Seeing how most of my readers live in Davis county and either are about to go to Layton High or Davis High I thought why not piss everyone off!
Honestly, the amount of energy and time waisted fighting about which school is better and why the other sucks is stupid! I say whoever the heck is fighting about it is the loser!
Let me quote one of my friends. "Davis is three times the school Layton will ever be". Well considering you haven't gone to school at either...this comment is irrelevant.
Let me quote another one of my friends. "If I couldn't go to Layton I would go to Northridge way before Davis". Again. You haven't gone to school to Layton, Davis, or Northridge yet so again, comment irrelevant.
I will admit I used to join into the Layton Davis feuds over which school was better and now I realize how extremely stupid I was about doing so.
So I am going to shut all you up!
Item number 1 "Layton is just a bunch of druggies!". Well we could say that about Davis too. They do have the highest drug rate out of Davis county, but Layton also has people who do drugs. Ya find what you look for.
Item number 2 "Davis kids are rich and snotty". Hahahaha. I've seen some pretty NOT rich kids that go to Davis. I have also seen some pretty RICH kids that go to Layton. And as for the snotty, both have some D bags that think they are the top of the world and are gunna be D bags to everyone else. Just don't get involved with em.
Item number 3 "Everyone and their Grandma went do Davis". Davis HAS been here for a WHILE and yes a lot of people had their parents, grandparents, and maybe great grandparents go to Davis and now it is there turn. It would be the SAME exact way if Layton has been here for as long, but its a newer school so OBVIOUSLY that wont be the case...for now.
Item number 4 "Davis is SOOO much nicer/Davis gets ALL the money" Davis does have a nice campus, wont deny it, Layton is under construction so we will see how that turns out. So at this moment Layton is spending some money for new stuff.
Item number 5 "Layton has perverted teachers" Well we just got unlucky and had a teacher go all pervy...if he was at Davis at the time it woulda ended pretty much the same.
Item number 6 "Davis is SO much smarter" You do realize its the kid. There are PLENTY of stupid kids that are going to Davis, same with Layton. And Layton has smart students too. A lot of that is pretty much the kid, not the school.
So next time you wanna diss on Layton or Davis save your breath, cause I'm gunna sit there thinkin your dumb as heck for getting so into it.
Layton is great.
Davis is great.
In the end they are both schools.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love You!
Write another "You've Been Quoted"
In the recent week I have been nagged...and nagged...and nagged....AND NAGGED to write on my blog on Sundays and more specifically write another "you've been quoted". If you don't know what a "You've Been Quoted" is then I suggest scrolling down to my earlier posts and reading em. As for writing blog posts on Sundays I have a reason for not.
As some people know I can only be on the computer for a hour on Sundays. The reason. One night I stayed up till 1 in the morning playing WoW. So now I can't be on past 11 on regular days and I only get an hour on Sundays because its Sunday and the whole "Oh you gotta take a rest from things and WoW isn't a Sunday activity'' and all the other stupid Sunday restrictions.
So for my hour on Sundays I usually get on WoW just to check stuff. See what the guild is doing, see if there is any mail, and maybe do some quests on an Alt.
ANYWAY...thats why I don't like to blog on Sundays. I usually keep the blogging to a Saturday morning. I probably would blog on Sundays IF I had the 6 am to 11 pm thing I have for every other day. But I don't, so I won't.
ANOTHER reason why I don't do a "You've Been Quoted" is because it's summer and I am just chillin and relaxin, and being lazy.
Don't worry, this blog will pick back up once school starts and I start doing things and actually try to memorize funny quotes that have been said. So for all of you people worrying about not seeing another "You've Been Quoted" there is one coming.
So onto some other stuff.
School starts in 2 weeks. Fun, stupid, exciting, and nerve racking.
Fun: I get to see all of my friends again and we get to have adventures at school, because school is one big adventure.
Stupid: I won't see all of my friends that are going to Lame Davis because I am going to Awesome Layton. Also all of the lame school work.
Exciting: Its high school. I have graduated Fairfield Jr. High and am now advancing to the Bigger Badder Layton High! New school, new adventures, new people, everything is new put the friends that I have now and that I love so dearly.
Nerve Racking: EVERYTHING IS NEW AND ITS HIGH SCHOOL!
But all I can do it do my best.
In the end I think it will be more than worth it!
Peace Out Girl-Scout!
Love You!
As some people know I can only be on the computer for a hour on Sundays. The reason. One night I stayed up till 1 in the morning playing WoW. So now I can't be on past 11 on regular days and I only get an hour on Sundays because its Sunday and the whole "Oh you gotta take a rest from things and WoW isn't a Sunday activity'' and all the other stupid Sunday restrictions.
So for my hour on Sundays I usually get on WoW just to check stuff. See what the guild is doing, see if there is any mail, and maybe do some quests on an Alt.
ANYWAY...thats why I don't like to blog on Sundays. I usually keep the blogging to a Saturday morning. I probably would blog on Sundays IF I had the 6 am to 11 pm thing I have for every other day. But I don't, so I won't.
ANOTHER reason why I don't do a "You've Been Quoted" is because it's summer and I am just chillin and relaxin, and being lazy.
Don't worry, this blog will pick back up once school starts and I start doing things and actually try to memorize funny quotes that have been said. So for all of you people worrying about not seeing another "You've Been Quoted" there is one coming.
So onto some other stuff.
School starts in 2 weeks. Fun, stupid, exciting, and nerve racking.
Fun: I get to see all of my friends again and we get to have adventures at school, because school is one big adventure.
Stupid: I won't see all of my friends that are going to Lame Davis because I am going to Awesome Layton. Also all of the lame school work.
Exciting: Its high school. I have graduated Fairfield Jr. High and am now advancing to the Bigger Badder Layton High! New school, new adventures, new people, everything is new put the friends that I have now and that I love so dearly.
Nerve Racking: EVERYTHING IS NEW AND ITS HIGH SCHOOL!
But all I can do it do my best.
In the end I think it will be more than worth it!
Peace Out Girl-Scout!
Love You!
SNAP! CRACKLE! POP! but not Ricecrispys (Part 3: The Hospital)
Where: Davis County Hospital
When: Same
Setting: The E.R
Well after me crying my eyes out in the car we walk into the E.R and the lady behind the desk get WIDE EYED at the sight of my Z arm...my zarm. Well she tells me to sit in a wheelchair so they can take me to the operating room...Oh right I can't walk 50 feet cause my arm is broken! I walked from the parking lot to here! It ain't like my leg is a Z shape!
Well I'm sitting in the room and 1 doctor becomes 2...then 4...then 8 and then it seemed like the whole room just filled up with doctors all moving at 1000 MPH and my mom standing in the corner worried as ever.
Before I know it I have needle poking in me EVERYWHERE! I couldn't feel them because of my arm so that was good...but I still don't like needles.
Well since my Zarm didn't lay flat on the bed they propped it up on a tissue box so half of it was on bed and the other half on the tissue box. Let me tell you that was UNCOMFORTABLE! So I take my arm off and lay it on the bed. Well a nurse comes over and notices my arm isn't on the box and gets...mad is the easiest way to explain it, and asks who took my arm of. She turned to the nurse next to her and goes "Did you take his arm off the box? Do not do that". This was funny...and I needed all the enjoyment I could get, so when she put my arm back on the box and turned away I took it off. Again she gets mad and starts telling people to stop taking my arm off the box. She puts it back on and again I take it off...sadly she noticed and scolded me to keep my arm on the box.
I hate that box.
Well the next thing I can remember was someone asking me what color I wanted and I said red because that is my favorite color. Right after that I notice THE doctor has a HUGE needle in his hands with white crap in it.
My thoughts "Why does he have a bunch of Malk in there...wait...why is he putting a bunch of Malk in me...he-" and just like that I was out like a light.
So while I was asleep they put my fingers in these Chinese finger trap things (I do remember them starting to put them on) and they put a weight on my arm and had to re-break my arm into place.
From there the wrapped it up and went on their merry way.
A couple hours later I wake up and the room is empty...thank goodness...except for my dad.
I thought that I would have to stay the night so I wasn't to happy but my dad told me I could go home.
The last thing I remember is telling my dad my side of the story.
There are a couple things you should remember about this story.
When you don't know how you did something you shouldn't really try to duplicate it.
The outside duty is always WRONG!
Don't show your principal if you have Z shaped arm.
Rando men are the bane of every relaxing moment.
You aren't scared until you SEE the hospital.
Having a broken arm magically makes it so you can't walk.
Doctors multiply.
Don't trust the box.
Chinese finger traps can be used to re-break an arm.
And finally...LOVE THE MALK! Ees good for you.
When: Same
Setting: The E.R
Well after me crying my eyes out in the car we walk into the E.R and the lady behind the desk get WIDE EYED at the sight of my Z arm...my zarm. Well she tells me to sit in a wheelchair so they can take me to the operating room...Oh right I can't walk 50 feet cause my arm is broken! I walked from the parking lot to here! It ain't like my leg is a Z shape!
