The Island of Misfit Toys

The life and death of a Retard

Saturday, August 24, 2002

 
Objectives for the 2002-2003 school year:
-Fluently learn to read and speak elvish
-Be able to stand on one leg for 3 straight days
-Learn to count to 5
-Do a science project NOT involving duck tape
-Be able to tell the difference between a tree and a book
-Read the dictionary

Wednesday, August 21, 2002

 
don't tell me how hard you've worked
tell me how much you've accomplished

Saturday, August 17, 2002

 
Quotes by not-so-famous people

Chris - I need a car! AH! THERE'S A HONDA PRELUDE!

Rachel - I am NOT an airhead, my e-mail adress says so

Hannah - I want some melk. Moo, moo!

Kelly - lol..............................ahahaha.................I'm bigger than you.........................

Showers - I have a big head, it's not cheating unless you get caught(which is WRONG)

Bobbi - (something intelligent-very rare for the rest of us) I don't have a life

Fat - food? did someone say food? I'm hungry

Kyle - buy me a guitar



 
Know what I do that annoys me? Start writing an e-mail, not finish it, and then walk off and forget about it. In the mean time the person I was e-mail has either IM'ed me or e-mailed me again. So I have the lame excuse of "oh, I was just e-mailing you..." like anyone belive that.

Wednesday, August 14, 2002

 
Things I do that make me me:
-Wait an extra half hour so I can ride in the front of a roller coaster

-Write blogs

-Waste time filling out internet surveys

-Talk to my cat

-Jump on the beds in hotel rooms

-Use duck tape...for everything, so what if I sleep with it under my pillow?

 
"Too weak to wonder

Too tired to care

Jesus Christ, are you really there?"

Monday, August 12, 2002

 
isn't it werid that you fall up the stairs more often than you do down them?
 
no one, in actuality wants to be different

we dye our hair, and pierce our bodies

we want to stand out,

but no one REALLY wants to be different

do you know how I know this?

because I am different

i don't try to be, I don't know why I am

sometimes I wish I wasn't

but I am

and I don't have a friend in the world

the people who are really different are rejected

people are afraid of people that aren't the same

afraid of the people that don't conform

that's why we're shunned and mocked

you say you're glad you're not like me

you're not different

you're just the same as everyone else
 
I never understood why people bought things with money that they didn't have...until I did it.
Yes, I'm financing a new computer with a little more than half the price that it actually costs in the bank.
I'm such a moron.

Sunday, July 21, 2002

 
never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups
 
happieness is folly

Saturday, July 20, 2002

 
Well what can I say that will entertain you...
Pictures are coming soon, I have to get the rest of them scanned and loaded onto a server
They're trying to get me to clean alge out of a pond at work which I absolutely refuse to do. I have no idea how deep it is, what's living in it, how BIG the things living in it are, whether or not they will try to eat me or not...no way, not me.
Lexa talked me into helping at a French camp that a homeschool mom is putting on in our area. Bunches of little hyper kids running around trying to speak french and expecting me to know how to speak it. *woohoo* you all know how much I *love* little kids...

Thursday, July 18, 2002

 
HAHAHA!!! Did you actually think I'd keep this UPDATED???

Tuesday, July 16, 2002

 
I thought my dog was a terrorist
so I shot it
not really
I'd get in trouble for that

Sunday, July 14, 2002

 
If anyone happens to have a car that they're dying to give away, I will humbly take the burden off of your hands for you. Chris found me an 88 Honda Accord for $700 which I may look into, but it's also a five speed. Which isn't a bad thing really, just means I have to learn to drive a stick.
The hard part about having a car is not paying for it, it's paying for the stupid car insurence. I'm a 16 year old male(just in case you didn't know) and according to statistics, I'm one of the most likely persons to have an accident.

Wednesday, July 10, 2002

 
I'm writing about Tuesday today 'cause I didn't have time to yesterday and nothing really happened today.

Got up at 6:30, went to soccer conditioning, which, is actually kinda fun except for the running and weight lifting part. Drove home, jumped in the pool 'cause I didn't have time to take a shower. Ate, left for work. I did approx. 3 hours worth of mailing and other stuff that's slipping my mind at the moment. Came home, jumped in the pool 'cause I didn't have time to take a shower(hmm that sounds familar) went to worship practice. Came home *again* went to bed. Boy was that exciting.

Sunday, July 07, 2002

 
"Go follow the flock you poseurs
'Cause you're just like everyone else
You're the sheep of the U.S. of A
The youth can't think for themselves

Your favorite band is singin trash
But you say that you don't care
'Cause the media says that they're in this year
So that's what you wanna hear

You think that you're rebelling
You go things figured through
You got to fit the image
That Hollywood gave to you

In a country full of zombies
Who is gonna steer?
When the majority is dependent
On TV, drugs and beer?"

- Sheep of the U.S. by Calibretto 13
 
I have this bad habit of not throwing junk away. I have stashes all over my room of glass jars, chains, scraps of duck tape, bullet shells, AOL CDs, old pogs(remember those?) partially used notebooks, calenders, TONS of books I've half read, computer parts, various pieces of metal...Anyways you get the idea. The problem got to be that I started running out of room to put stuff that I *actually* need. So I had this revolutionary idea to...throw things away. This is quite a concept for me, I never throw anything away. The govenor would've declared a state of emergency if he'd seen my room while I was "spring cleaning" it. When I decided to call a quits for the night it took me another hour to find my bed and get it cleared off enough to fit onto.
Anyways, I'm just about done, and I have all these boxes and empty shelves that I'm not quite sure what to do with. Eventually they'll probablly get filled back up with useless junk again. But it's nice to see my floor again.
 
So...it's summer, and I have nothing better to do than post stuff on the internet about my incredible life for people to read. Actually I've actually been keeping busy, I have no idea what possed me to make another attempt at keeping a some-what updated blog.

Week 1 of Summer - The Outer Banks
Much thanks to the Rodden family for "forcing" me to come on vacation with them to the beach at Nags Head, North Carolina. We stayed with the Conrads, friends of the Roddens in a 2 story beach house about 100 yards from the beach. We got crushed by monster waves, watched movies, and Chris got turned into a beat and fried.
We also attacked the neighboring houses with a giant water baloon sling shot and thousands of water baloons. We wanted to fill them with paint or shoot eggs, but the boring parents thought that might be a little extreme, oh well. We also went to see The Sum of All Fears and Lilo and Stich, both very good movies I would recomend going to.

Week 2 - Creation
The Roddens and I met up with my dad outside of Breezewood and my dad and I went to Creation from there, I was already 2 whole days late for set up. CHRIS couldn't go because his werid geometry teacher had a nervous breakdown in the middle of the year or something like that. Anyway his class didn't have a geometry teacher for half the year. SO, he had to take a summer geometry course. Anyway, he wasn't there this year which made it a little bit different. Mike Skags, one of Lexa's friends from Ohio said that his teacher should've "been cool and stayed in school." I worked as a supervisor at gates traffic which was pretty cool 'cause I got to ride around on a golf cart most of the time. I got to see Thousand Foot Krutch, Five Iron Frenzy, Calibretto 13, PAX 217, Audio Adrenaline, Newsboys, Michael W, Ceili Rain(GOOD Celtic group), Delirious, Reliant K and part of the Skillet concert while I was there.

Week 3 - Present
I got a job! *woohoo* now I can make money so I can buy a car. I'm working for the Richman's who run PA Homeschoolers and the PA Homeschool Acredidation Agency. I do a lot of random stuff, run errands, fill orders, do mailers, cut grass, trim bushes, pack boxes, unback boxes, repack boxes, brush their cats(not really), fix or put things together, stamp mail, weigh mail, play with the "Special Standard Mail" stamp thing(that's a long story).
We had some friends over for the 4th, but didn't do much really. We put flags up, I feel so patriotic.

That's basically been my summer so far.

Oh yeah, Brazil won the World Cup, who called it(I did), I think I did. Brazil always wins.

Thursday, May 02, 2002

 
*notice the change in the title*

I figured making a few changes might inspire me to write more often.

So...my fun and interesting life...
USA Track and field's started, we practice every Tue. and Thur. nights. I'm a "veteran"(one whole year) so I don't have to do all the drills and such.
School majorly sucks, even more so when you're counting down the days. Hopefully I'll be able to cyber school next year, anywhere's better than Freeport.

Tuesday, April 16, 2002

 
It's that time of the year again. No, not time to start slacking off in school, even though I have, not time to dig the shorts out of the bottom of my closet, which I have, or opening up the pool, which we haven't. It's time to start cutting the grass again. *dramatic chord* That dreaded thing I spend 75% of my summer doing. We should really invest in astro-turf or something.

Monday, April 15, 2002

 
so, and then, later we, after that, then he said, and I said, before that they...
(I have nothing to write about)

Thursday, April 04, 2002

 
I thought about disbanding my blog on account that a) no one reads it anymore and b) it's because I don't write anything which is because c) what life I have is boring and not worth writing on.
But I just couldn't bring myself to push the "Delete this blog" button, even though I haven't even updated it for a month.

So...does this mean I'm writing things every day again? Hahahahahaha, right....if I had the TIME and things to write on, maybe. But that's not happening now.

Anyways, what HAVE I been doing...um, indoor soccer's almost over(we hold the impressive record of 1 win and a lot of losses) THEN we start training for the outdoor season.
I'm playing keyboards and synthesizer in our youth group's worship band. And we're doing the entire church service on the 14th of this month. *gulp* fortunately we have enough speakers and singers. I'm still pretending to play guitar, I think people are getting used to tuning out my cacophony 'cause they're not screaming and running away when I play anymore.
School...still sucks. I will never have appreciated a summer as much as when we get out. I hate school, hate hate hate hate.

Saturday, March 09, 2002

 
Oh yeah and by the way, my SISTER came ALL THE WAY HOME FROM COLLEGE just to visit me and aid me by posting this message...

Friday, March 08, 2002

 
Anyways, like I was saying...
Well we never made it to New York, long story, last minute change in plans and such. But we went to Harrisburgh for a political rally and then to Gettysburgh. It was my mom, Sam, Mrs. Christaphio(a homeschool mom) and her two boys John, about 7 and Eli about 6. Anyways, we ran around on Devil's Den, which, if you haven't been there is just a huge mass of massive bolders. I should be getting pictures soon of me jumping 10 foot gaps with straight drops off about 50 feet beneath me. We spent the night then came back home the next day.That was about 3 weeks ago.

Um, when I got back I had a ton of makeup work to do, and went on a youth retreat that weekend(roll out) But it's like 12 right now, and I had a long day. After school we ran 5 miles for track(I'm running long distance, why I have no idea) and then went to a pick up soccer game which I just got home from. So I put in about 7 miles running today and I'm tired okay?

