Aw man!

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

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

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

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

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

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.
   

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...

 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.

"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

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Someone prove that (sin(x)^1/2)cosx-(sin(x)^5/2) cosx = cos^3 sqrt.(sinx)

Half way to one thousand... ish

Why do Chickens Have to Poop?

Just kidding! I'm not going to talk about C.hocolate R.aisins A.nd P.eanuts. Actually I was just trying to weed out the Bloggers who don't care what I have to say. Okay not true that wasn't my original intent, but if it works out that way, fine with me.
What I really want to blog about is kinda a continuation of the last two posts. Life is busy, responsibility is hard, and all God wants out of me is constant praise and worship and glory... wait what was that?... Praise, worship, and glory... Hmm, is that all? My father believes otherwise.... I've decided I do also... now that it has been brought to my attention. For the longest time I thought that God made me for one purpose: to glorify him with my life... I wholeheartedly believe that I was made go glorify God, BUT that's not all God wants from me. He made me so that I would seek to have a relationship with Him... I've heard it sense before I was a kid, but I have never fully understood it. So do yourself a favor and understand that while God wants to be your Lord and Master, He also wants to be your friend.
I know really really really corny sounding, but so true. No God doesn't want to be on your FB friends list. He doesn't want you to have his App. God isn't a convenience. That's why I hardly ever use the Bible App. I don't want God in my pocket, so that I can pull him out when I want him. I want to know him and have him in my heart.
Take your best friend for example. If someone asked you what your friend wants for their birthday you'd probably know. If you made dinner for your friend you'd probably know what they'd like to eat. If you were picking out a clothing item for your friend you'd probably know what color they'd want it to be. I want that kind of relationship with God. I want to KNOW him. Not to be a worship robot. If God wanted a robot He'd have made one. However he didn't he made man in his image with a free will. He didn't want me to worship him because He told me to and I had to. He wants to tell me to worship him and then let me choose to do it for myself. He made me so that he could have fellowship with me. Not just normal fellowship, though. He wants perfect fellowship with me. Oneness. His Spirit came to live in me when I was saved, so that God and I could be connected intimately.
I got to ride my motorcycle today.
He is constantly seeking a relationship with me. He is a completely faithful being. I may not respond to his desire for me, but that will never change how he feels. I always want to be relating with stuff. I'm so distracted by the things of this world. I seek things that do not comply with Gods holiness. Thus I'm not only ignoring God, but I am making him my enemy. The separation is my choice and my doing. God must withhold glory and satisfaction from those who don't even seek a relationship with him. I could try to glorify God without actually loving him. I could do good deeds. However without love, these works count as nothing. I could do them for God. I could make my boss's shop look really clean. I could make sure everyone knows that his shop is spotless. I could make his company look really good. I could bring him glory with my work. I don't have to like him. I don't have to care about his life. All I have to do is work for my $10/hour and make my boss look as neat as possible.
Same thing with God. I could do what the Bible says. I could be a good example of a christian. I could seek God's glory. However if I only seek His glory so that I can be satisfied or even free from sin, then I'm missing out on everything.
God doesn't want a glory machine. He wants his creation to choose to love him. Seriously love him. Not just love what he does for me. But love him like he loves me. Because he loved me first. God doesn't love me for all the glory he can get out of me. It's not the benefits that I bring that attract his affection. He loves me unconditionally. I could never earn his love. The only way I could possibly receive it is if it is given freely. Then it's all up to me to return with love. He is always holding up his half of the relationship, I just have to get my half together... You can't really measure it by halves can you? Gods part is a lot bigger than mine... I't's getting late and I have homework to do. I could probably talk about this forever.
Anyway it turns out they don't use all the food they eat to live. Some of the waste must be digested and expelled. Thus we have chicken poop... ish

Yes I'm 18

"Oh, you had a birthday? how did you turn?"

"18"

" So now your an adult. Does it feel any different?" 

