I've spent three days trying to think of some witty topic I could write or gripe about, but sadly to my despair, I've come up with jack-diddly-squat. I've typed enough words to make the dictionary seem short but later deleted them to their lack of flow. My thoughts have jammed together and created a pile of sheer mediocrity. All in all, it's called writer's block.
Right as of now, I'm basically procrastinating on finding a topic. I might just need to randomly type something,filled with random adjectives and weird nouns. I might just need to find a topic.
I cannot think of anything. I won't bother with religion,politics, books, movies, or books. You probably wouldn't care for my opinions. Actually, I doubt anyone reads this. Basically, I use this to vent my emotions or anger.
Wait!Egad! I think I may have a topic.
Never mind. That was nothing.
....This is sort of awkward, I'll admit.
Maybe, next time I'll have a topic.
Maybe.
Probably not.
I think I might be talking to myself.
Schizophrenia. Woo.
So Long and Thanks For All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. "Google is not a synonym for research." The Lost Symbol
Let Me Be Me
I may have never mentioned this, but I despise my grade. Or at least most of it. Around 98% of it. Okay, 99.99%.
Most of the grade is filled with obnoxious, perverted, idiotic, moronic cretins. Rich. Arrogant. Pointless. Disrespectful. Critical. Brainless. Opinion-less. Wasteful.
Careless. Shallow. Snobby.
I really don't like them.
For example, I was walking to class, and I heard someone say behind me they could go for a "dip" right now. If you don't know, dip means dipping tobacco. First off, why would you want to dip tobacco. It ruins your health. Secondly, why would you say this,out loud, in school. At least,for the sake of our younger students, keep your tobacco issues to yourself.(Note: this wasn't someone in my grade, but a senior.)
Another thing, there is a slight bit of race issue in our school. A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, is black. He really doesn't like people disrespecting his race. Today, while in PE, he was told, and I quote,"Go home, ni**er." I was extremely angry when I heard this.
Also, almost my entire school population, is rich. I mean, completely loaded. Iphones,full wallets, flat-screen televisions in their rooms, flashy cars. You know, the REALLLY rich ones. Yes, my parents earn enough to put both my sister and me in a private Christian school, and I am thankful so much for that. But these people constantly shove it our faces.
I have had a kid literally count the amount of money in his wallet and promptly tell me. I have to admit, I am jealous of those who never fear poverty or emptiness of a wallet. But material possessions mean nothing. Absolutely nothing.
So, exams are next week. I think this go around, I'll do well. Or at least better than the previous years. Hopefully.
This school year has been pretty good so far. my classes have gone great, a few bumps here and there. A few laughs, a few cries. Life moves on, and the earth continues to rotate.
Now, I have truly nothing else I want to say. I mean, if I think of something, I'll probably do another post. But until then...
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
P.S. "What would it take for things to be quiet?"- Louder than Thunder-Devil Wears Prada
Most of the grade is filled with obnoxious, perverted, idiotic, moronic cretins. Rich. Arrogant. Pointless. Disrespectful. Critical. Brainless. Opinion-less. Wasteful.
Careless. Shallow. Snobby.
I really don't like them.
For example, I was walking to class, and I heard someone say behind me they could go for a "dip" right now. If you don't know, dip means dipping tobacco. First off, why would you want to dip tobacco. It ruins your health. Secondly, why would you say this,out loud, in school. At least,for the sake of our younger students, keep your tobacco issues to yourself.(Note: this wasn't someone in my grade, but a senior.)
Another thing, there is a slight bit of race issue in our school. A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, is black. He really doesn't like people disrespecting his race. Today, while in PE, he was told, and I quote,"Go home, ni**er." I was extremely angry when I heard this.
Also, almost my entire school population, is rich. I mean, completely loaded. Iphones,full wallets, flat-screen televisions in their rooms, flashy cars. You know, the REALLLY rich ones. Yes, my parents earn enough to put both my sister and me in a private Christian school, and I am thankful so much for that. But these people constantly shove it our faces.