Thursday, March 07, 2002

 
I'm too lazy to write about what's been going on, oh, for about the past month. I'll get around to it someday though, maybe this weekend.

Monday, February 18, 2002

 
"Hey Zach, wanna go to New York and visit Ground Zero?"
"When?"
"Tomarrow."
"uh..."
"You'll prob. miss 3 days of school"
"I'm there."
Yeah, so I'm going to New York City tomarrow. Kinda long story and you don't care anyways.
So I had to go to school *BLEH* and get all my books and stuff so I can do work in the car.

Saturday, February 16, 2002

 
"Where are we supposed to meet them at?"
"Aroprostale, Allipocal, Arepostale, or something like that."
"oh okay, it's right over here."
"uh Chris, that's victoria's secrets..."
"oops"
Ugly and I went to Monroville mall today w/Rachel and Fat and Dustin(Fat's b/f). Um, we walked around, I got Sam her b-day present, we had a pizza, Dustin ran up the down escalator...

Tuesday, February 12, 2002

 
Did I write that I sprained my ankle? Most everyone prob. knew already. But Thursday night I got kicked playing soccer in my right ankle which has suffered multiple injuries so we finally decided to go get it checked.
And I WAS going on a hike that weekend, but for some odd reason my parents wouldn't let me go....
Oh well.
School's boring, nothing new.
Sam got a lizzard, I'm not really sure what for, maybe to eat eventually.

Saturday, February 09, 2002

 
Summer Job Possibility Number 1:
Life Gaurd


*sitting in one of those tall chairs, twirling the whistle around, pretending like I'm paying attention*
Person 1: Help help I can't swim!
Me: Then you shouldn't be in a swimming pool in the first place bub.
Person 1: No, please, help me!
Me: Stop splashing
Person 2: Aren't you going to save him?
Me: If I have to come down off my chair you're going to have bigger problems that drowning buster.
Person 1: *gurgling sounds*
Me: Don't die, it would look bad on my resume
*sirenes*
Me: Why is that ambulence here?
Person 1: ********
Me: Sir please move out of the lane, it's for laps only

 
Problem #14:
Give the focus, vertex, and directix of the parabola with equation y = -x to the second.
I hate algebra 2.
Have you ever seen that commercial where there's this whole class room of kids chanting "al-ge-bra, al-ge-bra"
They should all be shot.

Tuesday, February 05, 2002

 
this zit on my forehead is starting to bug me
 
" *fyi* you're blog isn't working."
" that's okay, I haven't updated it in about a week."


Today, I got up and went to school. (just like everyother day)
I sat around in boring classes (just like everyday)
I pretended like I was doing something in gym class (just like every Tuesday and Thursday)
I fell asleep on the bus on the way home (just like every other day)
I got home and am doing homework and studying for the 5 tests I have coming up.

Just like everyother day.

Thursday, January 31, 2002

 
School, is, boring.
We do nothing all day.
We sit around.
Well I guess that's something.
 
"All that is gold does not glitter,
All those who wander are not lost."

Saturday, January 26, 2002

 
People who are easily ammused are generally happier people.
Chris and I spent half the day breaking chunks of ice off the edges of our pool and throwing them into the air and breaking the ice in the middle of the pool. "HOW DARE YOU DEFY US?!?!!!!!! YOU WEAK, THIN, PATHETIC ICE YOU, WE WILL BREAK AND CRUSH AND SMASH YOU...or wait until summer anyways."
 
Chris was over again today and guess what we did...washed cars and vaccumed the house. Just like we always do.
We went to see The Count of Monte Cristo which was decent, kinda slow at the beginning but the middle/ending was good.

It's been 4 days since I last wrote a blog. I considered resigning my blogging forever, but I'm forever entrapped into the evil blogging powers...

Nothing interesting happens. "Guess what, I vaccumed the house today! I even got to put carpet freshener down! Wow, what an exciting day!"

Tuesday, January 22, 2002

 
"LLOOOOSSSTTTT! My precious is lost!!!!!!"
-Golum, The Hobit

I lost my pencil, I get attatched to werid things, OKAY?

Sunday, January 20, 2002

 
Went to Matt and Kelly's party last night. It was decent, Bramble had a nice speaker set up on his computer, they played sharades, scategories and a game caled Rako or something. We played hacky-sack too, I almost broke a picture frame trying to pelt Bramble, who we later taught to lie(play bull-crap) and he was surprizingly good at it...well, not so surprizingly I guess. Bria, a girl from their YG had an Epiphone acoustic I pretended I could play.

I was going to meet the Lasher's at the ParkNRide and go w/them, but I got a ride w/beer-man instead. Good thing too, 'cause they ended up not going. Everyone at the party got quite a kick out of imagining me sitting at the ParkNRide by myself in the snow for God-knows how long.

Friday, January 18, 2002

 
Three day weekend. Monday is...something day. Martin Luther King Jr. day I think and we have off.
I'm sick.
Sick of people who are self centered, concieted, shallow, uncaring, too good or too cool to talk to anyone, who's "image" consumes them.
They claim to be "differnt" but they ridicule or ignore anyone who's not like them. And why should we be? Who would WANT to be like them?
People suck.

Wednesday, January 16, 2002

 
"Stop ryhming, and I mean it."
"Anybody want a peanut?"


And so the cow says to the lawn chair, what's that on your face?
*rimshot*

I'm such an idoit.

Tuesday, January 15, 2002

 

I'm trying to think of a caption for this picture.
If you can think of a good one you win a prize.
 
Whenever I go to check my e-mail there's that little icon on my explorer bar that says "edit your blog" which is the only reason I ever remember to write anything. Mostly because NOTHING goes on, I'm a loser who goes to public school, and that combonation says that the excitement in my life equals zero.
I need to find a ride to Matt and Kelly's on Saturday. I wonder if my mom would let me take the van, I mean what are the odds a cop's going to pull me over and ask for my licence?(Besides that fact I can hardly see over the steering wheel). And I'm a responsible driver, I haven't wrecked...yet.

Monday, January 14, 2002

 
How in the world am I supposed to keep this up? We're only HALFWAY through school, halfway! It's like I have to go back and do the SAME thing over again. School sucks.

My days consist mainly of school and guitar(which I'm not getting better at but oh well, who asked you).

Sunday, January 13, 2002

 
Chris was over yesterday. We filmed a spoof off the Nike Freestyle Football(soccer) commercial(which is totally awsome, go download it.) I'd take stills of the video and post them but my computer sucks and I can't.
Went out for pizza w/Kyle and Derrek after church today. I ate too much and feel the need to puke but I'm too busy doing my homework at the moment.

Friday, January 11, 2002

 
The next big thing in Christian music:



Then there's this loser

 
Finally Friday.

Thursday, January 10, 2002

 
There's a perfectly good explanation I haven't written anything in 4 days...I couldn't. Blogger said something about a limit and overload or something like that, anyways.
School's the same as it has always been, it sucks.
YG Wed. night was the normal, music, our lesson then hacky sack.
I have soccer tonight and I am thoroghly looking forward to getting some exercise. I fear my weight is gaining, my muschles atrophying, and my pace slowing. In short it's winter and I'm getting lazy.

Sunday, January 06, 2002

 
*pppbbbttt* We took Lex back to OSU today. Trip was pretty uneventful, lots of snow-we saw 4 wrecks; 2 within an hour.
I read "Finding God in Lord of the Rings" on the way down; I had to finish it 'cause Lex was taking it w/her but it was only about 100 pages. Compared to Dracula which I'm reading for english and is a whomping 400 pages!!!
Oh well. Right now I'm praying for a cancelation or delay tomarrow. We have about 5 inches here.

Saturday, January 05, 2002

 

*OOGAH BOOGAH!!!*

 
W A N T E D:


Recently updated to the FBI's 10 Most Wanted List.
Kyle Barthloic(left) and Zach Weber(right), who go by the names, "Zam Zam" and "Mr. Blade"
These two are wanted for impersonating road kill, aggrivating a salt truck, and numerous other charges.
Citizens are to be warned that they are retarted and dangerous, do not confront them without the aid of phycological personnel.
Profiles:
Kyle Bartholic: Known to speak a seemingly unintelligent babbling language, interpretated only by his counterpart. Carries weapons of mass confusion in a guitar case. Hankerchief in left pocket is estimated to have been used 1 million times without washing.
Approx. 8 ft. tall and 500lbs with purple eyes. Hair dye: brown--actual hair color: unknown.
Zach Weber Often uses a wheelchair to disquise walking capability. Heighth: N/a Known to crack his neck to annoy people and steal candy from small children and babies. Questionable computer knowledge. Uses exessive ammounts of duct tape and safety pins, reason unknown. Has been sighted in public talking to trash cans and hiding in mailboxes.

Wednesday, January 02, 2002

 
Johnny was a chemist's son but Johnny is no is more;
What Johnny thought was H20 was H2S04.

Water cleans the system, acid eats the flesh;
Squirm yourself much deeper into the pit of selfishness;
The burn of death is what you crave, I'll gladly bow and be your slave;
I'll surve you all the days I live my chemical god to you I give.

Acid head, walk like the dead...

Pacify your emptyness - it becomes more you become less;
All the platitutdes you need, planted by the demon seed;
Hurting only me not you, to those around it isn't true;
The life you wreck is not your own, He grieves upon his holy throne.

Acid head, life in the red...

Close the book it's time to die
Don't get up don't even try
Think about your soul instead
Where will you be when you're dead."

-Acid Head by Tourniquet


 
Boredom + long day + annoying loud shallow idoits + lack of sleep = school.

One more day off my life thrown down the drains of public school, Maybe learning; but not living.
I'd rather have been a monk and read scrolls.

Tuesday, January 01, 2002

 

More pics of those incredibly wise Koreans.
 

And people wonder why I get hurt.
I like jumping chairs, but I hate running hurdels in track.(Too short)
This was at one of our youth group winter retreats(we were kinda bored) Aunt Cindy(one of our youth leaders) didn't want to give me the pic 'cause she said it was a lawsuit waiting to happen. But my parents would never sue anybody 'cause I got hurt, I do that on my own.
 
It's a new year!
Hmm, funny - feels a lot like the last one...
2002 I don't like it, too symetrical, well, not really but who asked you? It's a palindrones year.

Went to Chris'(Youell) house; Kyle, Derrek, Bailey, Mike, myself, Josh and then Dave and Andy were there. We just, hung around I guess. Watched The Princess Bride, Happy Gilmore, music videos on Chris' computer, watched some ball thingy fall down a pole. Stuff like that.

Monday, December 31, 2001

 
Happy Birthday Matt and Kelly

Their birthdays are on the same day, what a coincidence.

Sunday, December 30, 2001

 
A certain reader said that one-sentance blogs for the day don't count.