"No...Yes...ish"

What do you mean do I feel any different. No I don't have back pain. no I don't crave strange foods. No I'm not any more or less interested in the opposite sex. However I'm under a whole new amount of pressure. I have to get a licence. I have to make money. I have to finish high school. I have to write this post before Sunday. Then there's always the hope of a rest... when I'm 75 years old and retired. That is if I make enough money to retire, and assuming I live to 75. Chances are I'll die of cancer or a car accident or heart disease before 45. 

No I didn't physically change from January 13th to January 14. At least not much. However I do have a sense of responsibility that I'm not excited about. "Oh but being an adult is so much better"... Yeah you have fun backing that one up. Sometimes I just want to go to sleep and wake up with all my work done. Alas that never works. In fact I tend to wake up with more work than when I started. 

I used to look forward to summer. I still do.

Who's idea was the triangle. They should be shot. The dust that used to make up their body should be...(face turning red, ears beginning to steam)... Thrown into a light summer breeze! (deep inhalation) Yeah... Thrown into the wind. Never again able to torture society with the hidden complexities of three sides and three angles. 

If you haven't noticed my brain travels when I give it time to think. It doesn't mill over one subject. It starts somewhere and goes off to who-knows-where. For example the last five minutes of my day were not spent writing the last few sentences. Right after "who-knows-where" I remembered that I just downloaded skype to my phone. Turns out in order to get into my account I have to remember my password. Sense when do yo actually have to know your password? I thought computers were supposed to be convenient. Anyway...

So yeah, responsibility. What happened to being done with school at 12:00. What happened to  the days I would wake up at 5:00 and finish my school before breakfast. Then I could spend all day outside playing with sticks and jumping on the trampoline and playing computer games and building lego castles and all the best things in life. Now people expect me to be different. I'm not supposed to enjoy running around whacking people with sword-like objects. I'm not supposed to like making little airplanes and buildings out of little building blocks just so that I can destroy them again. sometimes I envy the creators of Godzilla.  

They expect me to just put away childlike things and become a man. Well, being a kid, all men seem to have time for is work. Sigh. Being a man doesn't look fun. Being mature sounds hard. And no I don't like a challenge... Unless it has to do with settling small hexagonal islands.

Then you are all the sudden an adult, a man. You are either mature or a failure. Your either working or dying.  Your either contracting "you are" correctly or you're uneducated. Life just doesn't stop coming at you... I could do it. I could work from 8:00 am to 5:00 pm like my dad. I could wake up at 5:00 so that I have time to be in the word. I could be a mature man. BUT I DON"T FEEL LIKE IT! I'd much rather sleep til 7:00, start school at 9:00 and be done at 12:00, spend all afternoon on the computer or playing with me younger brothers. Maybe even pick a chore off the list I have and do it. Then if I get a chance I'll take a nap and have a weird/cool/amazing/new/interesting/thought provoking dream. After that I'll expect a ride to a friend's house where I will enjoy the time I was supposed to spend sleeping hanging out with the people I love. Then I'll go home and sleep some more. That sounds like much more fun. However I can't imagine doing that same thing when I'm 35. Living with my parents, getting them to drive me around, working 10 hours a week so that I can buy toys for myself. What an empty life... how pathetic would that be.

"So how old are you"

"I'm 23" 

"What school do you go to?" 

"I graduated."

"Oh really? from where?"

"CWCS"

"High school?"

"Yeah... I'm planning on going to MJC when I grow up."

(sigh) I guess if I'm going to grow up it should be soon... tomorrow maybe. I'm going to go read my last post now... Well believe it or not this took an hour and a half to write. Yes, I'm 18. Yes, life is changing fast. Yes, I plan to step it up. No I don't want to stay a kid forever. I want to want to glorify God with my life. I want to be mature. I want to move out. I want to start a family. I want to go to school and get a good education. I want to have a good job that can support my family without everyone worrying about weather or not we will be able to pay our bills. I want but I can't have unless I find motivation and actually change the way I treat life... 

"Excuse me, I've been turned into a cow. Can I go home?" I could do some really close reading on that line... ish.