I have had a kid literally count the amount of money in his wallet and promptly tell me. I have to admit, I am jealous of those who never fear poverty or emptiness of a wallet. But material possessions mean nothing. Absolutely nothing.
So, exams are next week. I think this go around, I'll do well. Or at least better than the previous years. Hopefully.
This school year has been pretty good so far. my classes have gone great, a few bumps here and there. A few laughs, a few cries. Life moves on, and the earth continues to rotate.
Now, I have truly nothing else I want to say. I mean, if I think of something, I'll probably do another post. But until then...
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
P.S. "What would it take for things to be quiet?"- Louder than Thunder-Devil Wears Prada
I Need a Book
I have almost absolutely nothing to read. Mainly because the library is lagging on the books I want, and also, I've read everything I own. And re-read them. And re-re-read them. You get the idea.
I'm also lacking any book recommendations. Sadly, barely anyone in my grade reads, except for those select few. By them not reading, I have no one to discuss, recommend, or criticize books. It's rather depressing.
Speaking of reading, recently, I read a book called "Physics of the Impossible". It. Was. Awesome. It talked about equipment,such as warp drives, laser guns, and hyperspace. You know, the equipment in Star Trek and Star Wars and Doctor Who and Sanctuary and the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. And The Men in the Moon. And Stargate. And Player Piano. And any Rudyard Kipling novel.
(That was my science-fiction speech for the day.)
Any way, the book was really good and spoke of someday, we might be able to have these nifty gadgets. It was imaginative,and the author clearly knew what he was talking about. I quite liked it.
Also, I've been reading a number of diverse books. One is Prey by Michael Crichton. I scared the living daylight out of me. Literally. Oh, probably because I read it at 2 a.m. on a school night, but anywho.
"Prey" is about a laboratory in New Mexico that invents chemically-altered particles for the army that seek and destroy any threats. Innovated idea, actually. But then, the particles are released to wreak havoc and chaos to the United States. The book is incredibly suspenseful, creative, and slightly disturbing. All in all, a good read. So, if you have a recommendation, comment. Please. For the sake of my well-being so I do not have to resort to television.
So Long and Thanks for All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. My quote for the day: I don't have to fight, to prove I'm right-Baba O'Reily-the Who.
I'm also lacking any book recommendations. Sadly, barely anyone in my grade reads, except for those select few. By them not reading, I have no one to discuss, recommend, or criticize books. It's rather depressing.
Speaking of reading, recently, I read a book called "Physics of the Impossible". It. Was. Awesome. It talked about equipment,such as warp drives, laser guns, and hyperspace. You know, the equipment in Star Trek and Star Wars and Doctor Who and Sanctuary and the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. And The Men in the Moon. And Stargate. And Player Piano. And any Rudyard Kipling novel.
(That was my science-fiction speech for the day.)
Any way, the book was really good and spoke of someday, we might be able to have these nifty gadgets. It was imaginative,and the author clearly knew what he was talking about. I quite liked it.
Also, I've been reading a number of diverse books. One is Prey by Michael Crichton. I scared the living daylight out of me. Literally. Oh, probably because I read it at 2 a.m. on a school night, but anywho.
"Prey" is about a laboratory in New Mexico that invents chemically-altered particles for the army that seek and destroy any threats. Innovated idea, actually. But then, the particles are released to wreak havoc and chaos to the United States. The book is incredibly suspenseful, creative, and slightly disturbing. All in all, a good read. So, if you have a recommendation, comment. Please. For the sake of my well-being so I do not have to resort to television.
So Long and Thanks for All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. My quote for the day: I don't have to fight, to prove I'm right-Baba O'Reily-the Who.
