lets go fishing

hahahaha....ill get to the meaning later
so today i woke up at like....i think around 1030 and went and played a little on pokerstars before eating breakfast....anyways my brother and i played cards in the morning and i just kind of knew that my day was doomed whenever he accurately predicted i had a5 off....anyways poker was at 1 at zwireks, 16 ppl showed up for a decent sized pot...my table was the more difficult of the two but by no means difficult at all....i simply caught 0 cards and couldn't make any moves at all and i lost to logan's flopped two pair...gg....my brother ended up making it to final table and got fourth(one short of cashing) so that was good...anyways we left but if i had to pick a favorite to win it would have been logan, he was playing solid all day....so i retreated home and then me/nayhouse headed for colleen's so we could follow them to the T station....we got there late as allows and hopped on the T....the ride down was well, interesting...anyways we bought tix and we were supposed to meet erin and some other people but everytime we would try to sneak into their section, an usher would stop us....seriously, wtf? we settled on some seats behind home plate but after like the 5th inning we left to go get food....i wasn't really hungry but theres this place where u can get it for like 1/3 price so that was cool....anyways, sarah was(understandably) getting pissed off for a number of reasons, so we ended up finding a way to get into their section and sat several rows in front of them....well the girls were getting cold so after the sixth inning me, nayhouse, sarah, colleen, and two other girls(i think sammy and po maybe?) left....but an interesting thing happened on the bridge and it sort of brought back memories to walking through the ghetto by baldwin...there was this real homely guy and he was just kinda walking and we were passing him but there was something real weird about it, i just saw it in his eyes...as we walked past, he grabbed for colleen....like wtf what is wrong with some people??? so on the way back colleen tells me that she could h0ox me up with some stuff over the summer(collectively referred to as "going fishing") because sarah said that h00x up sounded too much like something else....anyways, i just went over mikes for a little bit and we reviewed some beginning java code and then i went home....so now im exhausted and im not sure what im doing tomorrow, hopefully sleeping forever....

oh yeah, btw before i forget....ive officially decided that im never taking the word of anyone again....i was looking at someone's profile tonight and i thought to myself....wow, i called that would happen without even knowing who the kid was....but noooo, she said it wouldnt' happen....not that im upset/angry it just shows that my gut instict is correct most of the time and that, cynically enough i will say, a word is dead, once it is said, some say....well there's an end to that poem but ubiquitous lies just stream from people's mouths so i don't feel like writing the rest of it....

in memory of truth,
mh

where did four years go?

so i was just reflecting tonight and on my computer came the song by Supertramp called "Take the long way home" it goes something like, when you look through the years and seen what you could have been, what you might have been, if you had more time...well my point exactly...people waste so much time typing on the computer when they should be out there enjoying everything....ahhh it's a shame you can't enjoy things such as free time until you have none of it....well anyways, here we go

pd1 – we didn’t do a whole lot, I thought bryte was gonna dick us out but albert showed up with the notecards so we were fine
pd2 – brainstormed for our collective play…it appears bryte and I will be doing most of the writing for the story
pd3 – did nothing, absolutely nothing
pd4 – went over wordsworth’s Ode and The World is too Much with us
pd5 – we’re finally starting to tear sadburn apart for all his years of being completely ridiculous
pd6 – Spanish, I worked on my story for the final project
pd7 – euro, morlatko got pissed that me and booter walked around for like 10 min after the fire drill
pd8 – bonus day, I solved 5 of the 7 microsoft problems

after school I took my mom to go get her car and then came home and slept….i woke at like 8 and completely forgot I was supposed to meet bethanne at 7…oops…well I went and picked up nayhouse and we trekked to village lanes, much too late to get a lane….well we just talked with bethanne/maura/lindsey and their friends from usc…it was going good, we were all just chilling and we even saw n00b and the hreha gang until nayhouse said something that he prob. shouldn’t have(he will agree) and that was about the end of the fun times….well he and I came home and I found that my .10 cent tourney on earthpoker was ready to go so I played it ridiculously and hit runner after runner to win a grand total of…..50 cents…..wow…I took nayhouse home and am about to hit the sack for now….

