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Well, this is me. Just in case the flowers have got you confused, I'm a guy named Michael. I'm 16 and... hmm... not much more I should be broadcasting to the entire world. I'm 5'8'' ish have very dirty blonde hair (ITS NOT BROWN DAMMIT!!! ITS BLONDE!!!), and said hair is long. Right now I've got it past my shoulders (thats a weird word, isnt it?) and I intend to keep growing it indefinitely. I think it would be cool if I had hair so long that I could wear it like a toga. that way, I could come to school one day, and be like, "Look! I'm naked! Except not!" Then again, I also think it would be cool to have a large hole in myself, but thats another story. Soo.... take a look around. I highly suggest the journal entries. And this calander is pretty cool. And this tagboard's pretty fun. I mean, I played with it...
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Sunday, August 15, 2004
Hey y'all
I just got back from camp on Friday, and it was a wicked good time! Because I'm lazy, and don't feel like describing everything that happened, you get the...
SUPER BULLETTED VERSION (yay!)
-The first thing you need to know was that this place was insanity. Half of the counselors were going to be freshmen in college, so they were about the same age as us. So, basically, next to none of the rules were enforced.
-Poker-Some kids brought chips (the good, heavy kind, not the crappy plastic ones) and played many games of Texas Hold-Em...for real money. So, I got my initiation to real gambling through a poker game in a dorm room at Endicott college. I actually didn't do to badly-I lost $5 in one game, then won back $2 later- considering I had never (ok, maybe once) played Texas Hold-Em before. I'm proud of myself, because I'm not only somewhat of a goody-two-shoes, but I'm also the stingiest person on the planet.
-Brown water-One of the nights, the fire department flushed the nearby hydrants, and all the water in the bathrooms was consequently brown. It was actually kinda funny, cuz you'd take a crap, then flush the toilet, and the water would get browner. lol. rather amusing.
Sex-No, I didn't have sex. But im prertty sure a bunch of other people did! For one thing, my roommate was talking on his cellphone in our room (I asked if he wanted me to leave and he told me to stay), and had a long discussion with his (girl?)friend about how they regularly had group sex. One part of the conversation I remember was when he was telling his gf to, "Make sure Brad stays away from you. He's been trying to get with you for weeks!" I was reading AP chem at the time, but found it slightly hard to concentrate on it. lol In addition to all of that, the people in one of the regions, southeast, were the most sexual group of people ever. They were like pinching each other's asses and lying on each other every other second. It was pretty damn funny to watch. It was especially clear to me how inexperienced I am when it comes to life when someone asked who was a virgin, and out of 8 or 9 people, 3 raised their hands. I also caught a couple looking through the Cosmo "Best Sex Tips" issue.
-Workshops- Yes, I'm a nerd. But the workshops were interesting! We learned all of this stuff about student rights and No Child Left Behind and special ed... it was pretty cool. I'm in a workgroup thats gonna try to get a bill passed making it mandatory for schools to put student rights in the handbook. I get to write laws!!! Yay!! :-)
So yea, camp was cool. It made me realize some things about myself that depressed me somewhat, but oh well. "I am what I am, and thats all that I am." (That was Popeye, right?) Yesterday, I worked on Colin's Eagle project, which was hot work, but it was cool. We walked around the cemetary on Waverly Road for about 6 hours marking down which graves belonged to veterans.
And this morning, we learned that my dad has a severe bee allergy. My dad walked out on the balcony and was trying to clean the gutters when he got stung twice. He immediately started swelling up and turning red, so they jumped in the car and went to lawrence general (I was still asleep). He has been having minor allergic reactions when he got stung in the past, but this time, he couldn't even stand up by the time he reached the hospital. He was fine after a few hours, at which point my parents came home. Then, my mom went into the bedroom (the balcony is off of my parents bedroom) to look for more bees, when she looked out on the balcony and discovered... a big-ass yellowjackt nest!! The thing was friggin huge- it must have been 8-10 inches across-and was hanging from the bottom of a deck chair. My mom moved the other deck chair away, so she would have a clear shot when she sprayed it. We were going to spray it from the door, which we only wanted to open a lilte bit, in case they swarmed. It's a good thing we did that too, because just by moving the other deck chair, my mom pissed off the bees, and about a hundred of them started swarming around the nest!!! My mom was fine, because we had planned for it to happen, and she had shut the screen door fast, but it was crazy to see all of those bees going crazy and banging into the screen. That night, we sprayed the nest, and they didn't swarm nearly as much (probably because they were bing killed like crazy). I felt sorta bad for the little guys, writhing around on the deck floor, but at least my dad is somewhat safer.