Well I'm sitting in the room and 1 doctor becomes 2...then 4...then 8 and then it seemed like the whole room just filled up with doctors all moving at 1000 MPH and my mom standing in the corner worried as ever.
Before I know it I have needle poking in me EVERYWHERE! I couldn't feel them because of my arm so that was good...but I still don't like needles.
Well since my Zarm didn't lay flat on the bed they propped it up on a tissue box so half of it was on bed and the other half on the tissue box. Let me tell you that was UNCOMFORTABLE! So I take my arm off and lay it on the bed. Well a nurse comes over and notices my arm isn't on the box and gets...mad is the easiest way to explain it, and asks who took my arm of. She turned to the nurse next to her and goes "Did you take his arm off the box? Do not do that". This was funny...and I needed all the enjoyment I could get, so when she put my arm back on the box and turned away I took it off. Again she gets mad and starts telling people to stop taking my arm off the box. She puts it back on and again I take it off...sadly she noticed and scolded me to keep my arm on the box.
I hate that box.
Well the next thing I can remember was someone asking me what color I wanted and I said red because that is my favorite color. Right after that I notice THE doctor has a HUGE needle in his hands with white crap in it.
My thoughts "Why does he have a bunch of Malk in there...wait...why is he putting a bunch of Malk in me...he-" and just like that I was out like a light.
So while I was asleep they put my fingers in these Chinese finger trap things (I do remember them starting to put them on) and they put a weight on my arm and had to re-break my arm into place.
From there the wrapped it up and went on their merry way.
A couple hours later I wake up and the room is empty...thank goodness...except for my dad.
I thought that I would have to stay the night so I wasn't to happy but my dad told me I could go home.
The last thing I remember is telling my dad my side of the story.
There are a couple things you should remember about this story.
When you don't know how you did something you shouldn't really try to duplicate it.
The outside duty is always WRONG!
Don't show your principal if you have Z shaped arm.
Rando men are the bane of every relaxing moment.
You aren't scared until you SEE the hospital.
Having a broken arm magically makes it so you can't walk.
Doctors multiply.
Don't trust the box.
Chinese finger traps can be used to re-break an arm.
And finally...LOVE THE MALK! Ees good for you.
SNAP! CRACKLE! POP! but not Ricecrispys! (The Office Part 2)
Where: Same
When: Same
Setting: School Office
So in Elementary the LAST place you wanna go for ANY reason is the office because you KNOW your in SOME sort of trouble, well even with a broken arm that was the last place I wanted to go!
Our principal was a FREAK!!! We were a school that taught Spanish as a subject because that was our extra special Preparatory class and all so the principal, no matter what setting or where we were, would walk in and make the "I love you sign" and shout "HOLA BABIES!!!"!
Lets just say a majority of the school wanted her out of that place (luckily that was the only year she was principal)
So when I get into the office with my Z shaped arm the freaky lady started to FREAK out! I thought she was gunna pass out she was so panicked.
They lay me down on a bed thing and the secretary reception lady just turns to me and says "how ya feeling"
"FINE AND DANDY! LET ME TELL YA! You know you guys can just give me a glass of juice and I'll be on my way"
Well I really didn't answer, I just closed my eyes and waited.
Well the freak of a lady comes over to me and says "ITS OK ITS OK WE CALLED YOUR MOM AND SHE IS COMING AND SHE IS GOING TO TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL! NOW JUST RELAX AND WAIT HERE!"
1. I can't really relax with a freak in my face and 2. where in the world would I go with a broken arm?
I just wanted to get away from the world...well that place.
The outside duty is explaining what happened and she explained it ALL WRONG! She said I was doing some dancing move and I went to twist on my arm but it didn't twist when my body did...HELLO!!! IT WAS KARATE! This wasn't some stupid dancing accident! This was a battle scar for the epic ninja warrior I am! (that just so happened to mess up).
Well where there is 1 freak another freak is soon behind!
Some rando man walks into the office area and looks at me and what does he do...take a guess...come on... You know that I know that you know...HE FREAKS OUT!
Well he asks what the deal is and rushes to me.
"OK OK just calm down and relax"
"oh thanks mister! I was calm and relaxed until you walked in" I didn't actually say that
"OK think of things you like...do you like firetrucks?"
"Oh thanks mister! I grew out of that stage years ago" again didn't say that
"Do you like cookies"
I say yes just to get the guy to shut up but what does he do?
"WHAT KIND OF COOKIES!!!"
Holy heck!!! Go away!!!
"There is chocolate chip, snicker doodle, peanut butter, sugar cookies"
"OH THANKS MISTER NOW I HAVE A BROKEN ARM AND I'M CRAVING A COOKIE I WILL NEVER GET!!! YOU A HUGE HELP!"
While that guy rambles on I ignore the world around me and just shut my eyes.
Well that didn't last long because my mom walks in and....FREAKS!
I guess anyone would freak when they see there most favorite child has an arm in the shape of a Z...but I was tired of people freakin out!
So she rushes me to the hospital, I'm kinda in a crappy mood, and low and behold I see the hospital and what do I do...FREAK!
I had never been to the E.R before and I didn't know what to expect. All I knew was there was going to be needles and though I can handle em the thought of em is just horrible.
"I DON'T WANT TO FIX MY ARM!!! KEEP IT LIKE THIS!!! THIS IS GOING TO BE PAINFUL!!! DON'T MAKE ME GO!!!"
"THEY HAVE TO FIX YOUR ARM SO WE ARE GOING!"
"NOOOOOOOOOO"
When: Same
Setting: School Office
So in Elementary the LAST place you wanna go for ANY reason is the office because you KNOW your in SOME sort of trouble, well even with a broken arm that was the last place I wanted to go!
Our principal was a FREAK!!! We were a school that taught Spanish as a subject because that was our extra special Preparatory class and all so the principal, no matter what setting or where we were, would walk in and make the "I love you sign" and shout "HOLA BABIES!!!"!
Lets just say a majority of the school wanted her out of that place (luckily that was the only year she was principal)
So when I get into the office with my Z shaped arm the freaky lady started to FREAK out! I thought she was gunna pass out she was so panicked.
They lay me down on a bed thing and the secretary reception lady just turns to me and says "how ya feeling"
"FINE AND DANDY! LET ME TELL YA! You know you guys can just give me a glass of juice and I'll be on my way"
Well I really didn't answer, I just closed my eyes and waited.
Well the freak of a lady comes over to me and says "ITS OK ITS OK WE CALLED YOUR MOM AND SHE IS COMING AND SHE IS GOING TO TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL! NOW JUST RELAX AND WAIT HERE!"
1. I can't really relax with a freak in my face and 2. where in the world would I go with a broken arm?
I just wanted to get away from the world...well that place.
The outside duty is explaining what happened and she explained it ALL WRONG! She said I was doing some dancing move and I went to twist on my arm but it didn't twist when my body did...HELLO!!! IT WAS KARATE! This wasn't some stupid dancing accident! This was a battle scar for the epic ninja warrior I am! (that just so happened to mess up).
Well where there is 1 freak another freak is soon behind!
Some rando man walks into the office area and looks at me and what does he do...take a guess...come on... You know that I know that you know...HE FREAKS OUT!
Well he asks what the deal is and rushes to me.
"OK OK just calm down and relax"
"oh thanks mister! I was calm and relaxed until you walked in" I didn't actually say that
"OK think of things you like...do you like firetrucks?"
"Oh thanks mister! I grew out of that stage years ago" again didn't say that
"Do you like cookies"
I say yes just to get the guy to shut up but what does he do?
"WHAT KIND OF COOKIES!!!"
Holy heck!!! Go away!!!
"There is chocolate chip, snicker doodle, peanut butter, sugar cookies"
"OH THANKS MISTER NOW I HAVE A BROKEN ARM AND I'M CRAVING A COOKIE I WILL NEVER GET!!! YOU A HUGE HELP!"
While that guy rambles on I ignore the world around me and just shut my eyes.
Well that didn't last long because my mom walks in and....FREAKS!
I guess anyone would freak when they see there most favorite child has an arm in the shape of a Z...but I was tired of people freakin out!
So she rushes me to the hospital, I'm kinda in a crappy mood, and low and behold I see the hospital and what do I do...FREAK!
I had never been to the E.R before and I didn't know what to expect. All I knew was there was going to be needles and though I can handle em the thought of em is just horrible.
"I DON'T WANT TO FIX MY ARM!!! KEEP IT LIKE THIS!!! THIS IS GOING TO BE PAINFUL!!! DON'T MAKE ME GO!!!"
"THEY HAVE TO FIX YOUR ARM SO WE ARE GOING!"
"NOOOOOOOOOO"
SNAP! CRACKLE! POP! but not Ricecrispys! (Recess: Part 1)
Whether I have written about this or not (which I don't think I have) this is by far my favorite story to tell. It will be split into 3 parts cause its SOOO long.