Mary had a little lamb.
Little lamb little lamb

Mary had a little lamb
It's fleece was white as snow.

I haven't done anything so there's nothing to write.
Tomarrow is New Year's eve, but you knew that. I was going to post pictures but it wasn't working for some reason.
Kylee Wyotee is here and we're playing guitars and inventing new words via scrabble (scabble)

 
Coln: To hang oneself off one's bed and put gel and hairspray into ones hair until it stands straight up.
 
In two days I will return to the dungons of Freeport Highschool. "run away run away!"

Know what's a funny name? Ulrich.

Saturday, December 29, 2001

 
Lord of the Rings is awsome.

Friday, December 28, 2001

 
History 101
THE GREAT KOREAN PHILOSIPHERS



 
I would've updated before I left but the server had "a security breech" or something of the sort.
Well in case nobody noticed (and apparently nobody did because I got nil e-mails; oh wait that happens when I'm here) we were in DC for two days visiting my relatives on my dad's side. None of my cousins under the age of 10 would look at me. Hmm, I didn't even have to try. Anyways it was 2 days dog free, approx. 10 hours of car riding, lots food, staying in a hotel, and being sick.

Now...to savor the last precious days of my vacation before I return to hell, um I mean school. I wanna go see Lord of the Rings again and possibly skate but we'll see.

Tuesday, December 25, 2001

 
"Living is a sickness to which sleep provides
relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative.
The remedy is death."

"Let us consider that we are all partially insane.
It will explain us to each other; it will unriddle many riddles;
It will make clear and simple many things which are involved in haunting and harassing difficulties and obscurities now."


-Mark Twain
 

 
Merry Christmas.

There I said it.

Did you GET everything you wanted? Did you spend the first hour of your day tearing up paper GETTING and making a mess, then spend the rest of the day whining about what you didn't GET? Are you going to return the things you don't like tomarrow and GET what you really want?

I hope not.

Monday, December 24, 2001

 


WOAH! I got pictures up!!!!!!!!!!
Sorry you had to see this werid ugly one first, but it was the only thing I had around.
In the future I might actually post them in some sort of an organized fashion.

(not likely)


Sunday, December 23, 2001

 
The next time some old person says to you "I remember you when you were only this tall..."(oh wait, you STILL only this tall)
Respond by saying "yeah? well I remember you when you had real teeth."
 
My mom says I fell down stairs a lot when I was little.

Why am I not surprized?
 
What? I haven't updated my blog in 4 days?
I got an overcoat for Christmas. It's NOT a trench coat. Even if it was I don't see how a coat can be evil.

Hmm...We watched Pearl Harbor in school on Friday, I guess it was pretty good. I didn't really want to go to school at all, esp. since we had a double-header the night before. But we were getting out early, it still counted as a full day AND we just sat around and watched the movie. So I rolled out of bed, threw clothes on and went.

Since then...haven't done much. Went to see Lord of the Rings, which was AWSOME.

Wednesday, December 19, 2001

 
I have a bad habit of losing my guitar picks when I'm playing. I think I probablly ate them all. 'Cause I'll be sitting at the computer playing, then hold the pick in my mouth to type or something. And I always walk away pick-less. I wonder if they have any nutritional value.

 
1 1/2 more days to go.
You know what's really irritating? Christmas music: cheesy, sappy, corny, happy-feel good Christmas music. Singing about God only knows what(but not about God). What idoit wrote a song about bells "jingling?" Somebody must have way too much time on their hands, go do something useful instead of sitting there sucking up perfectly good oxygen-no body cares about "how much fun" it is to ride in some big cart with skiis.
Christmas carols are one thing, they actually have meaning and follow the whole real meaning behind it.

Today was boring, just like all the others. Our english teacher made us get up in front of everybody and tell about our english projects. She said "I feel so bad that I'm the only one who gets to see these, they're so nice"
It's REALLY okay, nobody needs to see my project I did the night before.
 
We don't need no education,
We don't need no thought control,
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher, leave those kids alone.
Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone!

-The Wall by Pink Floyd

Thursday, December 13, 2001

 
Hmmmmm...
I'm talking to two people about blogs.
And why they never update them *cough cough* You know who you are...

This is what I did today:
Well on second though I'll start from yesterday night:
9:00 - 11:30 Re-read an entire chapter on the idoitic table for chemistry AND took notes on the whole thing.
11:30 - 12:30 spanish spanish spanish, I dreamt in spanish that night
12:30 - 6:00 sleep
6:00 - 6:30 I forget exactly what I was doing, it was too early. Something along the lines of brushing teeth, putting clothes on, that kinda thing.
Sometime during the school day: took a spanish test, took an algebra test, took a chemistry test. Went to gym at picked up really heaving things for no apparent reason.
2:37 till when I got home absolutly no mental activity goes on during this time. The most thinking I do is which bus is mine. Put my headphones on, sit there and vegetate.



Monday, December 10, 2001

 
Know what's absolutly dequsting? A dog drinking. It sits there and slobbers all over the place-you can hear it from a mile away. And it spills it's silva and water ALL over the floor. The only thing more gross is dogs in general.

Saturday, December 08, 2001

 
Lexa's home from college for Christmas so I asked her to braid my hair. I thought you know, braids would be cool. She braided the top in rows, I said 'okay,' I don't know a ton about braiding. Well...the braids pulled the hair down showing that I have an extreamly flat head.(in the front AND on the top) So...I look...um, werid I guess. HOPEFULLY I can convice her to "re-randomize" them to it covers up my flat head.
 
We went and got our tree today. I guess it was alright considering. I mean A)I'm alergic to christmas tress and B) it was wet rainy and miserable out(actually it still is)
Only 2 more weeks until Christmas vacation, I wonder if I can make it that long.


Tuesday, December 04, 2001

 
Things I want to do.
1) Play my guitar. I may not be any good at it, but I like it.
2) Sleep. Everyone likes sleep
3) Draw and write. I may not be any good at those either, but like I said, I like it; I never said you had to.
4) Play hacky-sack
5) Play soccer
6) Go to youth group
7) Go to parties. This may sound typical, but not the parties where you go and get drunk or stoned. The only time I really get to people from EHCA is at their b-day party, or Christmas party or whatever. And we usually do something, um, I guess you would say fun. Singing kareokee, playing trivial pursit at 12:00 at night, walking to Dawn's to buy an apple, locking people in closets etc. etc.

Sunday, December 02, 2001

 
I think I MIGHT actually be making progress on the guitar, my dad actually RECOGNIZED a song I was playing.
I borrowed Kyle's eletric, it's so much easyer to play than an acoustic.

Saturday, December 01, 2001

 
Went to Fat's party tonight. It was cool, kinda werid having the people from EHCA and youth group all in one place. I think soon I'm going to forget what Fat's real name is(I think it's Danielle). We just played hacky-sack and listened to music. Bramble and I did kareokee songs(how do you spell that?) It seemed short though 'cause I got there late and everyone left early.
Kelly and Bobbi say I got taller, I think they must have shrunk or something.
I got her a can of slim fast, which was THE present of the night. Well not really, but it was still funny.

Thursday, November 29, 2001

 
For all of you taking geometry or who have taken it I would like to intoduce a new clause.
You're in the middle of one of those dreaded proofs *dramatic chord* and you're writing down a statement. The reason is so obvious, but the stupid "technical" or "formal" term eludes you. That's when you bring out,
"The Because I Said So Clause"
Now making it's way into textbooks around the world.
 
I have an inet ability to find dog crap-uh, I mean poop. I step in it everywhere I go. We dropped Lex off after her Thanksgiving break at a friend's house who were driving out to Ohio. We were carrying her stuff to their car; *squish*
I had to take the dog out and play with it for fear of physical punishment; *squish*
I get off the BUS, off the BUS! It's 1/4 mile from my house on the side of a road where nobody lives! *squish*
I'm baffled.

Wednesday, November 28, 2001

 
Today was the first day back to school since Thanksgiving vacation and it's already like "When is Christmas break???" I hate school. I think I'm going to homeschool next year, the only thing would be whether or not they'd let me play soccer.

YG tonight was fun. I think Kyle and I could seriously freak some people out. The only reason the people from YG don't have us trucked away by men in white coats...well, I'm not exactly sure why, maybe they feel bad for us. But people who have no idea who we are...
For example: the time our YG went to Eat N Park, and while we were waiting I acted like a retarted Santa Clause and Kyle sat on my lap and drooled all over the floor.
Or the time we did our football play impressions(slouch, grunt, make unintelligent noises and run into people) in the middle of a mall and then started rolling around on the floor. Then there's the whole act like your gay scenerio but we won't go there...

Tuesday, November 27, 2001

 
Someone please explain to me why people like dogs. It's beyond me.

Monday, November 26, 2001

 
There's this story I have to tell, it's hilarious. I can't say who it's about, or who told it to me because they'll kill me("And you don't want that...") So they will remain unnamed.
This certain person was shopping for a birthday present for their cousin. They picked out a sweater they thought was really nice. However it wasn't untill that person got home that one of their relatives pointed out that their cousin lived in New Mexico and would never NEED a sweater. So the person who bought the sweater kept it and got their cousin something else.

I thought that was very funny, sounds like something someone would do in a movie. But to make this person not feel like they're the only one who does this kinda stuff here's something I did:

I was prentending that I could play the guitar in my room(which was a total reck b/c I was moving stuff around) when my mom called me and needed something. When I got back I sat down and realized I didn't know where my pick was. If I'd left it in my room I'd never find it, at least not that day. I sighed and the pick, which I had been holding in my teeth ever since I got up, fell into my lap.
 
I was going to go run today and attempt to stay in some kind of shape for indoor, but today the first day of deer seaons-a national holiday in hick-town Western Pennsylvannia. And I didn't feel like getting shot by some idoit thinking I was a doe, not today at least.
 
I re-aranged my room, again. It's hardly ever in the same configuration for a month. I dunno, I just like it different I guess.(I know, me? different? no way)

Sunday, November 25, 2001

 
I had a thought but Chris made me forget what it was.
The Phantom Menace was on TV. Have I ever said how much of a Star Wars freak I am, or was. My mom was afraid I'd get involved in a cult I was so into it. I knew all the weird numbers in the movie, "TK421, T1, ST312" (and yes those are all from the movie, I didn't make them up) Each ship's speed, weapons, shields, hull armor, manuverability. I'm not sure if I remeber everything now. It's actually kinda scary that I used to know all that, if I knew my schoolwork that well I'd have 100% in every class.

Anyways, that was totally pointless.
 