So, that basically wraps things up for now. Oh, if you see Andy, tell him to start writing in his blog again, because he hasn't written in a month, and that thing was funny!
Random Link: Subliminal Messages - This site has some songs that, when played backwards, have hidden messages. It has the audio clips of the the songs forward and backward, as well as the lyrics. Some are very obviously put there (like the message in Empty Spaces), where as some others are probably random coincidences (Another One Bites the Dust and Kiss Kiss Kiss). Regardless, cool...and kinda freaky. My recommendation is that you listen to the song backwards first before looking at the backwards lyrics, just so you can see if what they're saying is evident without the power of suggestion.
Hero of the Entry: Granny D -she's 94 years old, a staunch liberal, and running for senator of New Hampshire. She also walked across America at age 90 to raise awareness about campaign finance reform. She is absolutely amazing.
Posted at 11:47 pm by ishmael245831
Saturday, August 07, 2004
Wow. Just...wow. Today, I found possibly the funniest site I've ever seen. It's Masterbateforpeace.com. Yes you read that right. Masterbate for peace. If any of you are cocking your heads (no pun intended) and saying, "What the fuck?" I'm just as confused as you are.
The site (there's no porn on it) seems to be dedicated to getting people to think about peace when they masterbate. There are collections of (semi) inspirational poems, bumper stickers, and even songs!!! Yes. Songs about masterbating for peace. They actually have quite a few of them, like "The 10 Days of Wanking" and "Jingle Balls." And, aside from being rather perverse, this is some of the funniest shit I've heard in a loooong time. Just to let all of you know, I haven't stopped laughing since I started writing this entry.
Masterbate For Peace Home Page
I Cum in Peace
The 10 Days of Wanking
Jingle Balls
Wankin' In a Winter Wonderland
Song Lyrics
Posted at 12:02 am by ishmael245831
Monday, August 02, 2004
Hello world! I'm back from Boy Scout camp, and (surprisingly) it was awesome. The merit badge work was annoying, but I got it done, and got all 4 badges that I took, which is cool. Now all I need is one more badge to fill my Eagle requirement! :-)
Highlights of Camp:
-Lighting shit on fire. I learned even more fun things to do with fire this year. One thing is that insect repellant gel is flammable, and believe it ir not, you can light it while it's on your skin, and it doesn't hurt. This lead to the "flaming finger", where you light the tip of your middle finger on fire and flip someone the bird. Fun, no? What's also cool is if you spray bug spray on the underside of a board (or anything relatively flat, for that matter) and light it. It forms this wicked cool blue blob of fire that sort of undulates. It is soooo friggen cool. Then, there's the classics, like bug spray flamethrowers, and the match game. The match game (best game EVER!!! well, next to strip poker ;-)) is basically when you throw matches on the ground and start a small forest fire (or a large one, depending on how daring you are) and then stomp it out. It's dangerous, but that's what makes it fun!
-Being rude: It's nice to be able to swear constantly and belch as loud as you want for a week without having to worry about offending anyone.
-45s. It's almost as fun to play it as it is knowing that 99.9% of the US has no idea how to play it.
-"Band is like a gang for yuppies" - Corey
-Drinking juice that is referred to only by its color. "Can you pass the red? Get blue next time." Nicknaming the blue "dex" (because of its striking resemblance to Windex) was also quite amusing.