Where: NDPA
When: Sometime in November of 4th grade
Setting: Recess
"Hey Jason watch this"
Those words are what started a seemingly harmless and fun...game I guess you could call it that. Karate!
I look over and Mason G. does some goofy flip that he probably has never done and didn't even think about what he was doing.
Oh it was on!
I walk over to him and I do my flip that I have never done before and didn't even think about what I was doing. WHAT SON! Mine was cooler, naturally.
After those two flips we had some people interested in what we were doing and Javier comes up do me and says "DUDE that was so cool! You did something kinda like this *lame attempt to do what I did in slow motion* It was awesome" I think about these words and say "I'll do it again" I step into the middle of the field and a small group forms around me. Without hesitation I jump and twist in what I had in mind would be the coolest Karate flip EVER! But what came next was unexpected.
You know those moments when you know something bad is going to happen and the whole world slows down and you can see everything WAY more vivid than you want to. Well that's what happened.
I feel like I am hardly moving. There was a small group of girls around me and everything was black. Then I seem to freeze and I am looking at McCall. I can see pretty much every detail about her (though I can't remember). I go into total blackness and move inches. Suddenly I am looking at another girl (which I forgot what girl) and again I can see everything in amazing detail. Again the black overwhelms me and I rotate a little more. Next thing I see is Dusty Taylor and again in amazing detail. The thing I remember about Dusty was her "OH ****" Face and at that point I knew this wasn't going to end well. Again black, again rotate, and again light. McKenna Watts. Oh Mckenna Watts. EVERY guy (me included) had a crush on her. It was the simple fact that she was WAY nice to everyone and she was WAY beautiful. She had kinda a blank look and she was wearing a white top with khaki Capri's (we had a dress code at this school). Those brief milliseconds in real time seemed to last minutes in my Slow Motion time.
Sadly the blackness consumes me once again.
At this point I realize that the next thing I see wont be very good, and it wasn't. I can see one last thing and that is my arm fully extended to the ground and me falling towards it. My last bit of blackness and...
SNAP! CRACKLE! POP! but it wasn't Ricecrispys...'t'was my left forearm.
The snap was SO loud it seemed like someone fired a gun.
At that point I think "OH CRAP. This is gunna hurt".
Once I regain somewhat conciseness I get hit with the worst wave of pain my little chubby 4th grade body has ever had!
All the girls have sick horde faces on and I look down and see that my arm is in a total Z shape! Z! Not I like normal or L like when it is normally bent but a Z!!!
My thought was "AHHH I DISLOCATED IT!"...but you can't dislocate something in the middle of your forearm. But me being the dumb little kid I was tried pushing on it...BAD BAD BAD IDEA! Ya that hurt!
I run to the outside duty...well as good of a run I could manage...it was kinda slow and all over the place, but when I reach her she looked as if she had just seen a ghost! Ya my arm was bad!
"Let me run you to the office!
Where: NDPA
When: Sometime in November of 4th grade
Setting: Recess
"Hey Jason watch this"
Those words are what started a seemingly harmless and fun...game I guess you could call it that. Karate!
I look over and Mason G. does some goofy flip that he probably has never done and didn't even think about what he was doing.
Oh it was on!
I walk over to him and I do my flip that I have never done before and didn't even think about what I was doing. WHAT SON! Mine was cooler, naturally.
After those two flips we had some people interested in what we were doing and Javier comes up do me and says "DUDE that was so cool! You did something kinda like this *lame attempt to do what I did in slow motion* It was awesome" I think about these words and say "I'll do it again" I step into the middle of the field and a small group forms around me. Without hesitation I jump and twist in what I had in mind would be the coolest Karate flip EVER! But what came next was unexpected.
You know those moments when you know something bad is going to happen and the whole world slows down and you can see everything WAY more vivid than you want to. Well that's what happened.
I feel like I am hardly moving. There was a small group of girls around me and everything was black. Then I seem to freeze and I am looking at McCall. I can see pretty much every detail about her (though I can't remember). I go into total blackness and move inches. Suddenly I am looking at another girl (which I forgot what girl) and again I can see everything in amazing detail. Again the black overwhelms me and I rotate a little more. Next thing I see is Dusty Taylor and again in amazing detail. The thing I remember about Dusty was her "OH ****" Face and at that point I knew this wasn't going to end well. Again black, again rotate, and again light. McKenna Watts. Oh Mckenna Watts. EVERY guy (me included) had a crush on her. It was the simple fact that she was WAY nice to everyone and she was WAY beautiful. She had kinda a blank look and she was wearing a white top with khaki Capri's (we had a dress code at this school). Those brief milliseconds in real time seemed to last minutes in my Slow Motion time.
Sadly the blackness consumes me once again.
At this point I realize that the next thing I see wont be very good, and it wasn't. I can see one last thing and that is my arm fully extended to the ground and me falling towards it. My last bit of blackness and...
SNAP! CRACKLE! POP! but it wasn't Ricecrispys...'t'was my left forearm.
The snap was SO loud it seemed like someone fired a gun.
At that point I think "OH CRAP. This is gunna hurt".
Once I regain somewhat conciseness I get hit with the worst wave of pain my little chubby 4th grade body has ever had!
All the girls have sick horde faces on and I look down and see that my arm is in a total Z shape! Z! Not I like normal or L like when it is normally bent but a Z!!!
My thought was "AHHH I DISLOCATED IT!"...but you can't dislocate something in the middle of your forearm. But me being the dumb little kid I was tried pushing on it...BAD BAD BAD IDEA! Ya that hurt!
I run to the outside duty...well as good of a run I could manage...it was kinda slow and all over the place, but when I reach her she looked as if she had just seen a ghost! Ya my arm was bad!
"Let me run you to the office!
Lazy
Well with not having written a single post for some time and not having the ability to play WoW how I like it, because the defaults are extremely stupid, I decided to write a post.
I used to write a post about once a week but with summer in the happening I have become really lazy and don't have a drive to do anything...thus not having a drive to write any posts...also because I haven't been doing anything there is nothing to write about. But I finally got off my lazy butt and did something as of recent.
First on the agenda. Jake K. got his drivers license and we now have the ability to go places. Woo fun. The thing is I feel like I'm mooching whenever we are driving around...I would much rather drive. Gas ain't the cheapest thing in the world. Big fun, we love it, next subject.
3rd/4th/5th of July was last earlier his week and ya gotta love the 4th. As you all know the 4th was on a Sunday and we as Mormons have the thing where we keep the Sabbath day holy. So in retrospect we didn't have the big events on the 4th...which was neat. On the 3rd (Saturday) Kaysville did all of their jazz and half the nation went to that. 4th came around and people, I assume, did their family stuff. 5th came around and Layton did all of their jazz. It's awesome having the ability to go to the Layton and Kaysville stuff with ease (though I didn't go to anything Kaysville or the Layton parade...but I know of people who went to everything).
So on the 6th (which is now Tuesday) I realized we didn't light off our fireworks that we bought. So me being who I am got em out and lit em along with Jake, Nate, and Tyler, with Kandis watching. Well seeing that we are teenage boys with a box of fireworks we can do some, as most would say, stupid stuff...we call it fun stuff. Why sit back and watch a firework when you can hold it? Why stand yards away when you can jump through it? Why spray the fireworks when you are done when you can spray each other? You people don't know how to have fun!
The 7th (Wednesday). Well with the 7th coming around and Tyler's parents and sibling being gone me and Tyler not only had his house empty but mine as well with my family all at work. Can you say "Perfect opportunity to do something as none fun people would say 'stupid'"? Oh yes it was. As you have all heard of the fun thing where you get a gallon of Malk and drink it in under an hour and upon doing that, if you even do, you have to hold it down for another hour. That which is called "THE GALLON CHALLENGE!!!". OK so we didn't do the actual gallon challenge...more "THE 2 LITERS OF WATER CHALLENGE". We called it a training run. The goal for Tyler was to finish the whole thing in under 20 minutes...he did it in under 10. The goal for me was to at least finish it and I did it in 25 minutes...I can't drink big amounts of water. I would go into more detail but I will have the videos posted shortly.
The 8th (Thursday aka Yesterday). Well with nothing planned I watched a bunch of T.V yesterday until about 7 o'clock when I got invited by Amy to go swimming at her house. Fun (NO sarcasm). I love to swim. I probably have mentioned that somewhere on this blog. I have also mentioned me and Amy had a treading contest a while back. Well we had another. This time we went for OVER A HOUR!!! I got there at 8:15, we started about 8:30 and went to 9:50 when at that point I thought to myself "MOTHER EFF HOW IS SHE STILL GOING!?". We were both out of breath and about to die when I was like "this ain't worth it anymore and I'm going to end it before we both die". So I did. Well that took all the energy out of us and when we climbed out of the pool and lied down we both blacked out for a brief moment. Now I am a skinny kid and my mom says I don't eat enough so I have no extra energy built up to feed off of when I do something like that, so once I burnt through my initial energy supply I was eating myself away to get more energy...not the best idea ever...and it took me a while before I could stand up and walk...a long while...over 20 minutes. But now I know if I ever need to tread water for a hour in a life or death situation I can...that's about the only good that came outta that.