Learning to play the guitar(or at least trying) is really great on your fingers. After they're indented by the strings it hurts to touch anything w/your fingertips. Then they get calloused. Big thick lards of built up dead skin that keep you from feeling anything.(don't eat them they don't taste good)

Friday, November 23, 2001

 
Have you ever woken up in the morning with a REALLY big loogie? I did this morning. I rolled over in bed and haukt up a huge one. It fill up my whole mouth and just kinda fell out into the trash can; it was practically a solid. *yum yum yum*
So I just kinda wandered around the house being sick all day. Played the guitar(or at least tried to) Um, I can't rember what else I did. I just got back from Mike Penn's house.
Oh yeah I slept in till 11 today which is very abnormal for me.

Thursday, November 22, 2001

 
Slept in.
Got a shower.
Made sauasage balls.
Played guitar.
Played piano.
Ate breakfast.
Listened to music.
Slept some more.
Ate Lexa's b-day cake.
Watched part of the football game.
Soccer.
Ate turkey.
Drove mum sam and lex to see Monsters Inc.
Came home.
Wrote blog.

I think that's it.
 
I was kicking the soccer ball around today and I ran into a tree.


Wednesday, November 21, 2001

 
The Four Seasons:
(as told by Zach)

Outdoor Soccer
(fall)
Indoor Soccer
(winter)
Baseball
(spring)
Track
(summer)

 
Is 10 hours in the car worth skipping one day of school? I think so.
We went and got Lex today, pretty uneventful trip. So she's home now and it's like she never was gone only she talks more.
Umm...nothing's really happened. If anything does I'll let you know.

Monday, November 19, 2001

 
"Grabbed hold of my enemy's neck and I choked till he ceased
Blistered is disbelief I awoke dead
When I awoke I couldn't belive it was me.
All the time is was ME."
 
I only have to make it through one more day of school w/out dying.
Wednesday I'm driving out with my dad to pick Lex up from OSU. Um, I don't think we're going anywhere for Thanksgiving which is fine by me. Saturday I think people are coming over to eat and stuff. I wanna go skating sometime but that's not importaint.

School still royaly sucks, no big surprize.
 
no what i hate ppl who cant spel o use puncuashon an axpect u 2 know whut their sayin

Sunday, November 18, 2001

 
Bailey almost blew me up w/a bottle rocket the other day. We were throwing them into the air and his hit the ground before it went off. There was a moment of silent panic when we didn't know where it was, or when it was going go off. Then suddenly this streak of sparks flies on the ground towards me. You should have been there, all the guys were freakin out, I jumped 10 feet into the air, but it stopped right under me. It was somethin just like the movies, I just started to leap away when it went off.

This all happened while we were at Kyle's house, myself, Penn, Bailey, Josh, Kylee Wyotee, Derek, John and J.T.
7 guys playing guitars, blowing things up and hitting eachother; it doesn't get much more steriotypical

Saturday, November 17, 2001

 
We spent the last hour or so chasing hunters off our property. I went outisde and there were like 4 of them just walkin around, and this isn't the first time this has happened. So we called the game warden and he came out. Then this stupid dog of theirs(it was a beagle) came onto our property. I wanted to hold it from ransom, but my dad wouldn't let me. So then this idoit comes looking for his dog and says he's sorry.(Right, they always say that) and the game warden said we could press charges if we wanted but my dad decided not to. That's it.

Friday, November 16, 2001

 
These are 13 rules Matt Bramble lives by and with the help of Mr. Ugly have trained me in.

The Procrastinators Creed
1.) I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.
2.) I will never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses
3.) I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration
4.) I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the ammount of bodily injury I could expect to recieve from missing them.
5.) I firmly belive that romarrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.
6.) I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount to time given.
7.) I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesmally small, is not exactly zero.
8.) If at first I don't suceed there is always tomarrow.
9.) I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.
10.) I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word when I get around to it.
11.) I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.
12.) I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan
13.) I shall never do today what I can put off till tomarrow
 
Soccer last night was...interesting...the referees stoped posting the score after 7, and I stoped counting their goals after 15. We score one though. My dad said it looked more like "Kick the Korean Kid" than soccer.
Um, turned in a 7 page english paper today-glad that's over with.
The other day Sam's stupid dog ran into my mom when she was playing volleyball and knocked her over. She hyperextended the tendons in her knee and is hobbling around on a walked now. I hate that dog.

Wednesday, November 14, 2001

 
I hate long term projects. If you have more than two days to put if off you will.

Today-um...I got out of two of my morning classes b/c I had to go get molds of my feet(no, not mold ON my feet) for orthotics, I have weird arches or something. So I got back right in time to fail my vocabulary test.

Hmm, I can't think of anything else.
Kinda funny that I still refer to EHCA as "our" school. Like Danielle was showing me pictures and I'm like "do those guys go to our school now?" Or when I'm telling someone a/b it I say "we have to" and not "they have to." That kinda thing.


Tuesday, November 13, 2001

 
There is little variety in public schools. Everybody likes the SAME song because they think that everyone else likes it. But in actuality everyone only says they like it because they think everyone ELSE likes it. The same clothes, hair, food, music.
But everyone SAYS they're different. Becuase everyone is different (different automaticlly makes you cool) and so everyone thinks they have to be different. "I want to be different; just like everyone else."

That's my fuming for the day.

Monday, November 12, 2001

 
When I woke up today there was a stange man in my house trying to rob us. So I cut his heart out in a really violent way.
Then our bus crashed on the way to school..."and everybody died-except for me."
When I got to school the principle told me I had been accepted into the National Honors Society and was elligble for a full tuition scholarship to any college in the world.
It was right then that my friend rushed into the office to tell me that we had won the lottery.

That's not really what happened today but I had to make something up.(Right Rachel?) I just had a regular boring day.

Sunday, November 11, 2001

 
My parents are gone, I'm at the house by myself. The dog's there. I'm under strict orders to play with the dog and feed it and not beat it. So I'm trying to cope with this stupid animal all day long. So I take it out to "play" with it and what happens? I step in it's crap. This is just dandy. I hate the dog.
 
Entry From Chapter Two*:
"I watch the world through my telescope.
I am satisfied to watch others suffer and die for the cause to justice-
But to share no part in their sufferings.
My telescope it really the only way to see poverty, because I can't stand the
agonized and intolerable wails of children starving to death-
Their cries, their pain, it all really irritates me.
I do not care to hear and be moved, I would rather watch-
And not be bothered.
That is why I watch the world through my telescope."


*Chapter Two is the latest edition to my autobiography(That black book I draw stuff in) It's just thoughts and writings instead of pictures.
 
Friday - no school!
I stayed home and cleaned stuff all day. Then Ugly was over and we went to see Monsters Inc. Once again no one else went. There have been numerous times when we've planned to go w/people and it ends up that we're the only two that go. Maybe it's that people don't want to be seen in public w/us, oh well. Anyways after that we picked up Mike and slept in the camper and froze to death.
Saturday - um, Saturday, uh...
Woke up, ate breakfast, then Mike and Chris decided to film me killing myself on the trampoline. (Pictures may be coming soon) I found out how to do a sideways flip like Trinity does off the wall in The Matrix.
After that we went to our YG's Harvest of Blessings where we walk around and collect food. Usually we used wagons but this year some genius thought it'd be a good idea to use shopping carts. So there we were, walking around Highlands with a shopping cart looking like idoits.(as usual) We didn't get a whole lot, we'd go up to people's doors and they'd be like "You're joking right???"
Well think about it, 3 goony teenage guys come up to your door on a Saturday and tell you they're collecting food, riiighhhttttt...

Thursday, November 08, 2001

 
Have I mentioned that someone wrecked our mini-van? My mom was pulling out into an intersection and some old hag ran right into her. So our van's totaled.
I can't get into my hotmail account at the moment which is really ticking me off. I have another game at 9:20 tonight. Who the heck scheduals games at these times anyways??? Oh well, at least I don't have to get up and go to school tomarrow.
I got an 'A' in algebra! "I'm so happy..." Mr. Unk's Honors Algebra II 2nd period class may very well be the new form of tourture for the 21st century. I never thought I'd have an 'A' in that class.

Monday, November 05, 2001

 
"Now have you even driven before Zachary?"
"Yes, I've..."
"Okay then, we'll start with the basics."
"But I know..."
"This is the STEERING WHEEL..."
"I knew that"
"Good, now, this is the IGNITION KEY"
*looks a driver "instructor" w/a look that says "is anyone home?"
"Now when you drive you have to keep your eyes on the road..."
"What's the road?"
"The road is the black thing you drive on."
"Drive what on?"
"The car"
"The what?"

This is pretty much how my "practice driving" went today. Hey I figured if she's going to treat me like an idoit I might as well act like one.

Sunday, November 04, 2001

 
DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT
Dylan Thomas(1914-1953)
"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at the close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Through wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightening they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild me who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father there on the sad height,
Curse, blessme now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."

 
Hey all, sorry I haven't posted anything for a while, here are the blogs that should have been posted for the late week/weekend.
Thursday - school, blah blah, boring.
We had our first indoor game at 9:20 at night! I must be crazy to start playing soccer when I should be going to bed-of course we already knew that. The team is basically the JV team from Freeport so we lost miserably.
Sam came home from the hospital that night, she was really tired, but fine other than that.

Friday - I woke up at 6:45-the time I SHOULD have been walking out the door to catch my bus. I couldn't exactly move 'cause I was so sore from the game the night before(hey that rhymes)
Boring day of school, as usual.
My parents bought the movie Shrek which is one of the best movies ever.(Movie review coming soon)

Saturday - no school(YEAH)
We went paintballing. I have a welt the size of um, well I don't know what to compare it to. If you make a circle w/your thumb and index finger; it's that big. Chris and I were on different teams but I never got to shoot him. And there was a set of twins there that were big, goony, and I wanted desperately to shoot the heck out of them because they were driving me crazy. I light one up* but failed to hit the other.

*the term light up [LIT UP] in paintball means to shoot someone a lot at close range, also something you don't want to happen to you.

I went home w/Chris 'cause we were going to the Lasher's afterwards. We spent 5 whole mintues making a card that had absolutly no meaning to it.
We played hacky sack while we were there, um, and just hung around. Rachel "lost" my hacky sack(I think she stole it). I'll soon go into resecion if it's not returned me to.(I get emotionally attached to weird things)

Tuesday, October 30, 2001

 
My little sister, Samantha, is at Childrens Hospital, possibly with appendisis.(sp?)
I got a message at school today, my parents took her down. So I got home around 6, called my dad and he said she's probablly going into surgury.
So if you all could keep her in your prayers.

 
Boring day at school - 7.5 hours Falling asleep in class - 10 minutes Failing Tests - 3 mintues
2 hours of tackle foot ball after school - priceless/timeless.
We(the guys from the soccer team) played the annual football game(i.e. kill the freshmen, forget the ball) It was fun to say the least. I only banged my head off two rocks and I can still walk with the help of crutches. The best thing to do was let someone catch the ball so you could lay them out afterwards.