mh

"jimmy aint goin to no f*ckin anger management classes"

the above quote came from another recent incident at BHS.....apparently fergy and tranter had a few words and ferg offered to kick the shit out of him outside or something, well that got him a one day suspension, but i totally support fergy not taking shit from anyone....btw the quote is ferg's dad's response to faggot principal kerushkin who encouraged anger management....wow

anyways, quick rundown of today....
pd1 - thank god we didnt have to actually write a dbq
pd2 - read our obituaries, mine was the most unique(i just disappeared at the end of mine)
pd3 - c++, turned in another program that doesn't work
pd4 - good class today, read wordsworth's ode
pd5 - lunch
pd6 - spanish 4, we did the perfect tense and got our final projects
pd7 - library, my senior project is "ww2 germany as the greatest war machine of all time"
pd8 - calc quiz, gibbons let me borrow his calculator and is a lifesaver

after school i worked a little on my notecards and then went to my brother's game where they lost 8-0 to BW....it was disappointing although drew did have 3 of the team's 5 hits and pitched 3 scoreless innings....then that faggot george bush comes on and interrupts the oc b4 it started....he's a comedy act, i'll tell you....

in other news, i actually have something to be excited about in school. in imaginative writing we are writing a play(the 8 of us) that will have a clash between 4 rich kids and 4 poor kids....it will be so funny....i'm especially pumped to work with zak bryte(okay, i know he is a really weird kid) because his creative genius is incredible and it will be so much fun to see what his act will include....

on other fronts, i realized what a huge mistake i made with one person...more or less i mistook friendship for something else that it shouldn't have been and for that i sincerely apologize....i dont' really want to say who it is for privacy's matter....hopefully in the last month in school we can become good friends again....

hmmm what else is there???....lately i've been listening to green day and i've looked at a lot of their lyrics, and they are very well written(nayhouse says that this ruins the song, although i completely disagree) as I believe it enhances the value of the music when the lyrics actually mean something to you.....anyways, that's about all...props to ferg, bradburn's backstabbing, and bethanne's discipline....

mh

et tu brute?

the title refers to bradburn's "backstab" of matt stasny...if you don't know the story, i'm not going to expand upon it here....personally i don't think it was the right thing to do, but then again why didn't he just ask her earlier if he wanted to go with her so bad? btw, et tu brute? refers to julius caesar during the assassination where caesar sees that his best friend Brutus has also conspired to kill him and literally means "and you also Brutus?"

anyways, i'll try to remember what i did this weekend

friday- i forget exactly how everything transpired but i ended up going to erin's house to chill for the night....me/nayhouse took a ride over there in the new saturn and it was like old times all over again...well kinda lol....anyways, i believe that i was victorious in basketball making me completely awesome....after that we just chilled inside and watched some thing on vh1 until we left at like 1030 and i dropped off nayhouse
saturday- i actually wasn't that tired this saturday....it was the last week of saturday bowling, i came to really like my team at the end....anyways the party was fun and me/maura/jessie just watched the dragon(and her sisters, o GODslajfsldjslfdjsklfdajlksfdjlksjaskdlfjlksjdlksjfdl) throw the ball from like the ball return...anways, it was fun either way....after that i came home...and did, well actually i forget....i was probably switching between the draft and the pirate game...yeah that sounds right...at about 6 i left for cass' house because the 50 dollar game ended up being a hoax which sux....anyways i was up and down at cass' house and ended up like 20 or 30 down i think....anyways, after nayhouse came over and we just chilled for the rest of the night which was cool....
sunday- heh....wow....so this morning i was awakened at SIX TWENTY by bethanne/maura who apparently can stay up all night or like get one hour of sleep....ahhh lol so i went and picked them up and then we followed my parents there....we were there early so those two decide to go into the bathroom to change(lol ?)...but then only bethanne comes out changed lol, and she looked really hottt(not that she usually doesn't) but then maura decided to change a little later and she looked hoootttt too....well at least bethanne's lover was there today, i think she would have killed herself had he not been lol....anyways, we were on 33-34 with this crew: pat whoeler, wes grandziel, sadburn, sean noonan, jen dalicandro(like girls PA state champ), kevin miller, and some random girl...my first two games i had 216/217 and i was pumped, we were having so much fun on those lanes with the dugout, clapping, and shouting at people who actually cared about bowling(SHB rules)...but then i had like a 169 which brought my total to, unforunately, 602...and the simple equation:
602 < 615
makes bethanne the winner(thank god i didn't bet something) ahhhh anyways, after we went to this place called the original hot dog factory where if u get a 7 dollar meal it's good for like the whole day....i don't even think a starving ethiopian could devour that quantity of food....haha so i dropped off the two losers, went home, and slept for like 3.5 hours....good day, good day