So that has been my week that I finally do something. Every other week I have been Lazy.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
I used to write a post about once a week but with summer in the happening I have become really lazy and don't have a drive to do anything...thus not having a drive to write any posts...also because I haven't been doing anything there is nothing to write about. But I finally got off my lazy butt and did something as of recent.
First on the agenda. Jake K. got his drivers license and we now have the ability to go places. Woo fun. The thing is I feel like I'm mooching whenever we are driving around...I would much rather drive. Gas ain't the cheapest thing in the world. Big fun, we love it, next subject.
3rd/4th/5th of July was last earlier his week and ya gotta love the 4th. As you all know the 4th was on a Sunday and we as Mormons have the thing where we keep the Sabbath day holy. So in retrospect we didn't have the big events on the 4th...which was neat. On the 3rd (Saturday) Kaysville did all of their jazz and half the nation went to that. 4th came around and people, I assume, did their family stuff. 5th came around and Layton did all of their jazz. It's awesome having the ability to go to the Layton and Kaysville stuff with ease (though I didn't go to anything Kaysville or the Layton parade...but I know of people who went to everything).
So on the 6th (which is now Tuesday) I realized we didn't light off our fireworks that we bought. So me being who I am got em out and lit em along with Jake, Nate, and Tyler, with Kandis watching. Well seeing that we are teenage boys with a box of fireworks we can do some, as most would say, stupid stuff...we call it fun stuff. Why sit back and watch a firework when you can hold it? Why stand yards away when you can jump through it? Why spray the fireworks when you are done when you can spray each other? You people don't know how to have fun!
The 7th (Wednesday). Well with the 7th coming around and Tyler's parents and sibling being gone me and Tyler not only had his house empty but mine as well with my family all at work. Can you say "Perfect opportunity to do something as none fun people would say 'stupid'"? Oh yes it was. As you have all heard of the fun thing where you get a gallon of Malk and drink it in under an hour and upon doing that, if you even do, you have to hold it down for another hour. That which is called "THE GALLON CHALLENGE!!!". OK so we didn't do the actual gallon challenge...more "THE 2 LITERS OF WATER CHALLENGE". We called it a training run. The goal for Tyler was to finish the whole thing in under 20 minutes...he did it in under 10. The goal for me was to at least finish it and I did it in 25 minutes...I can't drink big amounts of water. I would go into more detail but I will have the videos posted shortly.
The 8th (Thursday aka Yesterday). Well with nothing planned I watched a bunch of T.V yesterday until about 7 o'clock when I got invited by Amy to go swimming at her house. Fun (NO sarcasm). I love to swim. I probably have mentioned that somewhere on this blog. I have also mentioned me and Amy had a treading contest a while back. Well we had another. This time we went for OVER A HOUR!!! I got there at 8:15, we started about 8:30 and went to 9:50 when at that point I thought to myself "MOTHER EFF HOW IS SHE STILL GOING!?". We were both out of breath and about to die when I was like "this ain't worth it anymore and I'm going to end it before we both die". So I did. Well that took all the energy out of us and when we climbed out of the pool and lied down we both blacked out for a brief moment. Now I am a skinny kid and my mom says I don't eat enough so I have no extra energy built up to feed off of when I do something like that, so once I burnt through my initial energy supply I was eating myself away to get more energy...not the best idea ever...and it took me a while before I could stand up and walk...a long while...over 20 minutes. But now I know if I ever need to tread water for a hour in a life or death situation I can...that's about the only good that came outta that.
So that has been my week that I finally do something. Every other week I have been Lazy.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Acidic Chlorine!
Well I came to St. George with Tyler's family and its nice and fun and all but the thing that is just HORRIBLE and makes me want to rip my hair out is the pool.
I love to swim! Its relaxing and I can tread water for over 30 min. so naturally I would want to spend a lot of time at the pool. Well I do...there is just one little problem. THE CHLORINE! Now normally chlorine doesn't really bother me, but this isn't normal chlorine. It stings and burns and if you get the tiniest drop of water up your nose, in your mouth, or in your eye you are screaming for the rest of the day! We think they put acid in the chlorine. So while everyone runs down to go to the pool I am hesitant because I hate the chlorine.
So I am passing the time in whatever way possible while they all destroy themselves in the pool of acid...which isn't the top of the totem pole of fun.
The greatest T.V station we have at the condo is G4. For those of you who don't know that G4 is a T.V station it's kinda better you don't unless you like shows about video games and the Japanese version of Wipe Out with a whole lotta Cops episodes in between. Now that's my kind of channel!
So whenever we are in the condo chilling G4 is always on...no complaints there, but when you are the only one here and you don't care for the video games they are talking about its kinda boring...BUT I AM NOT GOING TO THAT POOL!
The first night here my and Tyler were laying out on the patio and we decided to call some girls at 11:30 at night. Reasonably no one answered so we left a lot of voice mails and made the game voice mail tag. The purpose is not to try and call the person but to leave a voice mail and say something funny. It's a fun thing to do at 11:30 at night and all of the cute girls are asleep.
So we have been leaving a bunch of voice mails to cute girls, but they aren't leaving any back.
Speaking of calling girls TYLER was talking to Lyssa for FOREVER last night. It started out as ''hey lets call a bunch of girls again" and ended as "hey Nate this is taking forever so lets go watch G4 while Tyler talks for another 1/2 hour before finally ending a call that wasn't suppose to last very long". Now I would have been talking to girls on my phone but I had a block on my phone that makes it so I can't talk or text after 11...which makes the nights here really boring when Tyler is talking for a hour and a lame episode of Cops is on.
Oh well tonight will be cooler.
All and all its been fun here in St. George with Tyler and Nate...if only we had cute girls here...eh we can have Nate find some vacationing babes that he can SNOG with while me and Tyler call some people, its a win win win situation!
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
I love to swim! Its relaxing and I can tread water for over 30 min. so naturally I would want to spend a lot of time at the pool. Well I do...there is just one little problem. THE CHLORINE! Now normally chlorine doesn't really bother me, but this isn't normal chlorine. It stings and burns and if you get the tiniest drop of water up your nose, in your mouth, or in your eye you are screaming for the rest of the day! We think they put acid in the chlorine. So while everyone runs down to go to the pool I am hesitant because I hate the chlorine.
So I am passing the time in whatever way possible while they all destroy themselves in the pool of acid...which isn't the top of the totem pole of fun.
The greatest T.V station we have at the condo is G4. For those of you who don't know that G4 is a T.V station it's kinda better you don't unless you like shows about video games and the Japanese version of Wipe Out with a whole lotta Cops episodes in between. Now that's my kind of channel!
So whenever we are in the condo chilling G4 is always on...no complaints there, but when you are the only one here and you don't care for the video games they are talking about its kinda boring...BUT I AM NOT GOING TO THAT POOL!
The first night here my and Tyler were laying out on the patio and we decided to call some girls at 11:30 at night. Reasonably no one answered so we left a lot of voice mails and made the game voice mail tag. The purpose is not to try and call the person but to leave a voice mail and say something funny. It's a fun thing to do at 11:30 at night and all of the cute girls are asleep.
So we have been leaving a bunch of voice mails to cute girls, but they aren't leaving any back.
Speaking of calling girls TYLER was talking to Lyssa for FOREVER last night. It started out as ''hey lets call a bunch of girls again" and ended as "hey Nate this is taking forever so lets go watch G4 while Tyler talks for another 1/2 hour before finally ending a call that wasn't suppose to last very long". Now I would have been talking to girls on my phone but I had a block on my phone that makes it so I can't talk or text after 11...which makes the nights here really boring when Tyler is talking for a hour and a lame episode of Cops is on.
Oh well tonight will be cooler.
All and all its been fun here in St. George with Tyler and Nate...if only we had cute girls here...eh we can have Nate find some vacationing babes that he can SNOG with while me and Tyler call some people, its a win win win situation!
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Well...hmm
I honestly have no clue what to talk about...and its time for an update.
Nothing happened this week.
OK well things did happen but nothing that is HUGE and I could write a neat post about. The biggest thing was White and Nerd Rage
That is the video me and Tyler made.
We were just sitting there and he said "Lets film the white and nerdy video" so we just get up grab my camera and go. All in all it took around 4 hours of not knowing what to do and losing our first edit due to my computer freezing. In the end it turned out pretty well besides the fact we didn't want to finish the song completely and the "bloopers" are longer than the actual video, but its good for the first time ever doing something like that.
I bet with a plan, time, dedication, willing people, time, plans, ideas, time, places, and time I could make a pretty epic movie! I say I because generally I am going to film/produce/direct/edit and put the most TIME into the video.
I am split between making fan made music videos (which is easy it just can take a while especially to edit) or write out a script of sorts and just come up with a funny idea for something (which coming up with the idea and making a cool script is the hard part). So that's what I gotta think of doing. I already have 1 music video under my belt, next I will probably try a scripted thing to compare.