Just Some Deep Thinking

I seem to be lacking motivation... I never seem to want to do anything. I mean I'm eighteen but I don't have a drivers licence, I hardly ever get all my homework done on time, and I don't want to go to a concert. The only thing that motivates me to go to work is because I get paid. I know that doing my homework pays in the long run, but that doesn't seem to get me to change my behavior. I don't even know why I'm writing this.
I seem to be missing something big... Oh yeah... Seeking to glorify God in everything that I do... *sigh*... then of course this has to include dying to myself and my own glory and satisfaction... But I like bringing satisfaction to myself; sleeping in, procrastinating, taking naps, hanging out with friends, staying up late, playing Settlers, etc, etc... These things make me so happy, why would I want to do anything else... Well they don't exactly pay the bills (not that I have many of those yet). They also don't last very long. Shoot, I'm already eighteen. I can show you plenty of examples in my life of "joys" that have worn themselves out. I don't find nearly as much pleasure in sucking my thumb as I used to.... So either I'm going to have to constantly try to find new things to satisfy myself, or I'm going to have to find the strength to be content with what I have... How could I ever be strong enough to keep from procrastinating. I'm constantly wanting to not do whatever it is i'm supposed to be doing. For example... THIS POST... I don't have a blog post written in my homework assignment. However here I am, during the hour and a half I've set aside for English homework, writing a blog. I am at this moment lacking the power to keep myself on track. How do I get that power? What will motivate me to get the work I'm supposed to do done.
Well being a good christian boy (or man or whatever I am), I should just ask God for the strength and be done with it. Easy as that.... Oh wait I tried that before didn't I? Hmmm... Why didn't it work. I know God can give me anything. Why is he keeping me from succeeding in my life?.. Could it possibly be that I don't have enough faith? Maybe I just didn't believe enough... OR, it could be that I want Gods power, but I don't care about him at all in the situation-*gasp*- NO, not good little me. God is always the center of my life! You can tell by... all the good things I do... like... procrastinate... work only for my own satisfaction... make my parents and friends drive me around cause I'm too lazy to drive myself...
It looks to me like I'm not bearing any good fruit. Yeah sure there's a little grape I like to call not cussing. There's some real fruit. But is it for God that I don't cuss, or party, or smoke, or drink... "Well when you make him Lord of your life this stuff is easy to conquer"... Maybe. However it's also easy to stay out of all that when you can't drive to the party, you can't say those words cause most of the people you talk to are christian, you can't smoke because your parents would find out and make you feel bad about it... These are very selfish reasons that have nothing to do with God. They are plenty motivation to stay out of that garbage. But what about my mind? Who sees where that goes? Well there's God. But judging by the past paragraph I don't really care what he thinks, all I want from him is power to become successful. And I ask why he won't give it to me. Hmmm... Well lets go back to plan A. God says (in the bible) that we are created to be in fellowship with him and work. Well I'm trying to get the working part down. The first part though is unimportant. I mean how could fellowship have a hand in receiving help from God? How could seeking his glory have a hand in giving me success? How can being humbled and dying to myself possibly bring me satisfaction? Where is the joy in giving my life to Christ?..
Basically what this all comes down to is me wanting my own glory. But God doesn't work for me. God doesn't seek my glory. He doesn't want me to be empowered to do my will. He works for Himself. He seeks his glory first. He wants me to be empowered to do his will. AGH!! I'm out of time! okay really quick here. God will never glorify me. I need to glorify Him. I have to seek to satisfy His desires. I have to make what He wants what I want. only then will he lend me his power. I will be successful in all I do because it will be him doing the work. Not to say I just sit back and watch him. But true satisfaction can be had when my goal is to worship him in all I do. No I'm not perfect. I'm probably going to sin at some point in my future. However I'm looking forward to bearing some real fruit. Not for my enjoyment. For Gods....

I'm sorry this is so all over the place. I didn't have time to organize anything, I kinda just started writing and didn't stop until my time was up. Anyway I hope this makes you think about what motivates you. Do you do what you do becouse of people around you. Or is it genuinely coming from a desire to have God first in your life? I'm done now...ish

Oops I Procrastinated Again

This week I was supposed to write two blogs, but I procrastinated. I planned on doing my blog posts in the extra time provided by presidents day. My boss had told me I technically had the day off and apparently it's a school holiday too. I was supposed to have time to write fifty blogs.