Sunday, October 28, 2001

 
This is from Adam Kaminski's info on IM.(slightly edited)
My defintion of a boy band is: a bunch a weirdos that haven't gone through puberty dressed up in celifame/tinfoil outfits like some cheap rip off of starwars characters which jump around in idiodic positions and patterns who can't even play their own music who are really cult leaders whose followers consist mindless teenage girls living in a sadistic, pathetic state of denial, sickos and drag queens in other words, a clean version of the Manson family! ITS TRUE, ITS TRUE!!!

Well put Adam, I couldn't have said it better myself.

Saturday, October 27, 2001

 
"So are you coming tonight?"
"Um...coming where?"
"To the pizza dinner and sleepover"
"That's tonight?"
"Yeah"
"Okay, what time does it start?"
"6"
*looks at watch - 5:00*

Rachel told me like a month ago about this, um thing. So the day it is I finnally get a time to be there. Anyways I ran around the house getting all the cleaning stuff done, and then we got lost on our way there so I was late.
Then we did this "Progressive Pizza Dinner"; there were four houses and each one had pizza crust, sause, cheese and pepperoni. So we had to drive to the houses and get the ingrediants in oder. Steve, Kelly, Rachel and myself were on a team.
Then when we got back we played "The Name Game" a really retarted game where you say people's names and try and sit in chairs and such.
Bramble, Steve and I played hacky sack while everyone else played sardines.
Hmm, the rest of the night we played Trivial Pursuit(we won) spoons, and more hacky sack.
Um...Anna and Lizzy were loud and annoying all night(no surprize-they haven't changed a bit) some kid named Ryan rank a lot of water playing spoons, and we went to Golden Dawns Sat. morning to get food.

Thursday, October 25, 2001

 
We went to Leope VoTech school today. Very boring. Walk around the classrooms, listen to teachers(just like at Freeport) all day long. They had a couple coo things, lasers that cut designs into plastic, some software and stuff.

Anyways, tomarrow's a half day and we have Monday off. This is the first time we've had off since school started.

Wednesday, October 24, 2001

 
I LIKE: Extra credit
I HATE: failing tests
I ATE: Pork Choppers
I NEED: more sleep
I WANT: (see above)
I HAVE: knees that hurt
I WISH: I could go back to EHCA

 
I suspect something...We didn't have homework last weekend, and hardly any this week, something is amis...They're going to crush us w/a duluge of homework soon...Then again the reason might be that they gave me 15 tests to fail.

Yesterday I went to EHCA to watch the soccer game. Mrs. Conaway was there and said that public school HAD to be easyer than private school 'cause Chuck Hanford has a B in math at Kittaning. "I rest my case." - Mrs. Conaway
Kinda hard to argue with that...
Afterwards I went w/the soccer team to Pizza Hut. It was just like old times, we reminised about soccer and the Soggy Paper Curtain, racing down the halls, Jon spitting cookies all over the table, me eating too much chocolate syrup and Ponderosa, Kelly'sdeep voice(CCCOOMMEEEE OOONNNN GGGUUYYSSSSS!!!!)
I heard some pretty weird stuff that's goin on there this year; Mrs. Getch's "underwear checks"(that's just freaky) and the english teacher who makes people write in cursive...then again Freeport's not the most "normal" place either.

Today I went to the foot doctor-person. He said I needed orthodics or something like that. I have to stick these things in my shoes.
That must be the grossest job in the world, having to touch people's feet all day, that's disqusting. I'd rather be like a garbage man or something.

Monday, October 22, 2001

 
Sent: 3.08 - 10/19
Once upon a time there was a little lamb. He flew in a big plane across an ocean and an entire continent. He was lovely and kind. Then he grew some and he wasn't as kind as before but he was still lovely and he could make people laugh. Sometimes he was sad and sometimes he was lonely and he missed the time when he was just kind and lovely.

What IS that? Somebody left it in my guestbook w/out a name and I'm not sure what it means.

My friend from school(who I already knew from church) walks down the hall w/his friends and when he sees me he tells them "I'm going to hit the new kid." (They not knowing that he knows me)
And they're like "You're so mean!"
I dunno, I thought it was funny. Next time I'm going to lay him out and see what they say.

I saw some girl wearing a Boyscout uniform at school today, is that sack-religious?

Saturday, October 20, 2001

 
Just for the record the Yankees are going to win the World Series, again.
The losing team...hard to say. Prob. the Diamondbacks.
 
I went to this place, and got this piece of paper and wrote my name on it, and now I can drive. It's not as hard as I thought it was gonna be. So far I only drove off the road once, and was over the speed limit only by 20 MPH.
I refereed all day today, then in a moment of insanity I agreed to do the same thing tomarrow.

Tuesday, October 16, 2001

 
We played our last game tonight against Deer Lakes. We lost(big surprize).
Today we took the PSATS and I found out just how stupid I really am. AND I got to miss my first 4 classes so now I have a butt-load of work to do.
For literature I had to read this story about a really vain lady who's born poor, and all her life she whines 'cause she wants food on silver platters and such. So one day she gets this chance to go to a ball or something formal like that where all the rich people are. So her husband spends like his life-savings to buy her a dress and she borrows a rich friend's diamond necklace. She goes to the ball, gets all the attention she wants and then leaves-it's over. BUT, she looses the necklace. So she and her husband track down the jewler and buy another one exactly like it, but they're in dept for the next 10 years paying it off.
So one day this wanna-be-rich lady is walking around and she catches up with the friend she borrowed the necklace off of and finds out that the necklace was fake.

So what does that mean? It means that lady was an idoit. First of all she wanted to be someone she wasn't and all she wanted to do was impress people.
There, that's my 2 cents.

Our english teacher has this poster that says "Everyone has a story to tell"
Yeah, but they didn't consider that most of those stories are self-centered, and while everyone may have a story, not everyone may want to hear it.
I hate that poster.

Saturday, October 13, 2001

 
Once apon a time there was STILL a chicken and a watermellon that STILL don't have anything to do with this.
There was a time when it was like "OH NO! I didn't write my blog today!" Now it's like, "gee, I haven't writin a blog in a month, oh well."
I expect partially because I'm lacking in the readers department.
We lost to Karns City today, but nobody on the team really wants to play anymore, so nobody cares if we win or lose.(That's a bad thing) My space bar button isn't working too well which is bad because now someofmywordsrun together. Anyways.

Monday, October 08, 2001

 
I had things I was going to write, but since I didn't get the time to write them I forgot them. So write this down kids: when you need to remeber something, write it down.(a lot of writing going on in those sentances)
Our game against Burrel was really disapointing. The truth w/out being too bias or humble; I played really hard. Not that I was the best out there, but I gave it what I had. We went into double overtime and when our best player had the chance to win the game he was taken out from behind which is an automatic red card and a PK because it was inside of the box.
Anyways, we lost 3-2 w/4 mintues left.
Today I had tons of homework, I think they always give you lots on Mondays.
I also have this weird pain in my neck that's been bugging me all day. It hurts to chew, and sometimes it just starts hurting like crazy.
Oh well.
"I've had worse" - Black Knight from Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Friday, October 05, 2001

 
Since I don't have much to write about today I'll write about what I'm going to do tomarrow.

I have to ref in the morning, kids under 8 who don't even know which way to kick the ball.
THEN...I'm going to...take my PERMIT TEST *dramatic chord* Scary ain't it? I'll be driving alone come spring.
Um, we have a night game against Burrell too, under the lights and everything.

Then Sunday my parents are taking Sam up to Eire for a soccer game. So I have to get a ride to church and will be home all by myslef tomarrow.(I'm so grown up)
And between now and Monday I have to write an english paper and get the rest of my homework done.

Thursday, October 04, 2001

 
Hmm, I don't have anything to write.
I have a 3-page english paper due Monday, and 50 word spanish vocab test tomarrow.
Right now I'm reminising w/Rachel about all the funnything that happened last school year.

ImmortalSoul777: I miss being able to call you an airhead
ImmortalSoul777: and Danielle fat
ImmortalSoul777: and Bramble gumby
ImmortalSoul777: and...making fun of Kelly's voice
ImmortalSoul777: "CCCCCCOOOOOMMMEEE OOONNNN GGGUUUUYYYSSSSS"
lachadie: "COME ON GUYS!" except it sounded more like you than her!
lachadie: LOL!
ImmortalSoul777: that was so funny, and she got so mad when we made fun of her for it
lachadie: haha
lachadie: 'member at that sight and sound theater The possesed woman?
lachadie: Chris is like "taht sounds like Kelly"
ImmortalSoul777: LOL LOL
lachadie: mean while I know we were all thinking the same thing!
lachadie: LOL!
ImmortalSoul777: LOL, That was SSSOOOOOOO FUNNY
lachadie: haha!
ImmortalSoul777: LOL, oh my gosh, I totally forgot about that
lachadie: hehe!
ImmortalSoul777: member that Christmas party last year, and Bobbi had a CD on
ImmortalSoul777: and Chris got those glasses and that cain and was like breakdancing?
lachadie: LOL!
lachadie: That was soo funny!
lachadie: she kept playing "Duh Dip"
ImmortalSoul777: YEAH, that was it

Monday, October 01, 2001

 
Once apon a time there was a chicken and a watermellon. That have nothing to do with this.
But the teachers at Freeport Dungon...uh, I mean, HIGHSCHOOL got together and plotted against Zach.
"Let's suspend him." one said.
But another said "No, then he'd get out of school."
So the most evil teacher of all decided to load Zach down with homework, knowing that he had soccer practice that night.
The other teachers agreed and assigned as much homework as they could.

Okay so I guess it's not THAT bad, but I have a lot of homework tonight.

Saturday evening I went to Chris' we watched Billy Madison(funny movie) And Sunday I finished my homework.

Friday, September 28, 2001

 
Hmm, I've sat here for about 10 mintues trying to think of something to write and talking to a couple people on IM.
Went to the football game in Freeport for a while 'cause my mom wanted to go(we've NEVER been to a highschool game). So we watched for about 15 mintues and said "this is boring, let's go home."
So I'm at home now, which isn't bad at all, I don't feel the need to go anywhere tonight.

Thursday, September 27, 2001

 
Will You Be There(Falling Down) by Skillet
As I fall to sleep
Will You comfort me
When my heart is weak
Will you rescue me

Will you be there
As I grow cold
Will You be there when I'm falling down
Will You be there

When I'm in retreat
Can I run to you
Will my pain release
At Your mercy seat

 
The whole situation over the past 2 days has been quite, um, different, amusing, anything you wanna call it, so here's a rundown:
Tuesday night I got hit pretty hard and my parents took me the the hospital.
After x-rays and hours of waiting the nurse came in and said, you're fibula's broken and we're going to splint it.
Wednesday I stayed home from school 'cause they told me too. I was on crutches all day.
I when to our game at Shady Side even though I couldn't play, and to youth group that night, it really wasn't bothering me a whole lot.
Thursday - went to the orthopedics. He looked at the x-rays, moved my foot around and said, you're leg's fine.
Actually he said my fibula(which is the thin bone on the outside of the leg) has been broken for a while but hasn't affected me.