Well...
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love You!
Nothing happened this week.
OK well things did happen but nothing that is HUGE and I could write a neat post about. The biggest thing was White and Nerd Rage
That is the video me and Tyler made.
We were just sitting there and he said "Lets film the white and nerdy video" so we just get up grab my camera and go. All in all it took around 4 hours of not knowing what to do and losing our first edit due to my computer freezing. In the end it turned out pretty well besides the fact we didn't want to finish the song completely and the "bloopers" are longer than the actual video, but its good for the first time ever doing something like that.
I bet with a plan, time, dedication, willing people, time, plans, ideas, time, places, and time I could make a pretty epic movie! I say I because generally I am going to film/produce/direct/edit and put the most TIME into the video.
I am split between making fan made music videos (which is easy it just can take a while especially to edit) or write out a script of sorts and just come up with a funny idea for something (which coming up with the idea and making a cool script is the hard part). So that's what I gotta think of doing. I already have 1 music video under my belt, next I will probably try a scripted thing to compare.
Well...
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love You!
You've Been Quoted 3
You know the rules. No space between em they go together, space between they are separate. No specific order! (A lot of these ya had to be there)
"SHUT UP NATE YOU AREN'T EVEN MORMON!" Me
"All Marriages have their rough patches...ours just started really soon" Me
"For a guy who can't even date you sure move fast" Dad
"WE ARE STRANDED AT THE MALL!" Amy
"Wait I thought you were Catholic?" Nate
"I am" Courtney
"What spirit are you getting? The spirit of the Devil?" Nate
"OH NATE! NOOO! That was low man" Me
"Dude that key hurt" Me
"Even if I didn't use a key I still would have used my nail" Tyler
"I WANT MY OWN 'ABC' GUM!" Danny
"Guys I just peed in my undies!" Tyler D.
"YOU COME INTO MY TENT, DROP A PIECE OF GARLIC BREAD IN IT, AND JUST LEAVE?!?! NOW ITS SMASHED ALL OVER MY SLEEPING BAG!" Me
"Where were you?" Corry C.
"I fell asleep in the Griffin's car" Me
"How long were you in there" Corry C.
"I don't know...I went in there right after breakfast" Me
"You were asleep for TWO hours!" Sister Smed
"Wow...where is everyone else?" Me
"They went on a hike. Funny how no one noticed you were gone" Corry C.
"Eh I don't feel like going to Church" Me
"We go to get in the mood" Mom
"uuuhhh..." Me
"NOT LIKE THAT! To get in the mood to go to Church. I'm telling your dad!" Mom
"You don't know what snuck out is?" Paige
"I thought you said sucked out" Me
"See, James gets me" Me
"My life story 'Tyler you're awesome...but Nate is SOO hot!'" Tyler
"While you're down there..." Jake
"Good huss?" Tyler
"No" Me
"Ten bucks for Lyssa?" Tyler
"Nope. Only Carley" Me
"But I/You won't see her until school starts" Both
"I was laying in bed thinking 'I miss Tyler...and Jason'" Lyssa
"See I only heard 'I miss Tyler'" Tyler
"No! I said Jason too" Lyssa
"No I heard only Tyler too" Me
"Well I said you" Lyssa
"Ya you said him as an after thought" Tyler
"YES AN AFTER THOUGHT! WHAT NOW!" Me
"Dude Zelda is like 1,000 times better than WoW" Lyssa
"In one year I get to date" Lyssa
"Oh so you look at Jason when you say that?" Tyler
"WOO! See being an after thought pays off!!!" Me
"Would you go on a double date with me if Nate came?" Tyler
"No...but if Jason or James was there I would" Lyssa
"WOO! Being an after thought RULES!" Me
"I am like Double her mass and Double her height" Tyler D.
"Well...Double her mass ya" Me
"So when he gets back from his mission I will be 18!" Lyssa
"Do you know where I live" Me
"Nope...Darn I guess I can't come" Paige (still don't get why that's a reason...)
"Is her last name Squeegee?" Dad
"Tyler spilled a huge glob of frosting on the floor" Me
"Ya it looks like my diarrhea" Tyler D
"Being the only girl rocks!" Lyssa
"How do you know Tyler" Lyssa
"He is my cousin" Tyler D's cousin
"I see the resemblance" Lyssa
"REALLY? I don't" Tyler D's cousin
"He is Mexican and I am white" Tyler D
"Ahhh stupid red bar" Me
"We took a vote and accept Amy into the family" Dad
"IDK...I didn't even do it and I still got 50%. So I got an A in that class" Me
"I did it and I got a B in there" Tyler D.
(It was a 400 point assignment)
"How much was the camera" Tyler D.
"$350" Me
"WHY DIDN'T YOU BUY A MOTOR SCOOTER!?!?" Tyler D.
"SHUT UP NATE YOU AREN'T EVEN MORMON!" Me
"All Marriages have their rough patches...ours just started really soon" Me
"For a guy who can't even date you sure move fast" Dad
"WE ARE STRANDED AT THE MALL!" Amy
"Wait I thought you were Catholic?" Nate
"I am" Courtney
"What spirit are you getting? The spirit of the Devil?" Nate
"OH NATE! NOOO! That was low man" Me
"Dude that key hurt" Me
"Even if I didn't use a key I still would have used my nail" Tyler
"I WANT MY OWN 'ABC' GUM!" Danny
"Guys I just peed in my undies!" Tyler D.
"YOU COME INTO MY TENT, DROP A PIECE OF GARLIC BREAD IN IT, AND JUST LEAVE?!?! NOW ITS SMASHED ALL OVER MY SLEEPING BAG!" Me
"Where were you?" Corry C.
"I fell asleep in the Griffin's car" Me
"How long were you in there" Corry C.
"I don't know...I went in there right after breakfast" Me
"You were asleep for TWO hours!" Sister Smed
"Wow...where is everyone else?" Me
"They went on a hike. Funny how no one noticed you were gone" Corry C.
"Eh I don't feel like going to Church" Me
"We go to get in the mood" Mom
"uuuhhh..." Me
"NOT LIKE THAT! To get in the mood to go to Church. I'm telling your dad!" Mom
"You don't know what snuck out is?" Paige
"I thought you said sucked out" Me
"See, James gets me" Me
"My life story 'Tyler you're awesome...but Nate is SOO hot!'" Tyler
"While you're down there..." Jake
"Good huss?" Tyler
"No" Me
"Ten bucks for Lyssa?" Tyler
"Nope. Only Carley" Me
"But I/You won't see her until school starts" Both
"I was laying in bed thinking 'I miss Tyler...and Jason'" Lyssa
"See I only heard 'I miss Tyler'" Tyler
"No! I said Jason too" Lyssa
"No I heard only Tyler too" Me
"Well I said you" Lyssa
"Ya you said him as an after thought" Tyler
"YES AN AFTER THOUGHT! WHAT NOW!" Me
"Dude Zelda is like 1,000 times better than WoW" Lyssa
"In one year I get to date" Lyssa
"Oh so you look at Jason when you say that?" Tyler
"WOO! See being an after thought pays off!!!" Me
"Would you go on a double date with me if Nate came?" Tyler
"No...but if Jason or James was there I would" Lyssa
"WOO! Being an after thought RULES!" Me
"I am like Double her mass and Double her height" Tyler D.
"Well...Double her mass ya" Me
"So when he gets back from his mission I will be 18!" Lyssa
"Do you know where I live" Me
"Nope...Darn I guess I can't come" Paige (still don't get why that's a reason...)
"Is her last name Squeegee?" Dad
"Tyler spilled a huge glob of frosting on the floor" Me
"Ya it looks like my diarrhea" Tyler D
"Being the only girl rocks!" Lyssa
"How do you know Tyler" Lyssa
"He is my cousin" Tyler D's cousin
"I see the resemblance" Lyssa
"REALLY? I don't" Tyler D's cousin
"He is Mexican and I am white" Tyler D
"Ahhh stupid red bar" Me
"We took a vote and accept Amy into the family" Dad
"IDK...I didn't even do it and I still got 50%. So I got an A in that class" Me
"I did it and I got a B in there" Tyler D.
(It was a 400 point assignment)
"How much was the camera" Tyler D.
"$350" Me
"WHY DIDN'T YOU BUY A MOTOR SCOOTER!?!?" Tyler D.
YC/HC
Youth Conference...what can I say about it.
If you said "Jason describe YC in 1 word" I would say "SUCKED!"! In 2 I would say "Sucked Massive" or "Really Sucked" and in 3 I would say "Really Sucked Massive".
Those are days of my life I am NEVER getting back! I could have been doing something fun with my friends but nooooo, I had to get rained on!
That is all I have to say about YC.
Onto something else.
I always wonder "how many people ACTUALLY read my blog". Sure I have those 6 (it was 7 but someone stopped following me =/ ) Followers but I think more people other than my parents read this. So I am doing a "Head Count" of all the people that read my blog.
