... Basically I did a weeks worth of school per month last quarter... Bad idea. Anyway, now I am on a strict schedule, for example Monday:
5:00... AM- Wake up, Bible study, eat, shower, dress... basic morning just way earlier and compacted.
6:00 - An hour of Pre-cal. (the worlds worst high school class) I have a final coming up and 3 weeks to finish 15 six-hour sections of homework.
7:00- English- thus here I am.
7:45- Go to work. Thank God my boss gave me a couple days off to study.
12:15-30 PM- Return from work and eat lunch.
1:00- Pre-cal.
3:00- English
4:00- Pre-cal.
5:30- My longest break of the day starts. I Help make dinner (for my home ec. class), then proceed to consume and help clean up said meal.
8:00- Pre-cal.
9:00- Economics
10:00 Finally I get to go to bed... but wait I haven't checked my FB, or my e-mail (as if anyone does that anymore).
11:00 GO TO SLEEP.
Now this is probably my hardest day, but the others aren't much different. This day consists of 12 hours of work, 6 hours of sleep and 6 hours of eating, cooking, chores, bible reading, driving, riding, and FB. Dag...
As you can imagine this schedule doesn't leave much time for knife throwing, youtube, bro-fighting, TV, working out (not that big a deal), Settlers, laundry, or even shopping online for the coolest swords and guns. I do get to go to church on Sunday but I miss it on Wednesday nights. Responsibility fell like a brick on my head... I should write a song... but I have no time...
The good news is I WILL graduate, and this will only last three weeks. After that all I have to worry about is getting into a JC, and getting my class M licence. Again I could talk forever, alas I must return to my actual studies... ish
Monday, April 8, 2013
Do I Even Have Time for This?
The simple answer... NO.
Fart my life.
Aright the following post is proof that I am the worst student in the world... (read in normal excited irresponsible way)
Okay if girls can blog about their obsessions with famous boys, I have decided I can blog about my current attraction to... wait for it... sharp objects (said as I swing my fist up in an uppercut motion)!
I can't help it! they're just so great. I don't know if you've ever held a knife or a sword, but just the possession of such an object give the bearer a huge sense of power. I don't care if it's just a butter knife. Holding = Strength. If you understand this concept you can't help but relate to my constant desire for a larger, sharper, grander blade.... Oh, and I have pictures, just like any love struck teenage fan-girl.
Did someone say Spartans. Oh, just me? Cool... Any way, this little sword (or big knife) is the classic sidearm of the best Greek warriors. Lets face it; sometimes spears break. This little guy here will get you a lot farther in battle than a broken stick. This blade is also very useful in crowds. Being short makes it awfully versatile. And it doubles as a machete. OOO, and while we're on ancient Greek amazingness.
Katana. Japanese, swift, elegant, strong, long, sharp, beautiful, unbeatable.
... Wow I'm dorky... more people should be dorky..."I know how to fart out a dragon... Indeed, indeed I do!"-My little bro right now... perfect. I apologize for this post, I know it's about as interesting as 1-D but I thought I'd get it out of my head and on... the internet... Maybe this isn't such a good idea after all... ish
Fart my life.
Aright the following post is proof that I am the worst student in the world... (read in normal excited irresponsible way)
Okay if girls can blog about their obsessions with famous boys, I have decided I can blog about my current attraction to... wait for it... sharp objects (said as I swing my fist up in an uppercut motion)!
I can't help it! they're just so great. I don't know if you've ever held a knife or a sword, but just the possession of such an object give the bearer a huge sense of power. I don't care if it's just a butter knife. Holding = Strength. If you understand this concept you can't help but relate to my constant desire for a larger, sharper, grander blade.... Oh, and I have pictures, just like any love struck teenage fan-girl.
It's just so BIG... Yet manageable. The hand-and-a-half sword is my favorite medieval western sword. You want to use a shield? No problem! You prefer two hands for more power? Go ahead! You want a longer reaching one hander? Sure thing! Nuf said... on that one...
"I'm getting one!"- Pipin, LOTR
Katana. Japanese, swift, elegant, strong, long, sharp, beautiful, unbeatable.
... Wow I'm dorky... more people should be dorky..."I know how to fart out a dragon... Indeed, indeed I do!"-My little bro right now... perfect. I apologize for this post, I know it's about as interesting as 1-D but I thought I'd get it out of my head and on... the internet... Maybe this isn't such a good idea after all... ish
Thursday, April 4, 2013
507 views
Someone prove that (sin(x)^1/2)cosx-(sin(x)^5/2) cosx = cos^3 sqrt.(sinx)
Half way to one thousand... ish
Half way to one thousand... ish
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