fast times at ridgemont-i mean baldwin high
mh

side blog 2- my biggest weakness

so i realized tonite playing over cass' house what my biggest weakness is in playing poker....and it sounds really stupid but idk....i figured out that the reason i had to rebuy twice just to come in second was a simple fact: i have extreme trouble laying down hands....i just cannot pull myself to think that someone has me beat, whenever someone bets i always put them on a draw, while in fact about 2/3 of the time i'm beat....my focus in the next couple sessions will be trying to overcome this so i might end up being a big pussy at the table but my reads really have to get a lot better....anyways, just a side blog

ahhhh....

well today was what can i say....confusing i guess, a little....

pd1 - worked on notecards all period but i didn't have mine
pd2 - read the purbalite and then kondrot was ready to throw this book away on great american poetry but i stole it from her instead, it's got some good ones in there.
pd3 - the doc's class, finished(or "borrrowed" from nayhouse) another program
pd4 - restoration pd. test
pd5 - lunch, only thing to note is the laughing contest(hah)
pd6 - finish last two chapters, test tomorrow on future/conditional
pd7 - rossi shared the ww2 artifacts so that got me out of having to listen to morilatko talk
pd8 - i forget....but i bet i don't know how to do it tomorrow

so after school was webpage day.....right, since we had nothing to do it turned into me vs nayhouse vs mr.tietz penguin bashing day(in case you don't know, penguin bashing is a GAME lol) and those two crushed me because i kept whacking the penguin way too high and he'd do a nose dive...that was awesome....so we picked up o malley and headed to wendys then nayhouse dropped me off at my house...then my mom, brother, and I went to saturn to pick up the new ride, it's pretty sweeet, drove it home, still tryin to get comfortable with it but it's a nice ride....anyways, after that i played bball till 8 when the oc was on(only tv besides poker that i watch) and now i'm just sittin here chilling....btw bethanne thanks for NOT SHOWING UP TODAY.....eh you were probably just too excited to go home and make that discovery.....ahahaha gg xoxo <3333333333333333

peace and prosperity,
mh

a rainy day

my life has been about the same lately...what can i say, not much excitement

pd1 - idk....something like review themes of ap world history or somethin?
pd2 - wrote two poems
pd3 - god, c++ test, even with the packet i scored the min. i'm sure
pd4 - review game, test on restoration tomorrow
pd5 - lunch, nothing good(props to bradburn on his successful venture, if you don't know about it, well oh well)
pd6 - we did, our eduardo skit, it was pretty funny, i must say
pd7 - ww2 timeline, i managed to stay awake
pd8 - half day in calc, forget what it was on

after school the following occured: i attempted to sleep but then was awoken by mom and told that i was going to see a car that i am supposedly getting tomorrow for graduation as a present from my uncle(he's like rich or something, uncanny for our family)...it's pretty sweet, it's a used 02 saturn, like 10k miles...after that i went to supercuts and got my hair cut(first time in like 3 months) and then headed over to the baseball game where i saw bradburn/senora and i watched our boys rout usc 8-2(at least that's what the score was when i left in like the 5th) and then walked home...after i played a little basketball then made myself noodles because my mom cooks this shitty low fat food these days and I will have none of that...anyways, tonight I have to type up my imaginative writing story and study for english as well as a 2 hour break for wpt(of course, lol)