If you wouldn't mind helping my I would enjoy if you left a comment on this post. You can say anything from "Jason you are sooo hot and I so wanna date you" to "Jason you fail and don't deserve to live so I hope ninja assassins destroy you". You can leave your name or anything. Please 1 comment per person so I can have an accurate count. You can also be extremely DUMB and not comment because I know there are going to be people like that.
It is easy to comment. Just hit "leave a comment" or whatever button it is, a screen pops up, type your comment, hit anonymous person or whatever button falls under your liking, and then type in the secret message thingy that they give you and bada bing bada boom!
This is just so I know how many people I am writing to and if I should continue this blog.
SAVE THE BLOG! LEAVE A COMMENT!
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
If you said "Jason describe YC in 1 word" I would say "SUCKED!"! In 2 I would say "Sucked Massive" or "Really Sucked" and in 3 I would say "Really Sucked Massive".
Those are days of my life I am NEVER getting back! I could have been doing something fun with my friends but nooooo, I had to get rained on!
That is all I have to say about YC.
Onto something else.
I always wonder "how many people ACTUALLY read my blog". Sure I have those 6 (it was 7 but someone stopped following me =/ ) Followers but I think more people other than my parents read this. So I am doing a "Head Count" of all the people that read my blog.
If you wouldn't mind helping my I would enjoy if you left a comment on this post. You can say anything from "Jason you are sooo hot and I so wanna date you" to "Jason you fail and don't deserve to live so I hope ninja assassins destroy you". You can leave your name or anything. Please 1 comment per person so I can have an accurate count. You can also be extremely DUMB and not comment because I know there are going to be people like that.
It is easy to comment. Just hit "leave a comment" or whatever button it is, a screen pops up, type your comment, hit anonymous person or whatever button falls under your liking, and then type in the secret message thingy that they give you and bada bing bada boom!
This is just so I know how many people I am writing to and if I should continue this blog.
SAVE THE BLOG! LEAVE A COMMENT!
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Goodbye Fairfield
As of Friday at about 1 pm I officially left Fairfield and became a Layton Lancer!...odd.
My feelings? It feels like I am in one long weird dream and not much has sunken in yet. Oh how I fear that moment when everything hits me like a ton of bricks that fell out of a cargo plane.
I guess what I hate about going to Layton is that a lot of my friends are going to Davis and I might not ever see them again. Then again most of the friends I was really close to are going to Layton so its not that bad. Plus I will make a lot of new friends so that's cool.
My time at Fairfield was...well it was all over the place. Highs, lows, and everything in between. I learned a lot, not just school wise but social and all that good ol' stuff. Sure I will miss the good times but I am happy to rid myself of all the bad. High school is another fresh start in a person's life...I wonder how many I will get.
Nothing is changing. I have all my peeps, well most, but I have my peeps, I am going to end up sitting in more class rooms, and the walk from class to class will be longer. Nothing is changing.
For people who dwell on the bad and think high school is all different and you can't handle I say to you "put on your big kid pants and suck it up". NOTHING is going to be bad! Sure you might have a crappy date because your 16 and can date now, or you might not like a new teacher, but It's just school and all of that is going to happen...it even happened at Fairfield (not the crappy dates).
I see only good from this. DRIVING! FREEDOM OF DRIVING! DATING! How could this NOT be awesome?!?! This is where the best times of your life are going to be! This is where life starts because Jr. High was a trial run. This is where you can take life by the wheel and direct it where ever you (pardon the language please) DAMN please! This is going to be freakin amazing and don't think otherwise!
I SAY BRING ON HIGH SCHOOL!
LETS DO THIS!
LAYTON LANCERS!
PEACE OUT GIRL-SCOUT!
LOVE YOU!
My feelings? It feels like I am in one long weird dream and not much has sunken in yet. Oh how I fear that moment when everything hits me like a ton of bricks that fell out of a cargo plane.
I guess what I hate about going to Layton is that a lot of my friends are going to Davis and I might not ever see them again. Then again most of the friends I was really close to are going to Layton so its not that bad. Plus I will make a lot of new friends so that's cool.
My time at Fairfield was...well it was all over the place. Highs, lows, and everything in between. I learned a lot, not just school wise but social and all that good ol' stuff. Sure I will miss the good times but I am happy to rid myself of all the bad. High school is another fresh start in a person's life...I wonder how many I will get.
Nothing is changing. I have all my peeps, well most, but I have my peeps, I am going to end up sitting in more class rooms, and the walk from class to class will be longer. Nothing is changing.
For people who dwell on the bad and think high school is all different and you can't handle I say to you "put on your big kid pants and suck it up". NOTHING is going to be bad! Sure you might have a crappy date because your 16 and can date now, or you might not like a new teacher, but It's just school and all of that is going to happen...it even happened at Fairfield (not the crappy dates).
I see only good from this. DRIVING! FREEDOM OF DRIVING! DATING! How could this NOT be awesome?!?! This is where the best times of your life are going to be! This is where life starts because Jr. High was a trial run. This is where you can take life by the wheel and direct it where ever you (pardon the language please) DAMN please! This is going to be freakin amazing and don't think otherwise!
I SAY BRING ON HIGH SCHOOL!
LETS DO THIS!
LAYTON LANCERS!
PEACE OUT GIRL-SCOUT!
LOVE YOU!
Houston. We have a problem!
This is one of those spirit growing experiences...and an odd way of growing my spirit.
Probably the best part of 9th grade Earth Systems class (science for those of you who can't figure it out) is making a rocket and launching it. I had been looking forward to it all year and was WAY excited to do it.
So the time in class to work on it was really fun. Messing around, telling jokes, talking with everyone, and making fun of people's crappy workmanship...which mine was pretty bad too. So for 3 days we worked on them.
Finally the day comes to launch em. My red and black "Tebbs 1" is ready to go. Taped up with Scotch tape and a parachute made out of a Target bag this thing was epic! Erica's fins broke off and she taped em back on...not the best tape work I've seen, but it worked.
So I run out there so I can be first to launch mine off but I soon realized there were 4 launch pads and only 1 launch remote and I put mine on the 4th in Que...great. So Mason's flies WAY over to the elementary soccer fields (which is a pretty far distance if you don't know how the land is set up) and everyone wants theirs to be just as good. Well after a couple of failures it's finally my turn.
THREE...TWO...ONE...BLASTOFF!!!! Blastoff....blast-off?
DANG IT!
My rocket failed to launch.
"Make sure everything is working"...Thanks Cobia...like I didn't try that the first time.
A few adjustments and I'm ready....for a dud again.
New fuse...dud
Adjustments...dud
Different remote...dud
New fuse...dud
Everything you could possibly thing of changing and adjusting, I did.
Well every other rocket had launched and mine has been grounded this whole time. One last adjustment and then Cobia said I had to go in whether it launched or not.
"OK if it doesn't launch this time I am going to blow up"
"Dude I set it up for you. It will fly"
"But if it doesn't I am blaming you"
THREE...TWO...ONE...BLASTOFF!!!...DANG IT!
"Dang it Mason you messed up again!"
I said the quickest prayer I could say...sadly it had no official Opening, thanking, blessing, and closing...it was just "Dear lord please bless this will launch" and I am doing this all while Mason says "Just press it again"
I throw out a quick "amen" and press the button.
BLASTOFF!!! WOO! That thing flew beautiful ans strait!
Right then I yell "THANK THE LORD!" (not meaning to say his name in Vain at all but an actual "thank you")
Just then the clouds clear and the sun comes out.
Everyone noticed the sun that seemed to shine strait down on me.
I run after my rocket happier than a little boy on Christmas. I bring it back and most everyone had gone in by then. Cobia said some joke that I didn't catch and I walk away happy.
First to Que, last to fly.
I honestly don't think it would have gone if I didn't say that prayer, because once I said my somewhat amen it launched.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Probably the best part of 9th grade Earth Systems class (science for those of you who can't figure it out) is making a rocket and launching it. I had been looking forward to it all year and was WAY excited to do it.
So the time in class to work on it was really fun. Messing around, telling jokes, talking with everyone, and making fun of people's crappy workmanship...which mine was pretty bad too. So for 3 days we worked on them.
Finally the day comes to launch em. My red and black "Tebbs 1" is ready to go. Taped up with Scotch tape and a parachute made out of a Target bag this thing was epic! Erica's fins broke off and she taped em back on...not the best tape work I've seen, but it worked.
So I run out there so I can be first to launch mine off but I soon realized there were 4 launch pads and only 1 launch remote and I put mine on the 4th in Que...great. So Mason's flies WAY over to the elementary soccer fields (which is a pretty far distance if you don't know how the land is set up) and everyone wants theirs to be just as good. Well after a couple of failures it's finally my turn.
THREE...TWO...ONE...BLASTOFF!!!! Blastoff....blast-off?
DANG IT!
My rocket failed to launch.