But yesterday at church my boss asked me if I could come to work anyway for a couple hours. I said yes, knowing how stupid it would be to turn down a chance at getting paid real money. I slept in a little because my boss wanted me to come a little late (due to the holiday). I got dressed for work, grabbed a water bottle, ate some oatmeal, and jumped in my dad's truck for a ride to the shop. I spent the next four hours sandblasting, sweeping, blowing, washing, lifting, wrenching, sorting, searching, and driving all over the shop where I work. While I was sandblasting the handle of a vise on a saw I got a call from my boss's neighbor. Then I realized that I had agreed to do some yard work for them on Friday. I said I was sorry (multiple times) and that I could do the work right after I was done at the shop. when I finished my boss was already going home for lunch so I got a ride back with him. The next two and one half hours were spent getting introduced to my customers and their yard, and mowing, weed whacking, raking, and sweeping. then during the process of getting a ride home from my mom I came across a text from my youth pastor telling me that the some people are getting together to play some softball at 4:00. So I decided to go straight there from my boss's neighbor's house. 

Now mind you I haven't eaten sense breakfast and it's now 3:30. I don't do well without lunch. In fact after a day full of activity I tend to get a little hungry. So you can understand my thankfulness when my mom brought me an apple some cheese and the end of a loaf of bread. Not one bite of that meal made it to the park. It actually didn't even make it half way. But anyway the next two hours of my day were spent running, catching, bating, throwing, and failing at softball. 

Then finally I got to go home. My mom had made... some food, I made a salad and at last I got to eat my dinner. After that I helped wash some dishes, made some smoothies, and watched a movie. It was around 10:00 when the movie was over so I decided to go to bed (I don't do well without at least eight hours of sleep). 

This morning I woke up and it wasn't Monday any more. In fact the day had officially changed at midnight to Tuesday. I realized I hadn't done any school and that two blogs were due for my English class. Alas now I only have time for this one... ish

playing with my phone

I just got a new phone. No it's not an iPhone. IPhones are too expensive per month. I've been doing a lot this month, for example I just got my permit. The mailman was also at the DMV. But he was just delivering mail. I usually see the mailman (not the one from the DMV) on my way home from work. At least when I ride my bike. Not my motorbike I don't have a license for that yet. Or a helmet. The helmet is for protecting my head. After all my head is one of the most valuable parts of my body. That and my heart. Gotta take care of that thing. Nobody wants heart problems. Though our diets prove otherwise. But no worries there's always intrusive surgery and side effect producing drugs. But only for half of you who end up with coronary issues. The rest of you will die of a heart attack before you notice any other symptoms. The good news is... Um...So how about them 49ers. Oh wait sore subject at the moment. It's harder to be uplifting than it looks. Though some people make it look uber easy. Have you ever met Rhonda Stopie... Stopppie Stopy... Spelling isn my strongest point. Oh wait watch this... Okay never mind. I don't get how this works-wait it worked! My phone is so smart. Looking back now I can see a few typos. But you know I'll just have to deal with them later or never. Um the rest of this blog post will be the voice ... Something... With my phones speaker because, you know, it's so much more convenient than just typing the words out. so that's what we're going to do from now on. because my phone is so smart, you know, that I was talking about earlier. anyway... so I went to work today. Got a lot of stuff done. unloaded the car that I went to go get earlier this week down south. I wonder if my phone would make a. When I say. Or a doc when I say dot. Ooo cool it worked well not for dot and they turn my dog into dog at that 1 spot that's kinda weird. and now it's a dog. I'm getting kind of annoyed but they're not making the first letter of the sentence a capital. they keep replacing the word but with the word that. I guess I just have to enunciate more. but for the most part it's actually pretty cool that I can just talk to my phone and it does my homework for me. oh wait a blog wasn't required for this week was it... then I guess I'm just wasting time but that works too. the downside to talking to my phone and having it right for me, is it the fact that the music stops every time I press the button. did I not mention I was listening to music, well I am. you're listening to me talking right now, you would probably be laughing at me. And that would be because I have to say,.,. And stuff like that while I'm talking. which is just kinda awkward. don't worry Joe I won't do this often, um I just thought it might be fun to play with my phone. but I won't be talking this conversationly in all my blog posts. I'll make them much more interesting. I mean, when you talk it's a lot different than when you write... I find myself talking more and more like John Green when I do English homework... and I have noticed this because I haven't been talking while doing my English homework. I've been writing and typing and all that , but I haven't been talking. unless Im talking to somebody else. well I guess sometimes I talk to my homework.
mostly just when I'm really bored, or angry. sometimes you just make a video of myself talking. this is kind of fun I can understand why people do this all the time. this is probably 1 of the most random posts I've ever made. I'm yelling right now but you get tell because I don't be gay. haha okay I'm not editing that last sentence. it's just too interesting. okay babe I gotta move on. babe ?!?!?! what! where does it get these words I mean ... what! this is the kind of fun , but funny and weird at the same time... sorry everyone, I'm in serious need of a nap right now... Dish add replace my ish with a dish ... Ish