-Talking to Mr. Terranova (one of the scouts' dads) about Bush. He was the first person I've ever heard make legitimate and convincing points about why Bush should be re-elected. He's a cool guy, even though his son is wicked weird.
-Watching Vince crack up every time I said "friggin". He's homeschooled, and his mom is crazy, so I don't blame him for being a little (ok, more than a little) messed up.
-Slepping outside Wednesday night: I took Wildernes Suvival merit badge, which requires you to build a shelter (without rope or anything) and spend the night in it. I built this cool lean-to thing, and got all of 5 hours of sleep in it. That was actually pretty good, considering the counselor brought us out to our shelters at 11:30 and the only stuff we had to sleep in was our clothes and a space blanket. Random note: space blankets don't keep you that warm. maybe it's because they reflect heat, and I had so many clothes on that I wasn't losing that much heat, but it really didn't help that much.
Sooo, yea. I have this week off, so I'm gonna (hopefully) finish my AP chem for the summer, and get a lot of other stuff done.
Roman's quote:
"I walked in on this girl making out in three different rooms with three different guys. When I did, I was just like, 'You guys having fun?' and they were like, 'Yup!'" - this happened at the voice camp he went to last week
Posted at 11:39 pm by ishmael245831
Saturday, July 24, 2004
I'm off to Boy scout camp. Yay. I get to spend a week in a camp in the middle of nowhere with all guys! If I were gay, that would be cool, but then again, the Boy Scouts probably would have kicked me out by now, so I wouldn't be going anyways. Anyway, I'm not too excited about going, since I'm going to be working on merit badges (and summer reading and AP Chem) all week. Doing AP chem in a tent. That should be interesting. I'm also annoyed that I'm going to miss all the fireworks of the DNC, but I'm bringing a radio, so I'll be able to catch up on it somewhat.
Speaking of AP Chem, I spent about 7 hours straight (no, I'm not exaggerating) doing homework today, and I still got it in late. Ah well. This homework is really screwing up my life (not that I ever had one).
In fact, I really do need to get a life. It's funny, because I know (and have had at least 3 people tell me) tha if I keep working as hard as I do, I'm gonna burn out by age 20, but I can't seem to stop working as hard as I possibly can. I wonder if I'll be one of those workaholics who practically lives at work and never comes in contact with the outside world. Not a happy thought.
I was looking at the livejournal posts of random people today, and it was funny to see how much people swear. In some of them, every other word was a cuss of some sort, and at least two of them started with "I'm fucked up."
Here's a quote from one: "And even worse, they never got the hint. So I'm listening to people argue, yell, bitch, I want to strangle him because he won't just fucking GO AWAY but everything felt like it was fucking spinning out of goddamn control...I wanted to leave and it took everything I had to remain semi-calm and cordial."
That was one of the better ones: the bad ones were fucking run on fucking and fucking didn't make any fucking sense.
A few minutes ago, I (for no apparent reason) got really nervous about how model UN team is going to turn out, but there's nothing I can do now except wait.
Cool Links:
well, just one: This Land - wicked funny Bush and Kerry animation
Some guy named BillyBill said in the tagboard that I should read Chardin, so I went to the site he recommended, and that guy Chardin is awesome!!!
"All around us, to right and left, in front and behind, above and below, we have only to go a little beyond the frontier of sensible appearances in order to see the divine welling up and showing through. But it is not only close to us, in front of us, that the divine presence has revealed itself. It has sprung up universally, and we find ourselves so surrounded and transfixed by it, that there is no room left to fall down and adore it, even within ourselves."
That really goes with what Mrs. Lariviere said once: "The fact that everything works the way it does just reaffirms my faith in God."
That's deep. And Chardin (or Mrs. L :-)) is my hero of the day. Anyway, I'm gonna wrap this up, as my mom is going to come in any second and kick me off the computer, so see all y'all in a week!