in memory of james ferguson(aka fergy)

no, fergy did not die...i will explain later in the post

pd1 – now this is bullshit…we got a list of 250+ notecards and in groups of three we have to define every single one….ashfdklhsdkljfslkjds wtf
pd2 – my story is so good
pd3 – apparently the chat room might not work, a winsock library is malfunctioning….anyone with a solution(the error is a linking error, it says it cannot recognize winsock32.lib) can you tell me how to fix this?
pd4 – yount is a god….well not really….he pushed the research paper back to Monday though
pd5 – lunch, nothing great
pd6 – Spanish we reviewed the future/conditional and then I lost at musical chairs again
pd7 – worked in groups of three all pd
pd8 – I got the calc test and forgot everything about natural logs….but I ended up figuring out and I think I got the bonus of the common denom. as well.

the title refers to a comment that was made by fergy awhile ago….he stated that with all this seriousness being placed on senior project/research papers, we should do something to lighten the mood…I completely agree, so here it goes

Top 4 Ways That 95% of students at Baldwin High School bullshit their research papers(in descending order)
4. Make up a critic’s name…often you write down the quote but don’t write down who said it, so you just invent a critic
3. Make up a page number…this is one of my favorites, who looks in the books for page numbers anyways?
2. Use the internet for 100% of your information…this is a little known technique yet its’ use is increasing as somewhat correct information becomes more ubiquitous everyday
1. Invent a quote….clearly the most popular way to bullshit a paper, if you don’t have enough quotes, why not invent one? It’s worked for me on many papers in years past, especially that one time I lost my book last year, didn’t read The Crucible, and still got a perfect on the paper….hahahahahaha the introduction paragraph will come with the next post

sick of the system? Think that the system of three main points and five paragraphs was invented by some lowly opium addicted Chinamen(okay, that was a complete rip off….how to I cite that again….(Dodgeball, minute 45 of the film))….oh shit did I put that period in the right place? Is there a comma in between the writer and the page number? In reality, it doesn’t matter…that’s why I encourage you to use my Top 4 Ways That 95% of students at Baldwin High School bullshit their research papers(in descending order) on all of your research, senior, and book report projects…it’s a guaranteed ‘A’ whether you read the text or not….

your good friend
mh

in memory of james ferguson(aka fergy)

one of those days

quick rundown of school

1st pd - nothing important, i think a quiz on latin america
2nd pd - kondrot went psycho and i finished the 8th page of my epic tale....right
3rd pd - me and nayhouse attempted to improve the chat room but eventually we called over jarret(c++ god) and he gave us the actual 6 page program
4th pd - quiz on pepys diary owned me
5th pd - lunch, nothing great
6th pd - peer edit the scripts
7th pd - sister wendy video, i chose sleep
8th pd - finished the calculus review and i plan on getting nothing lower than 100% on the quiz tomorrow

after school i didn't even try to go to sleep, instead i watched this amateur bowling tournament and then talked online briefly with some people....anyways gerner called and asked if i wanted to play over stock's and i agreed....i dropped my brother off at practice then went over there...the first game was 10 and my defining hand came about an hour into the game...i looked down to find queens and raised, stock reraised, and i decided to raise once more....he immediatly said allin....i knew he had kings or aces but i had just invested about half my stack into the pot....so i went for it...he flipped over kings and i was a 4:1 dog but i rivered a straight for a terrible beat on stock...i ended up losing my money where i stupidly called an allin by holzer and then king moved allin behind me....king had under full and my str8 would have help up against holzer's trip queens....but that's how it goes....second game i disinigrated quickly and with 5 ppl left i basically said screw it....then a miracle rush came...bam, double up, and again, hit trip queens against nick and my q8 crushes his q7....then, another defining moment came....i looked at jko three handed with gerner and stock still left...flop is 10 q a and i bet 400, stock moves allin and i instantly call...he was upset that his a4o was no good....by then it was 1110 and i needed to leave so gerner and i(who i consider a tough player to play heads up against) decided to chop with me having prob. a 2:1 chip edge....

