The Island of Misfit Toys

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)

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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)

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.

*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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

**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.

It's 11:05. Nobody wants to talk to me on IM, I'm bored, I have duct tape over my mouth, and I'm REALLY THIRSTY!!! (If you're wondering why I have duct tape over my mouth it's cause I was sitting here being bored. If people would A) talk to me B) leave messages in my guestbook this never would have happened. Then again, if I had a LIFE it wouldn't have happened either.)

Let's see, I've been home...2 days now. I've done two geometry lessons, cleaned my room, cut grass and a whole lot of nothing. I went to Kyle's house today(stay tuned for Personal Person: Kyle) we skated, Mike Penn was there too, then went back to his house and fooled around on the puter.

Hooommmmee at last.
Yesterday Chris and I hung out with Mr. and Mrs. Cooper.(The lead singer and keyboard player for Skillet) and Mrs. Cooper touched my elbow. I gave John a duct tape wallet I made too. I also saw Kevin Max who waved a bananna at me. Um, we saw Audio Adrenaline, Newsboys, Skillet, dc Talk, Insyderz, Reliant K, Squad 5-0, Tree 63, a new band from South Africa, I think that's it, we worked a lot directing traffic, they let ME tell people where to go. My supervisor, Paul, said that he was going to be tanner than I was by the time Creation was over...but I beat him(good luck Kelly)