The Ghetto, Ninjas, and a Headache
Today, while working in the wonderful city of Memphis, I saw a variety of peculiar things:
1. An upside pedestrian on a sign
2. A spray can that said unscented but was called OderAway.
3. A ghetto child swing(A lawn chair tied to a piece of string.
4. Several skinny cats and dogs.
5. A crack addict
6. A prostitute finding a way to pay for her taxes.
7. Some many 'gangstas' who can't afford a belt, so they keep their pants up by grabbing their pelvic area.
8. Around 50,000 beer cans, 42,000 soda cans, 89,000 cigarette and cigar cartons, over 100,000 wrappers for numerous fast food restaurants, and 23,000 newspapers.
Litter. I have seen several commercials stating that Tennessee is tired of it. I've seen a chain gang clean up the street. I've even seen a garbage man pick up the abandoned beer can tossed out by a driver.
We cannot escape it. It's unbelievable how much trash as a community we throw into our environment. it disgusts me.
On another note, I saw Ninja Assassin, the Japanese version of Rambo. It was okay. Way too many deaths. Anyway.
I have a headache like no other. I think it's because of the 67,000 gory deaths I've seen today. Or how my nose is full of mucus. Or whenever I cough, my back aches in pain.
Since no one probably reads this, or for those who do, don 't know me, I will share some "fun" facts about myself.
1. I play the piano. Sort of.
2. I am gargantuan Douglas Adams fan.
3. I think 87% of movies made after the late 80's fail.
4. I'm a sci-fi nerd. HHGTTG, Player Piano, Flash Gordon, H.G. Wells, Star Trek. These I things know.
5. The librarians at OB know me by name.
6. I think Buckethead is the best guitarist.
7. I don't care for sports.
8. Coffee doesn't appease to me, but a cup of Earl Grey tea does.
9. The original Disney movies are amazing(Hercules, Aladdin, Robin Hood) Also, Finding Nemo and Cars are freaking amazing.
10. I like to randomly quote things. If you ever hear me do it, don't be scared.
There. While I am typing this, I am on the cult-phenomenon website that is Facebook. Everyone seems to have one, even grandparents. It scares me.
Also, there are many Facebook addicts. They have everyone subscribed to their phone,so when a person updates their status, said person knows it and comments or 'likes' it. It also amazes me how many quizzes and applications there are. And everyone seems to like showing everyone their results. Constantly.
I am guilty to this. I had a Quiz Era once. It was depressing. So many questions, so little time. I still believe there is a super computer that makes all of the cursed things up. I plan to find that computer and destroy it.
I'm also guilty of joining a lot of groups. Some of the stupidest things are groups. Example, there is a group called Amish People. WHY? When people find a group and add that group every day, it irritates me. Actually a lot of things irritate me, but I'm not going into it. So now I'm off to go watch a movie. Either Eeturn of the Jedi or Ferris Buehler's Day Off.
So Long and Thanks For All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. I plan to put a quote up here every time I post something. Today's fun quote is:
"Those who believe in telekinetics, raise my hand."
- Kurt Vonnegut
1. An upside pedestrian on a sign
2. A spray can that said unscented but was called OderAway.
3. A ghetto child swing(A lawn chair tied to a piece of string.
4. Several skinny cats and dogs.
5. A crack addict
6. A prostitute finding a way to pay for her taxes.
7. Some many 'gangstas' who can't afford a belt, so they keep their pants up by grabbing their pelvic area.
8. Around 50,000 beer cans, 42,000 soda cans, 89,000 cigarette and cigar cartons, over 100,000 wrappers for numerous fast food restaurants, and 23,000 newspapers.
Litter. I have seen several commercials stating that Tennessee is tired of it. I've seen a chain gang clean up the street. I've even seen a garbage man pick up the abandoned beer can tossed out by a driver.
We cannot escape it. It's unbelievable how much trash as a community we throw into our environment. it disgusts me.
On another note, I saw Ninja Assassin, the Japanese version of Rambo. It was okay. Way too many deaths. Anyway.
I have a headache like no other. I think it's because of the 67,000 gory deaths I've seen today. Or how my nose is full of mucus. Or whenever I cough, my back aches in pain.