gg

mh

one of those days

i

the title refers to a very funny incident that happened in spanish...even if you don't take spanish/a foreign language this will be funny...so we have this girl(idk her real name, her spanish name is cecilia) who sits at the front of the class....i'd consider her "smart" rather than "intelligent", more like she reads a lot of books and gets smart...anyways, she sometimes stutters when she talks so senora asked her....something like....si fueras en un isla sola, que traerias...which translates into "if you were on an island alone, what would you bring"....so cecilia answers "un pene" where she meant to say "un peine" well if you don't know the difference "peine" is comb and "pene" is pen*s.....don't let anyone ever tell you that "i" doesn't make a difference....ha ha

anyways a quick rundown of weekend/day
weekend- friday i don't remember, i think i took my brother somewhere for baseball....saturday i bowled and then played basketball until after my parents left for my mom's bday dinner and didn't get back until 10 so my night was scratched...sunday i woke up and took my brother to deer lakes and he got like sixth in a finals which wasn't bad....

today
pd1 - group work on latin america in 20th century
pd2 - we were supposed to be working on our 5000 word adventure story but we got sidetracked into thinking of who would you rather be?(ex. napoleon bonnaparte or napoleon dynamite)
pd3 - c++ me and nayhouse are too sweet for sort programs so we set up our own "chat room" lol
pd4 - the man yount assigned the diary of samuel pepys which i have to read tom. cuz i didn't do it tonight
pd5 - lunch, nothing great to speak of except the confirmation that i destroyed the original "plan" but i managed to fix it
pd6 - my favourite class these days lol...senora constantly jokes with me about everything lol....i can only shake my head, laugh, and enjoy it
pd7 - me and booter sat back all period while i texted justov(faggot owes me money for that late book)
pd8 - calculus, finally we're doing something that i can easily do

after school i did my traditional hour of television until i got so tired...so i went up into my room and couldn't sleep(could be the sun) but i went outside and shot basketball then played a game and came inside and played poker....the rest of the night i spent lounging.....

so this is the plan....my past few entries i used writing satire to get out my hatred for quite a few things and now it's gone, it's all good....the plan for the rest of the year is to do things that i consider valuable/i need to do to graduate....as for baseball this year i will either play super colt or colt in baldwin for my last time ever...one way or another i will be having to get a job this summer(arg, another one?)....and it appears i'm not the only one who loves road trips as kazour mentioned senior trip to virginia beach/ocean city and a possibility of seeing the killers(sweet band) in cleveland....awesome, awesome(in karl geisler's words)

31 days of school left,
mh

side blog 1- the obliteration of the game

there are certain things that piss me off....this one that i'll discuss really kind of gets under my skin...
first of all i'd like to mention that i'm sick of getting two different stories from everything- the one that people tell me and then the one that is actually true....arg

anyways, this post concerns baseball...so i've gone to the last two of my brother's practices(actually the one today was a scrimmage, but that's beside the point)...and they have moved the bases, pitcher's mound, and fences back for 11-12 year olds....it might just be me, but how many kids that sign up to play in this age group really want to play cut throat baseball with leads, pickoff moves, and 70 feet to run to get to a base....ummmm about 15-20% of the kids and i bet that if they would have the chance to play the way the game is meant to be played they would realize....YOU ARE OBLITERATING THE GAME BY TAKING THE FUN AWAY FROM IT!!!!....arg arg....i'd just like to share my personal experiences with baseball and then maybe you can understand where i'm coming from...whenever i started out playing baseball at about 3 years old, i was a pretty good player....i developed into a very good pitcher by the time i was about 9....when i was 10 in a playoff game one time after my 3 innings of pitching our team was winning a playoff game 16-0 yet the next four kids managed to blow a 16 run lead....when i was 11 we played with the 60 foot bases, 46 foot mound, and stealing was allowed once the ball crossed the plate....it was a simple game, the way it should be for 11 and 12 year olds! anyways i played with a pretty decent team and we ended up winning the championship of all of baldwin(sbwaa, nb, b-w) and it was fun...the next year was even more fun...in my opinion i was the best pitcher in the league(every game i struck out at least 80% of the batters i faced) and we cruised to the championship....so im not here to say how sweet i am but to make a point...the game back then was F-U-N....then the fun suddenly stopped....the next two years with pony rules(similar to what they play now in 11-12) i had the worst time of my life...the last two years i would have quit baseball had it not been for the people(i left baldwin and played in squirrel hill) but nonetheless, i wasn't having much fun(except last year)...so it's simple...it's a proven fact that 70% of kids quit after they get to the 13-14 year old pony rules.....so do we have to ruin our national pastime even earlier for kids?