"Make sure everything is working"...Thanks Cobia...like I didn't try that the first time.
A few adjustments and I'm ready....for a dud again.
New fuse...dud
Adjustments...dud
Different remote...dud
New fuse...dud
Everything you could possibly thing of changing and adjusting, I did.
Well every other rocket had launched and mine has been grounded this whole time. One last adjustment and then Cobia said I had to go in whether it launched or not.
"OK if it doesn't launch this time I am going to blow up"
"Dude I set it up for you. It will fly"
"But if it doesn't I am blaming you"
THREE...TWO...ONE...BLASTOFF!!!...DANG IT!
"Dang it Mason you messed up again!"
I said the quickest prayer I could say...sadly it had no official Opening, thanking, blessing, and closing...it was just "Dear lord please bless this will launch" and I am doing this all while Mason says "Just press it again"
I throw out a quick "amen" and press the button.
BLASTOFF!!! WOO! That thing flew beautiful ans strait!
Right then I yell "THANK THE LORD!" (not meaning to say his name in Vain at all but an actual "thank you")
Just then the clouds clear and the sun comes out.
Everyone noticed the sun that seemed to shine strait down on me.
I run after my rocket happier than a little boy on Christmas. I bring it back and most everyone had gone in by then. Cobia said some joke that I didn't catch and I walk away happy.
First to Que, last to fly.
I honestly don't think it would have gone if I didn't say that prayer, because once I said my somewhat amen it launched.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
500 points of doom!
Well its that time of week where I get on and reflect on all the things that have happened over the week and share my side of the story with you guys.
Seeing how it was the second to last week of school I thought it was going to be a work free fun week, that was not the case however. Sure Monday and Tuesday we do little assignments and I don't really mind, but on Wednesday all of a sudden I have a bunch of crap to do and NOOOO drive what so ever to do it. Theatre we have musical interps (Musical Interpretations. Basically you sing a song that is from a musical. Gag me) to do and I didn't do it and wasn't going to do it and told myself "I am not going to do this". It turns out that they are worth 500 points! EhFF! So it came to the point where it was my turn with nothing ready and about to loose 500 points when I realized I could just B.S my way through it and get some points. Well my teacher wasn't to happy with my idea and said she would give me a redo since I at least TRIED something. So I got to thinking "She said if we get a 0 on this we would have a F in the class...but she has sooo many things in there that are worth hundreds of points each so it can't take us down that much".
So me being totally smart I added up all of the points and we have a "Total Points Possible" from the entire term of....Three-thousand seven-hundred twenty five!!! 3725 points out of the whole term (that is including the musical interps). Now take off 500 and that gets you 3225. Divide 3225 by 3725 and you get 87%. Last time I checked 87% was not a F but somewhere in the B to B+ range. Soo this whole thing wont screw me if I don't do it...but I am at least going to "try" to do something.
Now you might think "oh Dude you are a lazy piece of crap!". I will have you know that I did all of my other homework and I got 91% on my final map quiz in Carter's class (but sadly I forgot to do a current event (which makes me really mad) and I am still at a C+ (which makes me really mad)). So I am not totally lazy...I just don't want to do a musical interp.
On to more fun things.
There WAS a Rhapsody party scheduled today but it got postponed due to a chance of rain. =/ darn. So today I don't know what I am going to do...I have an idea of what to do though.
Yesterday (Friday) my parents went to St. George to pick up my grandma so for the night me and my sister had the house (well I had the house...she was at work then went off with her friends). My thoughts were "cool no parents to say 'no you can't go there' and I will be able to party it up". Well...it turns out that due to them being gone and my sister being gone and my lack of a licence I can't go much of anywhere. So I was stuck at home all night and didn't go anywhere. Would have gone to Tyler's but he was (or is) at some Baseball tournament. You would think I would know the exact story because he is my best friend...but once he starts to talk about his baseball team I tune him out. He may be my best friend...but I don't know a ton about the kid. We have a friendship of "dude I don't want to, am not going to, and never will know you inside and out, that is not how I am going to roll". We aren't like Amy and Courtney who know every little detail about each other...which is cool because that means they are great friends and we all need great friends, but me and Tyler don't roll that way.
So if you have a question about Tyler I might be able to answer about 70% of em...probably less because people usually ask questions that only the BFF would know. Usually it's "Jason who does Tyler like" and to be honest I have tried to get it out of him but he wont budge so I gave up and thought "it honestly doesn't matter because if it did we would end up in a competition over a girl". So I have noooo clue about who he likes. Again, he may be my best friend, but I don't know him that well.
So the coming week is the last week of school. All I have to do is survive Wednesday because I know Tuesday wont be horrible...unless I am forgetting something in English, which I probably am like always. The events of Wednesday are: 1. My musical interp that I have been putting off so much to the point where I say I don't want to do it and I B.S my way through but she end up giving me a redo and even though it's worth 500 points I still will get a B if I don't do it (maybe B- but nothing lower). 2: A TEST! In math on the last week of school...holy shiz. 3. Rhapsody will be "Miner in a mess because she didn't plan things well enough". 4. Carter will throw out some random thing that will screw over my grade even more.
Fun =/
Oh well. Thursday is Lagoon day and Friday is the last day of school. Then it is summer and hopefully I will be able to find fun things to do.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Seeing how it was the second to last week of school I thought it was going to be a work free fun week, that was not the case however. Sure Monday and Tuesday we do little assignments and I don't really mind, but on Wednesday all of a sudden I have a bunch of crap to do and NOOOO drive what so ever to do it. Theatre we have musical interps (Musical Interpretations. Basically you sing a song that is from a musical. Gag me) to do and I didn't do it and wasn't going to do it and told myself "I am not going to do this". It turns out that they are worth 500 points! EhFF! So it came to the point where it was my turn with nothing ready and about to loose 500 points when I realized I could just B.S my way through it and get some points. Well my teacher wasn't to happy with my idea and said she would give me a redo since I at least TRIED something. So I got to thinking "She said if we get a 0 on this we would have a F in the class...but she has sooo many things in there that are worth hundreds of points each so it can't take us down that much".
So me being totally smart I added up all of the points and we have a "Total Points Possible" from the entire term of....Three-thousand seven-hundred twenty five!!! 3725 points out of the whole term (that is including the musical interps). Now take off 500 and that gets you 3225. Divide 3225 by 3725 and you get 87%. Last time I checked 87% was not a F but somewhere in the B to B+ range. Soo this whole thing wont screw me if I don't do it...but I am at least going to "try" to do something.
Now you might think "oh Dude you are a lazy piece of crap!". I will have you know that I did all of my other homework and I got 91% on my final map quiz in Carter's class (but sadly I forgot to do a current event (which makes me really mad) and I am still at a C+ (which makes me really mad)). So I am not totally lazy...I just don't want to do a musical interp.
On to more fun things.
There WAS a Rhapsody party scheduled today but it got postponed due to a chance of rain. =/ darn. So today I don't know what I am going to do...I have an idea of what to do though.
Yesterday (Friday) my parents went to St. George to pick up my grandma so for the night me and my sister had the house (well I had the house...she was at work then went off with her friends). My thoughts were "cool no parents to say 'no you can't go there' and I will be able to party it up". Well...it turns out that due to them being gone and my sister being gone and my lack of a licence I can't go much of anywhere. So I was stuck at home all night and didn't go anywhere. Would have gone to Tyler's but he was (or is) at some Baseball tournament. You would think I would know the exact story because he is my best friend...but once he starts to talk about his baseball team I tune him out. He may be my best friend...but I don't know a ton about the kid. We have a friendship of "dude I don't want to, am not going to, and never will know you inside and out, that is not how I am going to roll". We aren't like Amy and Courtney who know every little detail about each other...which is cool because that means they are great friends and we all need great friends, but me and Tyler don't roll that way.
So if you have a question about Tyler I might be able to answer about 70% of em...probably less because people usually ask questions that only the BFF would know. Usually it's "Jason who does Tyler like" and to be honest I have tried to get it out of him but he wont budge so I gave up and thought "it honestly doesn't matter because if it did we would end up in a competition over a girl". So I have noooo clue about who he likes. Again, he may be my best friend, but I don't know him that well.
So the coming week is the last week of school. All I have to do is survive Wednesday because I know Tuesday wont be horrible...unless I am forgetting something in English, which I probably am like always. The events of Wednesday are: 1. My musical interp that I have been putting off so much to the point where I say I don't want to do it and I B.S my way through but she end up giving me a redo and even though it's worth 500 points I still will get a B if I don't do it (maybe B- but nothing lower). 2: A TEST! In math on the last week of school...holy shiz. 3. Rhapsody will be "Miner in a mess because she didn't plan things well enough". 4. Carter will throw out some random thing that will screw over my grade even more.
Fun =/
Oh well. Thursday is Lagoon day and Friday is the last day of school. Then it is summer and hopefully I will be able to find fun things to do.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
3 tabs.