SO, my leg's broken, but it's been broken(I'M not even sure how that works) BUT, I can still play soccer.

Wednesday, September 26, 2001

 
I really did it this time. Last night at our game at Deer Lakes I fractured my ankle. Well, I didn't do it, it was number 5 on the other team. I was off the ground and played the ball to a team mate, and 5 decides to take me out. He did a pretty good job too, I'm out for 6-8 weeks, which is basically the rest of the season.
The worst part is that we lost 3-2 in double overtime which pretty much killed our chances at the playoffs.
It was absolutely freezing last night, and it was raining, we were all running around w/steam pouring off of us.
After the game my parents decided to take me to the hospital, which was the stupidest idea in the world because nothing was wrong...But by the time we got there it hurt so bad I could hardly walk on it. It was cool though because I got to take a wheel chair into the ER waiting room. So we sat and we sat, with the cat and the hat. My ankle felt, like it'd been hit by a bat. They took x-rays, and we waited(does anyone EVER not have to wait more than 2 hours in the hospital?) the nurse came and said that my fibula was fractured and they'd have to splint it.(My ankle wasn't really fractured, but it's in that area) so we waited another hour for another nurse to come in and put the splint on; it was 1:00 in the morning by the time we got home.

Monday, September 24, 2001

 
People tell me my blog is depressing, but I don't have anything to write about. I normally just write about what's goin on, and what I'm doing. This IS what I'm doing, pretty sad isn't it? I think it is.

Today after soccer practice I got to go over to EHCA and watch them play Pittsburgh East. I saw Ms. Fedon who said that everybody talks about me(good thing/bad thing?) and Mrs. Busler who didn't reconise me at first, she just kinda stared at me, and then was like "oh hi!" (not as dramatic of course, only as dramatic as Mrs. Busler gets)

Saturday, September 22, 2001

 
What does it mean to have a life?

"This is the life"
"Get a life"
"Life on the edge"

I don't seem to have much of a "life" anymore. I have to get up so early for school that I have no time in the morning for devotions; every morning is a hassle and a race to just get out the door so I don't miss the bus.
There's no life at school. Go to class, go to the next class, want to talk to your friend in the hall? Too bad, you'll be late.
Soccer everyday after school, there's one good thing.
Get home-sometimes not till 8 o'clock.
Do homework, study for tests.
Give the last few waking moments to God before I die from exaustion.
What a great life. I hate it. I don't hate living(at least I don't think so) I hate the circumstances surronding me.

People will ask me, "so how are you doing?"
I don't know how to answer. The best thing I can come up with is a long sigh and say "alright I guess."
 
My leg itches.

Friday, September 21, 2001

 
I hate school.
Did I say that already? I don't care.
 
Tonight is homecoming for Freeport!!!
Big flop, like I care.
Today was the first day in like 2 months that we haven't had a game or practice. (Excluding Sundays) So I get to just be at home and relax and not have to go to "the big(football) game, EVERYONE'S gonna be there!"
Yyaaayyyy, everyone that sounds great.

Thursday, September 20, 2001

 
Public Landfills--ah, I mean schools really make you appreciate the weekends. I just need to make it through tomarrow.
Tonight's game against Highlands was going pretty well at first, but then the refs deiced they were tired of doing a good job. We had guys getting cards left and right, AND seriously fouled.
I'm disqusted, and I dispise highschool "referees." The one punk we had tonight even threw our coach out of the game.
Soccer is my one, reason that I can stand school, and we can't get any decent officials(I think I said that already)

Anyways, I'm sorry if my blogs aren't making you laugh, I guess there's nothing to laugh at anymore.

Wednesday, September 19, 2001

 
It's late, I need to get to bed so I can get up and go to the school that I hate tomarrow.
All I really have time to say is that I wish I had more of it.
Life sucks, we played Mars tonight, one of the dirtiest teams we've played so far. In the first 7 mintues I tackled this kid and he just sat on me, he wouldn't get off. So I threw him off, and the referee threw me out of the game. The one thing about highschool that I like...and I couldn't even do it. We won 3-2 anyways.

Monday, September 17, 2001

 
My sister's gone. She's at college. MY sister. I keep wanting to go into her room and talk to her, or expect her to be on the computer(which she took w/her, I'm using my laptop now) or ask her a question about something I don't understand.
It's werid with out her here.

Friday, September 14, 2001

 
I can't belive...my sister is actually going to college, she's LEAVING. It's one of those things you always talk about and know is coming, but you never expect it to actually happen.
Tomarrow after my game we'll driver her out to Ohio. It's gonna be really diff. w/out her, probablly a little less lively.

Thursday, September 13, 2001

 
26 metric conversions
4 multiple part Algebra II problems( i.e. given the sequence {4, 7, 12, 19, 28, 39, 52...}find t sub. n )
Conjugate three spanish verbs and worksheet-quiz tomarrow
Study for Diver's Ed. Test tomarrow
Chapter's 5-9 in Mary Shelley's Frankenstein w/journal responses
Pages 394-399 in American Cultures Text book

All this, after getting home at 7:30 from a soccer game, yes I'm complaining.

 
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
That's what you heard out on Freeport soccer feild tonight.(We played Kittaning)
Score at half time: Kittaning - 1 Freeport - 0
Then, our right fullback chips one in over the goal keepers head from midfeild. The exictement builds.
Moments later we scored again. We're absolutely crazy by this time.
With 15 mintues left Kittaning scores off a corner kick. We held them till regulation time ran out.
Overtime 1 - scoreless, I had to come out 'cause I couldn't breathe.
Double Overtime - Kittaning keeper comes out of the 18 to block a shot, our sweeper puts it away for the win.
You would not belive the energy out on the field by now, it was incredible.

Wednesday, September 12, 2001

 
I LIKE: Sleep
I HATE: School
I EAT: My fingers if I get bored enough
I THINK: That school is really boring
I SMELL: bbblllloooooooooooodddddd not really
I...I can't think of anything else.
 
Hmm.
School's really boring-sit around, listen to all the propoganda and lies. Put up with stupid lectures and cheap means to keep us entertained. It's a lot of fun, right.

It's amazing how much smarter the students are Freeport are than anybody in the U.S. government. I mean, it's OBVIOUSLY Palistine, and that, dude, the uh terrorists guy, I forget his name, but I mean *duh* you gotta know it's him. So we should just like bomb them, what else are you going to do? I mean come on, these government people have to idea what they're doing, they're so stupid.
(That's all sarcastic in case you hadn't caught on)

Tuesday, September 11, 2001

 
I hate homework, I hate it even more when you have 74 Algebra II problems to do.
 
I don't really have a lot to say about what's been happening in our country. Except for the fact that A)I think it's pretty much everybody's opinion that the government should be relentless in it's search, and ruthless in punishment and B) we spent all day watching the news in school today.(that's a good thing)
The bad thing is that we were supposed to have a big game against Mars today, one of the top ranked teams in our sections and they canceld it because of Freeport Highshool's significant importance to the U.S. government making it a potential terrorist target. Right.

Saturday, September 08, 2001

 
Freeport: - 3
St. Joe's: - 1
I played pretty much the whole game, I had to come out twice 'cause my leg hurt.(Last game against Burrel this kid wrecked me, totally knocked me off-kicked me in the shin-which SHOULD have been a card) anyways we played really well today.

I'm so glad it's the weekend. I've only been in school 2 days, and I can't belive I have to do this ALL YEAR.
We went to see "The Others" last night. It was okay, kinda stupid though, not much of a plot.

Friday, September 07, 2001

 
Don't ask me how school went, read this. If it's too much for you, ask me and I'll give it to you in segments.

Thursday, September 6th, 2001Judgement Day For Zachary
6:10 - Rolling out of bed and onto my floor, banging my head against a desk on the way down I turn my alarm off and crawl into the shower where I'm shaken away by a deluge of freezing cold water.
6:50 - somehow I manged to get dressed, eat, brush, gel my hair and run out the door in 40 min to make the ¼mile walk to my bus stop.

By the time you get to school time is no longer an issue, it's simply when the bell rings. Nobody says "oh it's 10:30, time for my Algebra class w/Mr. Doesntcareaboutanything." Nope, the bell rings and you head to room number 72. What subject? Teacher? You find out when you get there. How long is the class? Be in the room when the bell rings, and leave the room when the bell rings. You're totally cut off from clocks until you get home.(Which is usually around 8 that night if you're lucky enough to have soccer everyday after school)

Okay, so here's a rundown of my classes:
Homeroom: Sit around while loud ditzy self-centered people talk all around me, trying to see around "the new kid**"
Spanish II: teacher greets us with "this class is too big, but that's okay 'cause I know half of you are morons anyways" and proceeds to throw our folders at us.
Honors Algebra II: Old teacher(who acts young) w/a hearing aid asks how you would add one half and one third(fractions) student replies "5/12" Teacher then proceeds to tell "the new kid**" how he thinks that the new kid does not know his algebra very well.(the "new kid**" has never talked to this teacher before and wonders how/why he makes these assumptions)
Honors English 10 happy preppy giddy teacher(Mrs. Boring) excitedly tells us how much HOMEWORK we're going to have, and about all the READING we have to do and all the QUIZES we'll take "probably close to one everyday, but, THAT'S why your in HONORS enlgish! Isn't this EXCITING class???"
ChemistryFinally a breath of fresh air. Cool teacher(our soccer coach) and we're in one of the newer rooms that's not hot and dusy and smelly.
Lunch The "new kid**" sits by himself in lunch B 'cause all his friends are in lunch A, "new kid" gets reading homework done(nerd)
American CulturesStupid teacher that the "new kid" hates talks to the class like they are preschoolers, which is not very far from the truth. When asked to name any person, event, or date in American history from 1492 to the Civil War, answers like "Magellen!" or "Napolen" "President Kennedy!" come up. When Mrs. Preschool teacher asks the class if George Washington was ever in Western PA, the "new kid**" says that he fought his first battle as a comander in the French and Indian War at Fort. Nessisity. Automaticly labled as "one of those smart people"
Drivers Ed by this time of the day "new kid**" has fallen asleep, from boredom and lack of rest"
Advanced Computer Applications Werid teacher w/a werid last name(female) explains the 1000000000 rules about the computer "lab"

**The new kid
The people who go to this school have lived here all their lives and always gone to school together, always had the same classes, and prob. have never been out of the state. So when a new funny-looking Korean kid comes to the school, everyone knows who the "new kid" is.