by the way, i may or may not play baseball this year....either way, i'm going to have F-U-N playing baseball if indeed i do...and if that means playing with the 15 and 16 year olds on a colt team, so be it....it'll be much more fun than playing with the cynical, egotistical bastards that reside in the upper echalante of the baseball world...

if i hurt your feelings, good....these are my thoughts, my opinions, and this is my blog, so if you don't like it, sweet....i encourage you to leave....

with much love,
mh

saddened

today might have been the longest day of my life(19 hours strong, right now)...so here's a quick rundown from what i can remember….

Pd1- test was only 10 points(wwtf?) and the question on south korea was so easy anyways
Pd2- wrote a story on boston’s comeback last year
Pd3- I continue to have no clue how to write a sort program
Pd4- pope’s biography(that’s Alexander pope, the satirist)
Pd5- lunch, normal(apparently I messed up the plan in homeroom and it took me about 3 hours to realize what the plan was)
Pd6- we did nothing cuz our script is sweet
Pd7- idk I didn’t do the homework that’s due tom. Though
Pd8- definite integrals, easy shtuff

After school I came home and played basketball, just shot for like an hour….then I was so tired but my brother and his friend ryan(who for whatever reason like lives at our house now) were in my room, so I just went to his….got a quick nap in, then dinner….and then the oc(it wasn’t that great, clearly a setup for what will be a sweet episode next week) and then afterwards for 3.5 hours I worked on my rough draft for English that’s due tomorrow….i was so pissed it took so long I didn’t even have time for a backgammon match, but maybe I’ll get to play tomorrow during school

In other news, I seem to be having a slightly better week…who knows, perhaps I can have a whole week where it’s all good….

La’chaim(to life in Hebrew, I think)
mh

the shning ray of hope

okay, i lied, there is no such thing as a shining ray of hope….a brief summary of what I did today

I woke up late as always and got ready real quick….
Pd1- idk, we’re like reviewing for the AP test that I’m not taking
Pd2- imaginative writing….the first of my satires was published
Pd3- c++ that I have absolutely no clue how to do
Pd4- a personal thanks to jonathan swift for making me not being able to eat my lunch next period
Pd5- lunch, same old
Pd6- our group’s taxi scene is hilarious(it goes something like this:
Carmen- cuanto cuesta esta monta?
Pedro- no va a costarte nada si haces las cosas correctas….
Carmen(corre) – yo he estado avercado!
Police- asi te gustaba?
Carmen- no me chocaba!)
Okay that’s enough since about two people will get what that actually says
Pd7- wow that class sucks…so boring
Pd8- calculus, finally we get back to real calculus(none of this graph shit)

I went home and slept for a period between 3.5-4 hours(it was so sweet) and woke up and found that I had dinner made…after food I played two games of basketball and then retreated inside about 8:30 and watched WPT from 9-11(I was highly disappointed that Matusow didn’t win, even though he’s got the biggest mouth ever, I feel like him lately in that he plays very well and catches a tough break) but some Spanish dude won the title and that was pretty sweet….the rest of the night, I really just sat around….and now it’s off to bed

mh

the eye of the storm

the post refers not only to my life in general but to my new obsession, backgammon....i figured that my bad luck in poker would surely go away...little did i know though that the roll of the dice in backgammon is sometimes much more harshly felt than the cards of poker....