Posted at 11:50 pm by ishmael245831
Sunday, July 18, 2004
It's Saturday! Yay! I think. Well, I survived my first week at Kaleidoscope. I'm getting paid next to nothing, but I made some money, so that's cool. Instead of relating my whole week to you, I'll just talk about Aibo. Now, my class in the afternoon was called Robots, in which hyper 5 year old boys complete highly complex robotic projects, like drawing pictures of robots, playing with RC cars, and watching me glue gun little wooden "robots" with random things (crayons, goldfish nets, tuning forks, etc.) attached to them via a complex system of rubber bands. Oh yea, and they played with legos.
Anyway, on Friday, one of the kids' mom brought in an Aibo robot. For those of you who don't know, Aibo is a little robotic dog made by Sony which retails for about 1800 bucks. Man, what a rip off!!! Anyway, the kid's dad works for a company that supplies the microchips for Sony, so the company got their own Aibo as a sort of thank you. Therefore, This Kid's (I have officially named this kid This Kid) mom brought in Aibo to show the class. He was kinda cool, I mean, he made pseudo-dog sounds, and had blinky lights, and enjoyed kicking a little ball. However, when I talked to Thiskids Mom (This Kid's mom), she explained that there was a lot more to Aibo than this.
Apparently Aibo's are so advanced that they come with an off switch! This is the main feature of the Aibo, and what makes it cost approxamately $1750 more than a Furby. Oh, and it also has this computer chip that allows it to have a personality and "grow up". Thiskids Mom (to be respectful, I shall now refer to her as Mrs. Mom) explained to me that since this Aibo was a company Aibo, and had consequently been with a new family every week, it had become neurotic, and had had to be shipped back to Japan three times to get it repaired. When even robotic dogs are having psychological issues, you know the world is fucked.
So, yea. Not much else. Now for the blurbs with colons after them:
Stuff I have to do:
Eagle Scout Project
AP Chem homework
Summer reading
Boy Scout Merit Badges
Practice the (outrageously hard) Senior Districts music)
Quote of the entry:
From a 5-year-old in Robots who had just been introduced to Aibo:
"I saw one of those on eBay!!!"
Posted at 12:05 am by ishmael245831
Monday, July 12, 2004
Interesting day. It started off at about 6 this morning (ITS TOO DAMN EARLY!!!!) when I got up to go to my first day of Kaleidoscope (the camp where I work) for the year. Got there about 7:15 and popped popcorn for the next hour and a half, and then went to play with little kids. They're fun, but they get slightly old after a while. Did that basically all day. My class in the afternoon is wicked fun. The instructor's name is Mr. Biafore (bee-uh-four-ee), and he is hilarious. Just picture this big, thin Italian guy with a slight accent and a booming voice that repeats everything he says three times (phrased slightly differently each time). He possibly has the best lauguage tic I have ever heard.
Anyway, the rest of the day went by, and when I got home, I was so tired that I promptly fell asleep on the couch for an hour (despite the fact that the TV was on and both my parents were downstairs talking). What I found out when I woke up, though, was that I was talking in my sleep.
Now, every day in extended day, I end up playing board games, and today's was Clue. This would have been fun, except I ended up playing with 2 5-year-olds who had no idea how to play. But, I have to be positive, so when they would play "by their own rules," I could only congratulate them on their "unique approach" to the game. Actually, since I work with little kids most of the day, I end up enthusiastically saying some variant of "Good job!" every 3 seconds.
Anyway, in my sleep, I was asking my parents, "Do you want to play Clue or Monopoly?" and "It's your turn." At that point, my mom decided to toy around with me and asked if she did a good job, to which I responded, "You did a good job!" Wow. One DAY at Kaleidoscope and the little kids have already traumatized me. I know not how I'm gonna survive two weeks.
On a completely different note: Avenue Q may have the funniest songs of any musical ever. I was cracking up just watching the video clips from the show. My personal favorite is "The Internet is for Porn":
-The internet is for porn!
-Noooo
-The internet if for porn!
-Trekkie
-Me up all night honking me horn to porn, porn, porn!
-That’s gross you’re a pervert
-Ah, sticks and stones Kate monster
-NO really, your a pervert
Normal people don’t sit at home and look
At porn on the internet
-Ohhhh?
-What?!