Since no one probably reads this, or for those who do, don 't know me, I will share some "fun" facts about myself.
1. I play the piano. Sort of.
2. I am gargantuan Douglas Adams fan.
3. I think 87% of movies made after the late 80's fail.
4. I'm a sci-fi nerd. HHGTTG, Player Piano, Flash Gordon, H.G. Wells, Star Trek. These I things know.
5. The librarians at OB know me by name.
6. I think Buckethead is the best guitarist.
7. I don't care for sports.
8. Coffee doesn't appease to me, but a cup of Earl Grey tea does.
9. The original Disney movies are amazing(Hercules, Aladdin, Robin Hood) Also, Finding Nemo and Cars are freaking amazing.
10. I like to randomly quote things. If you ever hear me do it, don't be scared.
There. While I am typing this, I am on the cult-phenomenon website that is Facebook. Everyone seems to have one, even grandparents. It scares me.
Also, there are many Facebook addicts. They have everyone subscribed to their phone,so when a person updates their status, said person knows it and comments or 'likes' it. It also amazes me how many quizzes and applications there are. And everyone seems to like showing everyone their results. Constantly.
I am guilty to this. I had a Quiz Era once. It was depressing. So many questions, so little time. I still believe there is a super computer that makes all of the cursed things up. I plan to find that computer and destroy it.
I'm also guilty of joining a lot of groups. Some of the stupidest things are groups. Example, there is a group called Amish People. WHY? When people find a group and add that group every day, it irritates me. Actually a lot of things irritate me, but I'm not going into it. So now I'm off to go watch a movie. Either Eeturn of the Jedi or Ferris Buehler's Day Off.
So Long and Thanks For All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. I plan to put a quote up here every time I post something. Today's fun quote is:
"Those who believe in telekinetics, raise my hand."
- Kurt Vonnegut
A Little Rant
SPOILER: If you are hard-core Twilight, I wouldn't read this. I probably just urged you to read it.
I went to the bookstore Saturday night. The book I purchased was in the...gulp....Twilight Book Club. I was petrified. They have a club for books somewhat related to the Twilight Saga? The book I bought wasn't even like Twilight. It didn't even have the words 'vampires' or 'dazzling' in it.
I might need to note before a billion teenage girls and mothers attack me that I have nothing against Twilight or Stephanie Meyer. I've read the series many times. First, I liked it. Second time around, I found errors. My main complaint that her version of the vampire follows nothing to the cult classic, Dracula.
Vampires are supposed to be blood-thirsty creatures, burned by the sun, and found in the horror classics. Not a sparkling, animal-drinking seventeen year-old. They ran were strong and agile. I don't really know if they could read minds or change emotions. There. That's my rant.
My other complaint is the phenomenon it is. I understand liking the book. A book is for enjoyment. But when you say you and Edward are going to get together and you want him to watch you at night, then it gets creepy.
"The difference between the fans that enjoy the books and rabid fans that take them much too seriously."
So yeah,
Elliot
Wow. Two posts in a day. I'm on a roll!
I went to the bookstore Saturday night. The book I purchased was in the...gulp....Twilight Book Club. I was petrified. They have a club for books somewhat related to the Twilight Saga? The book I bought wasn't even like Twilight. It didn't even have the words 'vampires' or 'dazzling' in it.
I might need to note before a billion teenage girls and mothers attack me that I have nothing against Twilight or Stephanie Meyer. I've read the series many times. First, I liked it. Second time around, I found errors. My main complaint that her version of the vampire follows nothing to the cult classic, Dracula.
Vampires are supposed to be blood-thirsty creatures, burned by the sun, and found in the horror classics. Not a sparkling, animal-drinking seventeen year-old. They ran were strong and agile. I don't really know if they could read minds or change emotions. There. That's my rant.
My other complaint is the phenomenon it is. I understand liking the book. A book is for enjoyment. But when you say you and Edward are going to get together and you want him to watch you at night, then it gets creepy.