I'll probablly write more when I think of it.

Wednesday, September 05, 2001

 
Tomarrow I will die.

Tuesday, September 04, 2001

 
6 Yellow Cards
2 Red Cards
A million fouls, called and not called.
We lost to Shady Side tonight, horrible reffing.
But you don't want to hear about that and I don't want to talk about it.

Tonight is my last night for staying up late. Coming Soon: "Changes" - by Zach Weber.(that's me, the person writing this)
It's late, I must sleep
 
It must have been really funny to see. Two idoits-one bleached-headed, one funny lookin, riding around Springdale on two motorized scooters, pretending like they were cool. I would haved laughed if I saw Chris and myself riding around on gopeds. But, we already look like idoits, and the gopeds can't possibly make it any worse.
This is really starting to stink sitting around not doing anything. Everybody I know has already started, so there's really nothing to do. I'll never WANT to go to school, and I don't think I'll ever be ready for it, so I might as well go and get it over with.

Monday, September 03, 2001

 
Wow, I'm really behind writing these things.
Um, went to a Jenifer Knapp consert yesterday in Altoona, but of course being the homeschooled family that we are we had to stop at some historical site or something like that. Today, I had soccer practice-we have our first section game against Shady Side tomarrow, who's the 3rd top ranked team.

Today we might be goin to see Buble Boy, but it goes somethin like this:
Bekah and Rachel won't go if Bobbi won't go.
Bobbi won't go if Kelly won't go.
Kelly won't go if Matt doesn't go.
Matt won't go if Bobbi's sister doesn't go.
Bobbi's sister doesn't want to go.

It's usually SOMETHING like that, so two loosers (Ugly and myself) end up goin, actin all cool, or trying at least. Oh well.


Tuesday, August 28, 2001

 
Anyways like I was saying,
Matt is pretty smart when it comes to computers, plays soccer at EHCA(part of the ORIGONAL soggy paper curtain) and we like to make fun of him whenever he heads the ball. He runs funny too, he kinda wobbles from side to side 'cause he doesn't bend at all. Chris also calls him Gumby.
Matt USED to have mushroom hair, before he cut it all off and now he's a mini-mushroom. Let's see, other things, loves Dr. Pepper, whines a lot, and I'm tired so I'm going to go to bed. If you want to know anything else about Matt you can ask him.
 
Person I Feel Like Writing About:
Matthew David Bramble
Actually I don't feel like writing about anybody but Rachel told me to 'cause she's bored.(If anyone else actually reads this it would be nice to know...i.e. signing the guestbook) anyways
Chris calls him a scumbag. Girls call him cute. And I...I have to go empty the trash, so I'll finish this later.

Monday, August 27, 2001

 
In case you haven't noticed I haven't been able to update my blog as much as usual. Sorry to anyone who actually reads it, but it'll prob. have to stay like that.
My sis' graduation party on Sat. went pretty well, not as many people as we expected but that's good.(More people more problems) After everyone left, Alexa, her friends Hannah, Katie and...*think think* Katie's sister-I'll find out their names again, and Chris and I sat around playing snaps, and quoting Monty Python in wobble talk until 2 in the morning.
Oh yeah, Chris and I got this weird impulse to jump into the freezing cold pool at 1 o'clock in the morning-bad idea.

It was Katie and Amy Eckmen, Alexa reminded me.

Thursday, August 23, 2001

 
My first highschool game.
I didn't score a goal, give a game winning assist or make a spectacular tackle. Nope, not me-I got carded. In the first 4 minutes actually.
I was running full speed toward their goal, our center mid. played me the ball, but the other team's goalkeeper pick it up first. So I tried to get out of the way, but I nicked the goalies elbow w/my shoulder. He didn't fall over, didn't scream, didn't even complain. But I "COULD" have avoided contact. So the referee who must have been celebrating his 90th b-day and had glasses more like binoculars decided to card me.
The refereeing over the whole game was really poor anyways, and the other team stunk(we won 7-1). They had 2 fat kids on defense - tweedle dee and tweedle dum who like to "throw their weight around."

Wednesday, August 22, 2001

 
*pbbbttt*
Okay I think we're finally back online w/the computer. To save space let's just say it got really screwed up, but we fixed it by the sweat of our brow and the blood from our veins.
However, all of MY effots will be in vain as my sister is taking the computer w/her to college next month. I'm getting my old laptop back though. Note the word OLD, as in 133mgz, 2 gig harddrive and 16mg of ram, THAT'S OLD.

Aynayways, our first scrimage is tomarrow against West Shamokin. I have no idea how we're gonna do and I'm kinda nervous. I'm going to pretend like I don't speak english. heh heh heh....

Monday, August 20, 2001

 
I haven't posted anything lately 'cause we've been having computer problems-probably a virus. A friend of ours was able to fix most of the problems, but we're going to have to F-O-R-M-A-T it. *gasp*
So we've been backing everything up on ZIP disks.


Sat. Chris and I went skating(nobody ELSE could come) and the place was almost empty, there were like maybe 20 people there. Chris got asked for his phone number all night, he gave them the number to the local paramedics(the ambulance place) Then we went to his house and watched Saving Private Ryan which he got for his b-day which was the 16th.
I understand EHCA soccer "tryouts" started today, somebody will have to fill me in on how that went.
In order to get most of my geometry done before school starts I've had to start doing 2 sections a day. But hey that's not new.

Wednesday, August 15, 2001

 
My life right now consists of three things.
1.) Soccer. Soccer everyday from 7:30 - 12:30 which not only means running and puking my guts out half the day, but getting to bed early to get enough sleep to get up for the ordeal.
2.) Geometry. I really hate geometry, but my parents paid $$$ to order this video course and text book so that I could learn geometry and take Algebra II this year. It's really horrible, not something to look forward to. They make you do these proofs, for example: the show you 2 triangles. They tell you that the triangles are congruent(exactly the same) then they tell you to PROVE that they are congruent.
3.) Keeping up with a "social" and spiritual life.
I try and write blogs, talk to people on IM, go skating ect. but between my schedual and everyone else's it's really tough to get together w/people.
I usually have my quite time or devotions in the morning. But dragging myself out of bed everyday at 6:30 w/sore muscles to go to soccer practice leaves me little time. I can't really do them at night either because I can't stay awake. I go to my room, fall onto my bed and die. So I try to read and pray sometime during the day(hey that rhymes) but usually there are a million distractions, my mom needs me to do something, the lawn needs cut, I have to watch my lil sis in the pool, the trash needs taken out.
*pppbbbttt* I really can't wait for the weekend.

Tuesday, August 14, 2001

 
Song Lyric of the Day:
"____________________ "
- Revolution by The Supertones

It's an intrumental dummy
 
Never, in all my life, have I been so hot(heatwise) sweaty, dirty, exausted, sore, thiryst, out of breath, and all out miserable, than at soccer practice practice.
To start with we run ½mile then stretch, then we run for 20 mintues. It's not just like we run somewhere and it takes un 20 minutes to get there, we run for 20 minuets non-stop which, at the rate we run(or some of us run) we cover about 3 miles. And if you don't run, the seniors rip cornstalks out of the ground(hey it's Freeport) throw the cobs at your head, and beat you with the stalks. (EHCA people, sorry but if you think you have it tough running 1 mile...)
When we get back to the school we have 3 minutes to get a drink and change into our shingaurds and spikes.
And we run around a lot after that but you don't want to hear about it.

Saturday, August 11, 2001

 
Today, me dad, me mum and me little sis(and me) went to a computer show in Monroville, however the dealers there didn't have much. If you wanted to walk away with a computer you had to buy the frame from one person, the CPU from another, the mother board from Joe, the CD-ROM from Curly, and the power converter from Bob-you get the idea.
So after that we went to the Olive Garden(when you're here you're family) then to Dick's and I got a new backpack. ("It's my birthday present to me! I'm so happy.") THEN, we went to Circut City and looked at a laptop for my dad, then to gateway, then to Best Buy, then BACK to Circut City to actually buy the laptop.
Which, by the way took us all day, 9AM to 7:30PM. I think my feet hurt, but they're kinda numb from just standing around all day.

Thursday, August 09, 2001

 
*blank stare at the computer screen*

Wednesday, August 08, 2001

 
Things I Hate:
- Wet Socks
- Screaming little kids
- Viruses
- Zits
- Humidity
- Dogs (specificly the one living in my house)
- Boredom
- Geometry

Tuesday, August 07, 2001

 
It's been 4 days since I last wrote a blog, maybe that's a record or something.
My computer's been really retarded lately, AND my blogs haven't been posting since 8/1, oh well hopefully this one will.
Well let's see, over the past week I've: worked on filming w/the guys from YG, gone blading, made a glove out of duck tape, learned 3 whole chords on the guitar (G, C, and D7) oh yeah, I turned 16(scary) and been studying the stupid Driver's Manuel, um, I think that's it.
Today I have to clean a buncha stuff, then I'll prob. go film some fight scenes.

Friday, August 03, 2001

 
Random Thought of the Day:
You see the people who wear the flag upside down, burn the flag, protest anything and everything and are totally on fire to rebell against whatever comes up.
If you hate this country that much...then LEAVE. That's right, go to China, they are SO much better of there, or Cuba, you know there's this really good guy named Fidel Castro down there that loves democracy.
I understand that our government is far from perfect and likewise neither is our country, but as one of my youth leaders once said, what are you going to do about it?"
You go ahead and be rebels and whine("protest") about everything while taking no real actions to fix the problem. I saw a talk show the other day and there was this 15 year old girl bein all big and bad and sayin how she hated cops, and the host asked her why, what did a cop ever do to you? And she didn't have a thing to say. People just want to be against something because they think it's cool.

Umm, well I guess that's it. Kinda random, maybe someday I'll collect my thoughts into something inteillgent.

Wednesday, August 01, 2001

 
FINALLY! I've been out of duck tape for nearly 2 weeks and my mum went to Wal*Mart today and got some. *Hallelujah*
So now I can start on my new trapper-yes I got a new trapper *sniff* It was time to let go of my old one.
(For those of you who I haven't had the privelage of going to school with, my trapper is very...well, different, and I'm very attachted to it - via duck tape.) If you saw it you'd understand.
AYNAYWAYS, I have a new one, so I have to fix it because it's dull and boring.

Tuesday, July 31, 2001

 
I Hate:
Slow downloads. I've been trying to download a song ALL day, it's taking so long because it's downloading at a whole .12Kb/s.
NAPSTER never had this problem, Napster is so much better, oh wait, I forgot, you can't GET anything on Napster anymore!
 