-You have no idea
Ready normal people?
-Ready--- ready ----ready
-Let me hear it!
-The internet is for porn!
-Sorry kate
-The internet is for porn!
-I masturbate!
-All these guys unzip their flies
For porn, porn, porn!
Haha...good song. And with those thought provoking lyrics, I'm going to go to sleep, to prepare myself for another fun-filled day.
Posted at 11:31 pm by ishmael245831
Friday, July 09, 2004
Yo
I keep procrastinating updating this thing, and I don't know why. Ah well. Last day of driver's ed today! Yay! Laura Lee rocks, for anyone who hasn't had her. It was funny, cuz towards the end, I actually enjoyed going to driver's ed. Granted, this was probably because we always got out 1/2 hour early and we (me, Alex, Andy, and Luke the announcer kid) played bullshit for about an hour of the 3-hour classes, but still...
I don't feel like transitioning eloquently between topics (not that I do that anyway), so I won't. I was just watching the William Hung (will hung...hmmm if he just changed one letter...) video for Queen's "We are the Champions" (good band and song, btw), and this particular line's irony struck me: "No time for losers 'cuz we are the champions of the world." Right Will. If you say so.
Good Band/Artist List:
Pink Floyd
Dire Straits
5 Hand Reel (70s Scottish folk-rock group :-D)
Fleetwood Mac
5th Dimension (even though I recently realized they basically only covered other peoples' songs)
ABBA
Queen
Boston
Anyway, back to my actual entry. I'm currently watching CSI, and it looks like some dude shot some other dude. Now come the sad realization that this could describe about half the episodes. Oh well. In case you haven't been able to tell, I'm in a slightly weird mood, but w/e. I start work next week, which should be fun (except that I'm going to start having those recurring nightmares about popcorn again ;-)). My Eagle project is progressing, slowly but surely. I'm hoping to start painting the hydrants by next weekend, so if anyone wants to come help out, feel free! (lol)
Random other note: El Goonish Shive is a wicked col comic, and I encourage all to read it. Maybe it was just because I started reading it at midnight a few days ago when I was wicked tired, but still, it's good.
That's about it for now, and it seems like Andy has dropped off the face of the earth, so I still don't know how to get more space for music and/or pictures. Ah well. If anyone knows, comment!
Roman Quote of the Entry:
Well, I can't think of one in particular, but just picture me and Roman watching The Day After Tomorrow and making fun of the people dying ;-)
Posted at 11:31 pm by ishmael245831
Saturday, July 03, 2004
And the wonderment will eat you alive...
Good title isn't it? From BBYD...good times. Anyway, I'm actually updating! Yay! My life this week hasn't been that interesting, just driver's ed and Age of Mythology. Driver's ed is annoying, cuz the classes are 3 1/2 hours long, but Laura Lee (the cool teacher) lets us basically do nothing for most of class and lets us out 1/2 our early. After I get home, I usually play Age of Mythology for hours... its one of those ancient battle strategy games where you build stuff and armies and kill people. Quite fun. I'm getting going on my Eagle project which is annoying, but it'll be good to have it done. I'm painting all the fire hydrants in the town (along with the rest of my troop).
I want to add some cool music in the background, but I have no idea how to do it, so if anyone (cough...Andy...cough) knows how, please tell me.
And now, I'm bored, so time for some pictures....
It's the poot!!! He's so cute =)
Well, it says if I add any more, I'll exceed my makimum storage space, so I'll have to do another entry for the zozo princess ;-)
Roman's Quote of the Entry:
magman91: no ..... it was so loud that i could barely tell you were singing
magman91: lol
magman91: i crack myself up
Posted at 12:19 am by ishmael245831
Sunday, June 27, 2004
Hey everyone! Well I can certainly keep promises, can't I? lol OK, well, this time, I won't promise anything, but I'll try to keep it up.