"The difference between the fans that enjoy the books and rabid fans that take them much too seriously."
So yeah,
Elliot
Wow. Two posts in a day. I'm on a roll!
The Harbringer of Doom(2012)
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2012( Yes, I know, grammar mistake). The year of the apocalyptic chaos. The penultimate Armageddon. Fire from Hell itself shall rise from the ground. Massive hurricanes and tsunamis. Tornadoes the size of skyscrapers will roam the earth. Asteroids and comets will tear through the atmosphere. The sun will go into supernova and obliterate life as we know it. Apparently.
Allegedly, the Mayans,who made the calender by the way, predict that on December 21 of the year 2012, all life will die. Many people have grown accustomed to this fact and have even made a shelter for it: http://www.hardenedstructures.com/apocalypse.asp
I find this people to be paranoid.
The truth is, there will be no apocalypse. It is just huge propaganda society has established to make everyone quake in their boots. Many theories have been theorized(Yes, it's a word) about the "apocalypse".
1. Sun dies(It might. That one's a tad truthful)
2. Atmosphere rips open(Global warming. That's another matter entirely.)
3. Earth's core erupting(Yeah, it's a freaking volcano.)
4. Tsunamis destroy everything(Well, you never know.)
5. Continents shifting(This is the only with scientific fact to it. Yes, the continents shift constantly.)
6.And, my personal favorite, zombies(The devil might get angry.)
Sure, they could happen(maybe not the zombie idea, unless someone proves necromancy.)The sad, cliched thing is, whomever made all of these theories, made them occur on December 21, 2012. Which is the exact date the Mayans thought. So basically,
people have ripped away a myth merged their own little thoughts to make it more catastrophic. So, to quote Douglas Adams, don't panic.
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
Allegedly, the Mayans,who made the calender by the way, predict that on December 21 of the year 2012, all life will die. Many people have grown accustomed to this fact and have even made a shelter for it: http://www.hardenedstructures.com/apocalypse.asp
I find this people to be paranoid.
The truth is, there will be no apocalypse. It is just huge propaganda society has established to make everyone quake in their boots. Many theories have been theorized(Yes, it's a word) about the "apocalypse".
1. Sun dies(It might. That one's a tad truthful)
2. Atmosphere rips open(Global warming. That's another matter entirely.)
3. Earth's core erupting(Yeah, it's a freaking volcano.)
4. Tsunamis destroy everything(Well, you never know.)
5. Continents shifting(This is the only with scientific fact to it. Yes, the continents shift constantly.)
6.And, my personal favorite, zombies(The devil might get angry.)
Sure, they could happen(maybe not the zombie idea, unless someone proves necromancy.)The sad, cliched thing is, whomever made all of these theories, made them occur on December 21, 2012. Which is the exact date the Mayans thought. So basically,
people have ripped away a myth merged their own little thoughts to make it more catastrophic. So, to quote Douglas Adams, don't panic.
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
Twisted
Born.
Kindergarten.
School-Before-Middle-School.
Middle School.
High School.
(Insert extra-curricular activity here.)
Graduation.
(Possible lay away year.)
College.
Job.
Marriage.
(Possibly divorce, if so, possibly another marriage.)
Death.
We all follow this pattern some way or another. Truly, we do not control our lives. However, we make decisions that allow different paths to emerge. Different decisions allow different paths. But, one way or another, we all come to a fork in the road. At that fork, we must choose. Sometimes there are several forks in the road.
We all live; we all die. It's our true fate. Those who learn to die, learn to live.
Kindergarten.
School-Before-Middle-School.
Middle School.
High School.
(Insert extra-curricular activity here.)
Graduation.
(Possible lay away year.)
College.
Job.
Marriage.
(Possibly divorce, if so, possibly another marriage.)
Death.