Why go to the doctor when you're not sick? Just wondering.
Last Song Downloaded: The Devil Went Down To Georgia by Charlie Daniels
Last Intelligent Thought: Hmm, cannot remeber.
Right now I'm talking to Agent Hawk(Mike Penn), listening to punk covers, taking a break from cleaning my incredibly messy room, and wishing I had my own computer. Not that I mind sharing my sis', but she's leaving for college soon and taking her computer with her.
So the only other one we have in the house besides my mom's(which is sacred and off limits to me) is an old pentium with ONE WHOLE GIGABITE of total harddrive space, 8 megs of ram, and a processer that I think is still in the double digets.
(For the computer illiterate people that's a stone-age really really slow computer)

Monday, July 30, 2001

 
Okay okay okay, I lied.
Well, I didn't exactly LIE, I just didn't tell EVERYTHING. If you read that Chris and I were in California you might have actually belived that we were in California STATE, when really we were at the college in Califonia PA. Which was a REALLY poor campus that stunk and was falling apart.
 
I hate weird ice cream flavors. Like my mom always buys these "Peach Fruit and Ham" flavors. Plain vanilla and chocolate are just fine.
I was at Kyle's house today working on the latest video - FROsT-BiTEwith the guys from our YG.
I stayed for dinner afterwards and had shoe leather for dinner.

Sunday, July 29, 2001

 
Alright I think I finally got everything sorted out. If you SIGNED MY GUESTBOOK lately *cough cough* You saw my post that said that I couldn't acess my blog to post anything.
So the problem is obviously fixed because you're reading this post.
This weekend Chris and I were in California at a referee training camp which was...okay. The weather was kinda crappy, the food(slop) sucked, and learning about ref-ing isn't the most interesting thing in the world either. It was at a college, and the dorms STUNK, literally, AND my room-mate was fat and smelled of body odor.

Wednesday, July 25, 2001

 
AH HA! My archives are back.
I haven't been able to be on the computer as much lately, which I guess could be a good thing. I really want to go skating somewhere 'cause I have these really nice skates my mom got me and I haven't been able to use them yet.
This weekend I'm going to referee camp. How dumb is that? Do you know of any other people who go to REF CAMP??? oh well.

Sunday, July 22, 2001

 
I actually got to do something. This weekend our youth group had a campout on our church property and we had to build our own shelters out of cardboard and duct tape. The girls shelter was all nice and pretty it had windows and an awning(sp?) and a mailbox...but it was flimsy and fell over during the night. The GUYS shelter(who's was ingeniously engineered by an incredibly smart person *cough cough*) was just like a big triangular tent and although it wasn't the most "pretty" shelter in the world it held.
The theme was helping other people, and building our own shelter was supposed to give us an idea of what homeless people felt like.

Thursday, July 19, 2001

 
WANTED MY STUPID(well they're not REALLY stupid which is why I'm looking for them) ARCHIVES!!!
Five-Hundredth of a cent REWARD.
 
Here's what's going on in my life: abSoluTly NotHinG
Soccer, soccer, soccer, soccer, running to get in shape for soccer, lifting heavy things and being unbelivably sore to be "strong" for soccer, getting to bed before 11 as to get up at 6:30 to go to soccer practice, taking a nap at 10:00 in the morning(when most people are just getting up) because I'm so tired from soccer, doing geometry so my mom will LET me go to soccer, cutting the grass so I can practice soccer at home, writing blogs about soccer, talking on IM about soccer, and saving money to pay for soccer camp.

I like to play around with the soccer ball once in a while when I get the chance also.

Wednesday, July 18, 2001

 
I think everybody went on vacation and didn't say anything about leaving.
Personal Person: Bekah Lasher
Bekah is supposed to be Rachel's "twin" but there's really no way in telling that they're even related except for the fact that they fight like sisters. Bekah doesn't like "Howdy" and says "Salutations" instead and when playing volleyball she likes to beat the ball into a pulp before she serves it. Bekah also instituted the phraze "Cut the freakin crap" when she shouted it at Chris in Bible class because he was slapping her desk with a ruler.

Tuesday, July 17, 2001

 
I'm really tired right now, not sure why. Yesterday(Monday) I had soccer practice in the morning, came home...and I forget what I did all day, but that night we went to a pick-up game in Harmer and picked up Chris who is at my house now.
 
"Jack not name, Jack job."
-Animal (The Muppets Movie)

Monday, July 16, 2001

 
I had something I was going to write, but I forgot what it was. Ever since I got back from Creation it's been really hard to get geometry done. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I sit on the couch and fall asleep during the video.(it's a video course of a guy and a chalkboard) Hmm, I just noticed that all of my archives are gone. I wonder if they'll come back. Maybe they're "on holiday" as the Brits would say.
 
"When I go out I play in the street
I get hit by cars I make mashed potatoes
I get hit by cars."

- When I Go Out by Five Iron Frenzy
 
Random Thought: For all the blind people reading this, I know the colors are kinda hard to make out, I'll try and fix them as soon as I can. Thank you for your understanding.

Saturday, July 14, 2001

 
*ppppbbbttt*
I was helpin Kyle clear out trees and brush to put up a pavilion on our church property today, there were a buncha guys(men) working with chainsaws(they wouldn't let me have one, can you imagine???) So we moved trees, logs, brush, sticks, more trees, more logs, more brush, and more sticks. Lots of stuff, I might actually have some muscles if my arms don't fall off.

Friday, July 13, 2001

 
Hmm, I haven't been doing much lately, cutting grass, soccer, geometry, the usual. The party at Rachel and Bekah's was fun; Bobbi started laughing un-controllably when she saw me...Matt said she would, still don't know why. We played 100 million games of volleyball and ate pizza and got sick.
I'm really tired right now which is probably why none of this is making sense, must be the growth spurt.
 
Something funny/cool: Punk covers.(different versions of songs) I have punk versions of:
- Brown Eyed Girl - Reel Big Fish and MxPx
- Earth Angel - Ghoti Hook
- Take On Me - MxPx
- My Heart Will Go On - A New Found Glory
- Barbie Girl - MxPx
- I Want it That Way - Reliant K
- Sweet Talkin Woman - Five Iron Frenzy
- Blue Moon - MxPx
- Oh Donna - MxPx
- Stand By Me
- I Get Around
- Sesame Street
- Hotel California
- Gillagan's Island
- I Will Survive
I think MxPx's version of Barbie Girl is the funniest 'cause you have all these guys doing corny imitations of girls voices.

Wednesday, July 11, 2001

 
Oh no, my sister's coming back tonight! That means she'll "need" the computer for the next 72 consecutive hours. I must hoard all the free minutes on the computer I can until she gets home. *AAHHHH* She's walking in the door! Oh that's just my dad *whew*
I don't know if guys are more talkitive on IM when they talk to girls than to other guys or what. Most of the girls on my buddy list I can have decent almost-intelligent conversations with. But guys...it all goes the same, everytime.
"Hey"
"Howdy"<--me(in case you couldn't tell)
"What's up?"
"Not much, mowed grass today." <-me
"That stinks"
"Yeah, so what'd you do?" <-me
"Nothing"
"Oh, I see" <-me
"yup."
"so aynayways..."<-me
"yeah"
*10 minute interval of no conversation*
"we gotta go skating sometime"
"yeah"
"any paticular day?"
"I'm not sure, I'll have to get back to you"
"okay"
That's it, and then somebody has to leave, and that's the end.
 
"If the exit sign is located on the top right of the guide sign, the exit will be on the right side of the highway."
I have to study the "Pennsylvania Driver's Manual" so I can get my permit in August. It's supposed to "help you become a safe driver," it's CONFUSING me. Where to put flares, "NEVER honk at bicyclists," and all these weird picutures of roads with arrows supposedly showing where you're supposed to go. I hope none of this stuff is on the test.

Monday, July 09, 2001

 
I had to get up at 6:30 this morning. This is going to be a long day. We started "conditioning" at the highschool today.(When they said "conditioning" they really ment "killing".) Starting at 7, we ran three laps around the field, stretched, then ran to the water towers "near" the highschool.(near meaning an approx. 3 mile run.) After we got back from that "relaxing" run, we "hit" the weight room.(It was more like the weight room hit US.) Tricepts, biceps, hamstrings, lower back, all these places where I'm SUPPOSED to have muscles.
There's a caste system on the team; the lords, peasents and serfs. The "lord" class is composed of the experience and older players, who, if anybody have a right to be lords. They don't have to do any work(setting up cones, carrying goals, etc.) and lead drills, mostly because they're the most fit.(in shape)
The peasents are the middle class. They OK players, not a whole lot to say about them.
The serfs...are the laborers. Mostly made up of freshmen who have never played before and/or really stink. When coach says to do something, the lords automaticly shout "FRESHMEN!" They are usually out of shape too.

Saturday, July 07, 2001

 
Hmm, I guess I should write something. Um, I've been practicing soccer and running a lot to get ready. Once we get started at Freeport we have practices or games like everyday except Sunday. I'm also finding it very hard to keep up with my geometry, I keep falling asleep while I'm doing it.
Oh wait, I forgot, I'm not supposed to write anything SERIOUS, this is just supposed to make people laugh. Um, why did the chicken cross the road? (Ask Bramble why the chicken DIDN'T cross the road sometime) Hmm, okay here's something funny, I think I may be going through a growth spurt...
Now that you've gotten control of yourself and you're not rolling around on the floor, I say that because A) my legs have been hurting like crazy for the past week, B) I'm more tired than I usually am, and C) I'm eating more than I usually do. Then again, it may just be that I'm a wimp, and not going to grow anymore except sideways.

Wednesday, July 04, 2001

 
**FunkAY [funk-ay] ay - as in hay.
There are three levels of cleaness when it comes to clothes.(there may be more but just pretend) Clean, dirty, and funkAY.
Clean clothes you get out of the basket or at the store. Dirty clothes are clothes that you have worn, they may smell a little and have some dirt on them. A commen mis-understanding is that you cannot wear dirty clothes. Guys wear dirty clothes all the time, you walk in your room, find something on the floor, and put it on.
But...funkAY clothes, NEED to be washed. Clothes are funkAY when they stand up by themselves in the corner-you can usually smell funkAY clothes 1/2 mile away.
 
A couple people have hinted that I should write another Personal Person. I beilive that I said Kyle was next.
Kyle Bartholic
I've known Kyle pretty much since we moved here. We were in the same Scout troop and did a buncha stuff together. I coverted him from his old pagen church(j\k) and brought him to ours(which is 10x better than OTHER un-named churches that some *aheam* fat people would rather go to) We also played baseball together, Kyle a catcher and he's really good, well better than me anyways. His weird qualities are that...he wears PJ pants to go skating, he tells people he wants their soul...and is just wacked out in general.
Nicknames are Kylee-Wyotee(Whily-Cyotee), Kyle Barth-a-holic, hands, and Zam-Zam(Do NOT ask)
Hmm, his room is ALWAYS a mess, as in funkAY** clothes all over the place, and no room to sit.

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