I live a pretty simple life. I have realized that. I don't do anything really, just sit here with my 3 tabs. When I'm not playing WoW but I'm on the computer this is basically how it goes.
Facebook: Just a check then leave it open just in case someone wants to chat and constantly refreshing to see what stupid groups people are joining.
YouTube: Just to check my subscriptions and listen to some music if I feel like it.
Blogger/Blogspot/whatever the heck this is called: Just to write these posts that you people read.
Wow I am living on the edge let me tell you. Action just flows through these veins....I need to do more crap, and productive crap at that because I can't handle anymore sitting around doing nothing with a group of people. We could at least do something stupid and out of the blue like walk to Wal-Mart and get kicked out. So my goal is to do more crap over the summer. I think I have talked about this before...oh well. Until then I will sit there with my 3 tabs open.
What else am I suppose to do at 10:46 at night? Go to bed? Naaahhhh. So that's all I can really do because I'd rather sit and write something with no point while listening to music than sit on WoW seeing what people say, I can't do much on there that wouldn't take up at least 30 minutes of my time and I never know when my mom will come down and kick me off, which she always does. Why doesn't she just go to bed? It's not like I need to be tucked in. I know I can't stay up all night and I get myself up every morning. Can I have a little leniency? I can put in ear phones so you wont have to hear anything.
Last but not least I would enjoy a position at Dunder Mifflin as a paper salesman. I WILL become the best Dunder Mifflin paper salesman ever...even better than Dwight! That was kind of a joke to say I need a job.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Facebook: Just a check then leave it open just in case someone wants to chat and constantly refreshing to see what stupid groups people are joining.
YouTube: Just to check my subscriptions and listen to some music if I feel like it.
Blogger/Blogspot/whatever the heck this is called: Just to write these posts that you people read.
Wow I am living on the edge let me tell you. Action just flows through these veins....I need to do more crap, and productive crap at that because I can't handle anymore sitting around doing nothing with a group of people. We could at least do something stupid and out of the blue like walk to Wal-Mart and get kicked out. So my goal is to do more crap over the summer. I think I have talked about this before...oh well. Until then I will sit there with my 3 tabs open.
What else am I suppose to do at 10:46 at night? Go to bed? Naaahhhh. So that's all I can really do because I'd rather sit and write something with no point while listening to music than sit on WoW seeing what people say, I can't do much on there that wouldn't take up at least 30 minutes of my time and I never know when my mom will come down and kick me off, which she always does. Why doesn't she just go to bed? It's not like I need to be tucked in. I know I can't stay up all night and I get myself up every morning. Can I have a little leniency? I can put in ear phones so you wont have to hear anything.
Last but not least I would enjoy a position at Dunder Mifflin as a paper salesman. I WILL become the best Dunder Mifflin paper salesman ever...even better than Dwight! That was kind of a joke to say I need a job.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Crush
Let me burst your bubble right from the get-go. The title is not about my crush, its about crush soda because I had half of a two letter thing of it. So consider you bubble bursted.
Anyway.
A great man said once said this "Time heals all wounds...except these crazy eyes I guess". Yes that is from Mr. Deeds. But that statement is true, time heals all wounds. Give things enough time and every little thing is gunna be ok.
Me and the KBB have come to an agreement that we both over reacted about a thing-that-shan't-be-named-but-it-ruined-life-for-the-both-of-us-for-a-while. Boy am I sooo glad that we could both step down and actually talk instead of avoiding each other. I will say she took the first step into fixing all of this so yes she was the mature one in all of this, but I quickly responded with my agreeing and now things are all better.
Thank you KBB and I am glad we can be friends again.
=)
Weekend update time.
Well school is coming to a close fairly quickly and as of now my grades are sitting at 4 A's, 1 A-, 1 B+, and 1 B-. THANK THE LORD! I am going to finish out the school year with some great grades and no C of any kind...that is unless my semester project in CARTER's brings me down....oh dear. I am at the very edge of a B- with a 80.6% and if I lose that .6% then I will get a C+ because I only got 70% on my semester project (stupid work cited pages and I ALWAYS forget them) and he hasn't put it in yet. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE stay at at least a B-!
Well lets go to a sad note now.
I LOST MY FLIPPIN ITOUCH!!!!!! My guess is it slipped outta my pocket some time during the day and now it is no where to be seen. =( And because I ACCIDENTALLY lost that my parents don't trust me with a video camera. So now I can't get that either! Life is devastating! Oh well, people have it worse.
Back to happy.
Today me and Ashlyn finally played each other in basketball after a week or two of saying we wanted to but never doing it. Well let me tell you how this went down.
Right when she challenged me I thought "Oh my! I am going to KILL Ashlyn in BBall. She has no chance. I bet she isn't even that good. I bet she wont even score". Yup, that's my little cocky side coming out. Well I did get an early lead and she did come back twice but in the end I won. EAT IT! I told her she would loose. Not that I am trying to be mean to her, she played WAY better than expected and it was kinda a slap in the face for me. I think the reason I won is because I am kinda tall and defense is my best game. Without my defense she probably would have won, because I can not make a shot for the life of me. I have a little secret to playing D, the key is to look at their belly button because their eyes head and the ball could be doing one thing but they always go where their belly button goes. Now that I think of it I probably looked REALLY creepy staring at her stomach and breathing so hard in the crouched position I was in...but I'm sure she wasn't creepped out by it...at least I hope not.
Afterwards we headed over to Adam Beiber's house and watched a movie. That was cool all the way up until the point where the couch was crowded as heck and my legs where smashed together making my boxers and shorts bundle up and my legs sticking together from sweat and no where to put my arms but uncomfortably on the top of the couch, but I was NOT going to move. We watched Hitch which is one of the best movies ever made...ok everyone says that about every movie...so its one of the best in its category. We kinda decided it was a chick flick...but for men...so a mick flick...then I thought well its for dudes...and you can guess what the name is when you combine dude and chick. Not the best name ever.
It ended up being a good night but I have a headache from probably lack of water and to much soda and chips.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
Anyway.
A great man said once said this "Time heals all wounds...except these crazy eyes I guess". Yes that is from Mr. Deeds. But that statement is true, time heals all wounds. Give things enough time and every little thing is gunna be ok.
Me and the KBB have come to an agreement that we both over reacted about a thing-that-shan't-be-named-but-it-ruined-life-for-the-both-of-us-for-a-while. Boy am I sooo glad that we could both step down and actually talk instead of avoiding each other. I will say she took the first step into fixing all of this so yes she was the mature one in all of this, but I quickly responded with my agreeing and now things are all better.
Thank you KBB and I am glad we can be friends again.
=)
Weekend update time.
Well school is coming to a close fairly quickly and as of now my grades are sitting at 4 A's, 1 A-, 1 B+, and 1 B-. THANK THE LORD! I am going to finish out the school year with some great grades and no C of any kind...that is unless my semester project in CARTER's brings me down....oh dear. I am at the very edge of a B- with a 80.6% and if I lose that .6% then I will get a C+ because I only got 70% on my semester project (stupid work cited pages and I ALWAYS forget them) and he hasn't put it in yet. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE stay at at least a B-!
Well lets go to a sad note now.
I LOST MY FLIPPIN ITOUCH!!!!!! My guess is it slipped outta my pocket some time during the day and now it is no where to be seen. =( And because I ACCIDENTALLY lost that my parents don't trust me with a video camera. So now I can't get that either! Life is devastating! Oh well, people have it worse.
Back to happy.
Today me and Ashlyn finally played each other in basketball after a week or two of saying we wanted to but never doing it. Well let me tell you how this went down.
Right when she challenged me I thought "Oh my! I am going to KILL Ashlyn in BBall. She has no chance. I bet she isn't even that good. I bet she wont even score". Yup, that's my little cocky side coming out. Well I did get an early lead and she did come back twice but in the end I won. EAT IT! I told her she would loose. Not that I am trying to be mean to her, she played WAY better than expected and it was kinda a slap in the face for me. I think the reason I won is because I am kinda tall and defense is my best game. Without my defense she probably would have won, because I can not make a shot for the life of me. I have a little secret to playing D, the key is to look at their belly button because their eyes head and the ball could be doing one thing but they always go where their belly button goes. Now that I think of it I probably looked REALLY creepy staring at her stomach and breathing so hard in the crouched position I was in...but I'm sure she wasn't creepped out by it...at least I hope not.
Afterwards we headed over to Adam Beiber's house and watched a movie. That was cool all the way up until the point where the couch was crowded as heck and my legs where smashed together making my boxers and shorts bundle up and my legs sticking together from sweat and no where to put my arms but uncomfortably on the top of the couch, but I was NOT going to move. We watched Hitch which is one of the best movies ever made...ok everyone says that about every movie...so its one of the best in its category. We kinda decided it was a chick flick...but for men...so a mick flick...then I thought well its for dudes...and you can guess what the name is when you combine dude and chick. Not the best name ever.
It ended up being a good night but I have a headache from probably lack of water and to much soda and chips.
Peace out Girl-Scout!
Love you!
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