Oh Wow... Bringing out the Oldies

This is old 5 paragraph essay I wrote for my sister (my English teacher at the time). I want so badly to fix some stuff on it but I must refrain so that you all can see exactly how far I have come sense 2008. I apologize  for the 784 times I use the word "way". And I noticed throughout this paper I often play the role of captain obvious (not a super hero). Also my opinion of rich superheros has changed. I mean some people don't have powers and money is all they can work with... I accept that now.

Spiderman is Way Better than Superman 

          There are many different types of superheros. Some have lots of powers, some are just extremely rich and they buy their powers (That's cheating). many of them are cooler than others. But I'll just talk about Spiderman and Superman. Some people may think that Superman is better but he is not and I will prove it in this essay. In this paper I will confirm that Spiderman is better than superman by discussing there super suit, the villains they fight and their powers.

          They both have super-de-duper suits but Spiderman's is better, becouse it looks way better. For example, Spiderman's suit is a better color and I would rather Spiderman's suit than Superman's. "No Capes!" Spiderman does not have to worry about a cape. What if Superman was getting dressed in a telephone booth and could not find his cape? What if someone saw him half dressed? His identity would be found out. Superman doesn't have a very good disguise. Michelle Michell said "when did glasses make a good disguies. someone should have figured out by now that with glasses he's Clark Kent, without glasses he's superman Even Lois couldn't be that stupid." And Spiderman dos not put his underwear over his suit. Every hero needs a super suit and Superman has a really lame one.
          All hero's have to fight some villains. Superman usually has mortal enemies. Unlike Spiderman who usually fights villains that have as much power as him. The villains in Spiderman have way better suits, and better weapons. The villains in Superman don't have suits. And the bad guys in Spiderman either have awesome Weapons (like the hover board) or they don't need weapons (kind of like Venom).Michelle Michell said "Lex Luther Buys his power (remember "that's cheating"). Spiderman's vilains have better moves. And Spiderman's enemies are way smarter. The green goblin is really a mad scientist, and his son is not so mad but he is a scientist. And so is doctor-octopus. Every hero has an enemy and Spiderman's are better.
          Superman has way to many powers. He is almost invincible, he has x-ray vision, he can lift anything, he can fly, he can make time go back, he can hear from miles away and the list goes on. But Spiderman, he has spider webs and spider senses. He can work with those and get a super hero. Superman is an alien therefore he is not super-MAN he is just ordinary alien. but Spiderman he is spider-man, Spiderman had to figure out his powers. But Superman was born with powers. It's too easy for Superman.
          Now you see why Spiderman is way better than Superman. Spiderman's suit is better because he does not have a cape and he wears his underwear inside his suit. The villains in Spiderman are better because they have better suits, they are smarter and stronger. And Spiderman works harder because he has fewer powers to work with. Spiderman is way better than Superman!