Soooo... lessee. School's out, but it seems like I have tons of work to do still. I only finished 6 out of the 10 questions on my english final, but Mr. Sanford gave me an 80, which gave me a 90 year average (THANK YOU MR. SANFORD!!!). I did pretty well on all my other ones. Model UN team is on hiatus (did I use that correctly?) at the moment because its summer. Spreaking of which, my fall lineup currently includes: Boy Scouts, jazz band (if I get in), math team, modal UN team, Shakespeare, marching band, Student Advisory Council, and extracurricular AP Chem classes. Ouch. I'm also unable to take spanish IV next year, so I'm probably gonna be a Spanish aide and take it at Merrimack with Bryant (he had the same problem) in the spring. I just realized that this paragraph has no cohesive thought, but what the hell, this isn't English class. Right now I have to do a ton of summer work. I gotta do AP chem crap, my eagle scout project, and do a bunch of merit badges. This is going to be one busy summer.
On another note, some craziness has been going on in my personal life: I'm not gonna get into details (dontcha hate it when people tease you like that?) but if you want to know ask me. Let's just pray everything works out allright.
Now, on an Eb (get it? different note? haha! nevermind. It's 1 in the morning) my faith in Christianity has been restored somewhat by Saskla. She is a devout Christian, and unlike my previous (and rash) generalization, she seems to be an extremely wonderful person in general. In fact, I think that her faith and love should be used as an example by the rest of Christianity. In short: she's cool.
Not too much more for right now, but some good quotes to leave you with:
Now, your brother John is the perfect soldier: he's strong and stupid.
-Pippin
We're like peanut butter and jelly: you're the peanut butter.
-Roman (to me)
P.S.- that last quote led to an interesting discussion about putting the peanut butter on the bread before putting the halves of the sandwich together, and whether I was smooth, chunky, or extra chunky. I welcome any opinions on what style of peanut butter I am :-)
<3 Emily
Posted at 01:01 am by ishmael245831
Monday, May 24, 2004
Whaddya know? Another entry! Amazing! Its been a week, but w/e.
A few weeks ago we took a vision test in gym (why, I have yet to figure out), which I failed miserably, so the school started badgering me to get an eye exam. So, today I went to the optomotrist, and after we missed our appointment because we were late, and waited for a half-hour for a break, I got tho see the doctor. I found out that my old perscription was way too weak, and now I'm getting a new one thats 75% stronger. I also found out that all this time I've been driving, I've barely been legal (heh heh heh). Ah well. I'll be able to see again soon! The only problem is that the guy checks for glaucoma and astygmatism and all that crap, and to do that he dialates my pupils. Now, I don't know how many of you have had your pupils dialated before, but its pretty damn annoying. It sorta feels like theres someone yanking the edges of your pupil outward. Not painful, but very odd. You also get extremely sensitive to light, but thankfully, its pretty cloudy out, so that was't a problem. The annoying part is that for some random reason, it screws up your close range vision. I can't focus on anything closer than a foot from my face, and my far-range vision is already shot (I'm near-sighted), so that leaves me a sorta fuzzy middle range where I can sorta see things. So basically, I'm typing this entry half-blind. lol
In other news... ummm.... well, yea. Not much other news. Model UN Team is coming along well. We got our country assignment letter today, and we're Yemen and Portugal. Pretty cool. Portugal rocks. Why you ask? Because it does. End of story.
Other than that, not much. Went on a camping trip this weekend. It was kinda fun, but the place where we were (Great Misery Island) was covered in long grass, so when it rained (which it did for most of the trip), the grass ended up soaking your pants and shoes. I'm still trying to dry out.
I'd write more, but I don't really feel like it, so until next time, here's your inspirational quote for the day: "You know why they hired Mrs. Hallbaur? It's because her job is in her name. They needed someone to bower the halls, so they hired Mrs. Hallbauer!" - Roman :-)
P.S. Bower:
- A shaded, leafy recess; an arbor.
- A woman's private chamber in a medieval castle; a boudoir.
- A rustic cottage; a country retreat.
- To enclose in or as if in a bower; embower
or maybe: A young hawk, when it begins to leave the nest. (the hawk part works ;-))
Posted at 06:47 pm by ishmael245831
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