We all follow this pattern some way or another. Truly, we do not control our lives. However, we make decisions that allow different paths to emerge. Different decisions allow different paths. But, one way or another, we all come to a fork in the road. At that fork, we must choose. Sometimes there are several forks in the road.
We all live; we all die. It's our true fate. Those who learn to die, learn to live.
Whatever Happened to Thanksgiving?
I know, I know. I've been lagging on posting, but my computer was swarmed by viruses. It hasn't come in yet(it's being wiped clean), so I am on my sister's computer. Not like anyone would get on here. I'm sort of a latent writer.
I was in Target today. On the ceiling, next to the aisle markers, Christmas decorations were already strung up. Halloween just ended(sort of), and now they're going straight to Christmas? Thanksgiving is day to give thanks for things we have been blessed with. Sure,Christmas is "'apparently" Jesus' birthday, but we don't know. The Bible says it was in the spring, not the middle of harsh winter.
Speaking of which, it's cold outside. I'm surprised snow hasn't arrived yet. Of course, the sun has been blaring for the past few days, to my dismay. I'm not a fan of sunlight. I like clouds. Sue me.
Band has come and gone. We had an absolutely AMAZING year. Fifth overall at bandmaster's was our best achievement yet. It feels as if it were yesterday, I walked for the first time into the band room.
School this year is different. We get to take a language, mine being Latin. It's semi-hard, but not as hard as translating the Dead Sea scrolls into Arabic. Don't ask. We had to read an epic(yes,that is a word) book called The Odyssey by Homer. Homer was the J.K. Rowling of Greecian times. The book wasn't bad, jut very,very detailed. I found some very good quotes that I plan to use regularly. Maybe.
Other classes are fine. I don't plan on getting into details about the rest. same basic classes; Algebra, English, Biology(actually, I'll go into that class at a later point), Bible, and World Geography. It's not a bad line-up, but without a study hall ever, I've got to book it(band quote #1).
Biology. Is. Not. Fun. The class itself isn't bad; it's the teacher that is inadequate. She reads directly from the book. Like, DIRECTLY FROM THE BOOK. She provides personal opinions that are pointless. She demands for us to believe things she believes. In a very vulgar, modern way, she sucks as a teacher. Yeah, I went there.
Frankly, I can't think of anything else to say. So, yeah.
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
I was in Target today. On the ceiling, next to the aisle markers, Christmas decorations were already strung up. Halloween just ended(sort of), and now they're going straight to Christmas? Thanksgiving is day to give thanks for things we have been blessed with. Sure,Christmas is "'apparently" Jesus' birthday, but we don't know. The Bible says it was in the spring, not the middle of harsh winter.
Speaking of which, it's cold outside. I'm surprised snow hasn't arrived yet. Of course, the sun has been blaring for the past few days, to my dismay. I'm not a fan of sunlight. I like clouds. Sue me.
Band has come and gone. We had an absolutely AMAZING year. Fifth overall at bandmaster's was our best achievement yet. It feels as if it were yesterday, I walked for the first time into the band room.
School this year is different. We get to take a language, mine being Latin. It's semi-hard, but not as hard as translating the Dead Sea scrolls into Arabic. Don't ask. We had to read an epic(yes,that is a word) book called The Odyssey by Homer. Homer was the J.K. Rowling of Greecian times. The book wasn't bad, jut very,very detailed. I found some very good quotes that I plan to use regularly. Maybe.
Other classes are fine. I don't plan on getting into details about the rest. same basic classes; Algebra, English, Biology(actually, I'll go into that class at a later point), Bible, and World Geography. It's not a bad line-up, but without a study hall ever, I've got to book it(band quote #1).
Biology. Is. Not. Fun. The class itself isn't bad; it's the teacher that is inadequate. She reads directly from the book. Like, DIRECTLY FROM THE BOOK. She provides personal opinions that are pointless. She demands for us to believe things she believes. In a very vulgar, modern way, she sucks as a teacher. Yeah, I went there.
Frankly, I can't think of anything else to say. So, yeah.
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
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