So that's it. I guess I had the main gist of it. I obviously didn't know a lot about spiderman or superman but I did know who was better... ish

My Dream Pet

Besides of course a bird of prey (hawk, owl, eagle, vulture...) my most desired pet would have to be a Ferret, and here's why...

1: Do you know what will happen if you let a ferret out of it's cage...(pause for suspense effect) it will RUN AROUND.

2: They keep the unwanted vermin out of the house/yard.

3: They're like a cross between a cat and a dog... and a rat... and a snake (long body and neck) making it the ultimate pet.

4: They're small. And everyone knows small animals have small poops.

5: But they're not too small. About 20'' + 5'' tail.

6: Their name literally means "little thief", cant top that...

7: It'd be cool to teach it tricks. "Nice, your dog can roll over. My ferret can chase gophers out of their hiding places and then DEVOUR THEM!!!

8: they are very social. A group of ferrets is actually called a "business".

9: They dance when they're happy.

10: They're so cute! And cool looking. I mean they are like... see for yourself,

11: They have a tank named after them.

12: And finally (start whispering) "If you let a ferret out of it's cage... it will RUN AROUND!"

Unfortunately the ownership of ferrets in California is illegal, so this will have to remain a dream... ish

When I'm Bored

You know when you go to bed but your not really tired so your mind just starts wandering? Or maybe your in a really boring class and you just start thinking up random scenarios. Anyway this happens to me all the time, so I figured I'd write about it. The following are all "a guy walks in with a gun" scenarios.

Someone steps into my room with a hand gun, while I'm in bed . It is obvious he plans to kill me... I don't know why... So I use my legs to fling my covers over him as I grab one of my knives and roll to the floor. While the invader regains balance and tried to untangle himself I trip him grab, the wrist of his gun-hand, twist it, and disarm him. At this point I get up as fast as I can and back up to a wall with his gun and my knife pointed at him. He is now my prisoner, and I instruct him to grab my cell phone and call the police for me. 

Or maybe I'm in church and some guy with a gun walks in and starts cappin' people. If I'm not one of the firs ones down I duck behind the chairs (like everyone else will), and pull out my little church knife (no joke I have a couple little knives that I wear when I'm not working... when I am working I carry a big knife). When the terrorist turns his back I stand up and throw my knife. If he is stationary and close enough to me the knife should stick. at that point I use the momentum from my throw to charge him. Hopefully the shock and pain will throw him off long enough to give my time to take him down. Then it's a matter of holding him down long enough for someone to help me take his gun.

So I'm in school and a guy walks in with a gun and starts shooting. I'm in my class room so he doesn't see me. I run to the door and hide next to it as close to the ground as I can get. I wait for him to come in, and when he does I jump up, grab his gun, and point it up and to the side as I use my upward jump to knee him in the chin. Then while he's off balance pull him into the room by his gun and swing the door into his face. I'm still pulling his gun but the door kinda stopped his body so he has to let go of the weapon. Now I take the gun, turn it on the intruder and have another student call the po-po.

These are all very unrealistic, and would probably all end in me getting shot in the face, but that's just some of the stuff that goes through my head when I'm bored... ish

'Cmon Guys!

Okay we've been a while without posts (mostly because of Christmas). And I'm not just talking about me, I'm talking about the people I follow on blogger. So I have decided, all on my own, to challenge you all to take up some of the following prompts.

!: A raindrop for a day (mostly just so you know how I feel).

@: How you would protect yourself if someone attacked you in your room.

#: List of new years resolutions you plan to break.

$: Where would you go if you had a week to spend traveling.

%: The Doctor shows up at your house...

^: A poem (no Haiku's)

&: A drawing of the robot you wanted as a kid.

*: Come the Zombie Apocalypse what weapon(s), would you use.

(: Where you want to live when you grow up. (realistically)

!): If you were stranded on Jurassic Park who would you want to be with you. (Bear hunting: you don't have to run faster than the bear, you just have to run faster than your buddy.)

These are all off the top of my head so have fun with them. If you don't like any of them at least write something worth reading por favor... ish