so here’s the situation, for anyone who knows how to play backgammon…im in pretty much perfect position, all but two of my pips are stacked in spaces 1-6(home base) or in stack 7….so the bastard im playing has two pips in my home court as well, and he has to draw a perfect 4-3 combo to send one of my pips back to his home base….and sure enough, he draws f*cking 4-3(it has to be in that order or his pips in my base wouldn’t have been able to move against my stacks in 1-6) wtf AKFLSJDKLJDSKLJFDSKLJFSKLDJFSKLDJKLSDJKLFSDJKLFDJKLSFDJKLDSJKLSFDKJFSKLDJKLFSDJFDSKLJFDSKLJFKLDSJKLJFDSKLJDSLKJFLD….anyways fast forward ahead to the closing moments of the game, as I have played beautifully to put the score at 6-5 with all of my pips in positions 1-3 and his in 1-2…I draw 1-2, the worst combination at this point(a double or two higher rolled die would have secured victory), and to top it all off, he draws 4-4 giving him all but one to win…and of course I can’t draw a double to save my life…ajfdsljdslakjfdslkj….w/e

anyways, I haven’t much here to say except that im probably going to prom with someone that I’ll end up hating, but hey….ahhh ill shut up

gg(right)
mh

reflection

the last time that i updated this thing was exactly a week ago...ill try and recall what i did on each day, but more importantly is my comments at the end
saturday- went over bethanne's and had a blast...that's about all there was to it, it was so much fun lol....
sunday- it was easter and i got to see some of my older cousins that i never see(bar this time of year) and it was overall a good time and then we went to my other grandma's and visited them briefly
monday- i don't remember to tell you the truth....more than likely it entailed me staying up past four and getting up around 2
tuesday- first day back, all i can remember is that i had 4.5 hours of sleep...and i felt like a million bux(seriously)
wednesday- don't remember
thursday- nothing great to speak of....webpage after school was entertaining i suppose...plus everyone got a copy of my pulitzer prize winning story(rossi i am by no means racist, you had to read the whole story to get the jist(wtf i can't spell) of it)....afterwards i did...nothing i think(my memory is terrible)
yesterday(friday)- i actually played basketball for all the day and then later on was a pretty good time....i sojourned(wow im such a badass) over to steve's and i met his cousin, tom, and he there and then we went down to caste for bowling....well i wasn't really hungry but we were just chillin there with sarah z, justov, and ferg and i saw what i thought was a really hot girl walk into subway(the distance was about 400-500 feet) but my vision was clearly skewed...anyways at 10 promptly we walked into village lanes and then they tell us it costs 10 bux just to get in(WTF?!?)....i couldn't even get a deal from steve(other one) down there....AKFDSJALSDJSKLDAJSKLDJLFSDJLSDSLDJLSDJ is all i have to say about that.
today- woke up especially early because my mom felt that her hair appointment was much more important than my beauty rest....anyways we arrived at south hills especially early and sat around for about 35 min....zzzzzzz.....i ended up bowling terrible, maybe threw a 200(i don't really remember)...however, the people at that place piss me off...first off, dan niccolai needs to shut the hell up...all he was doin there was talking about how sweet it was for him to get high/drunk last night and how he was gonna get some kid to beat up tim mullen...seriously dude, nobody f*cking cares....anyways, i came home and nayhouse called and said he would be home from virginia soon, so he ended up coming over and we got a pizza, played pool, and then trekked(HOW SWEET AM I???) over to hrehas for poker....i ended up losing the main game b/c i had shitty cards all night and cass's 8's busted my deuces, gg

the title refers to my current thoughts....basically to sum it up i'm sick and tired of everyone looking out for themselves....WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO COMMRADERY, IT'S NO WONDER PEOPLE OUTSIDE OF OUR COUNTRY SEE US AS GREEDY LITTLE RICH BASTARDS, BECAUSE WE ARE....i've become so cynical lately...i guess it might be speaking from the kid that never had any money but my basic contempt for the pompousness of the rich just crawls into my veins and effervesces throughout my blood...next topic, the behavior of some people to speak of lately has just come to sicken me....ahhhh what is this world coming to....here's a basic list of my most hated things on this planet
-no respect for pre-established relationships
-those who blindly follow the cults(YES, that includes the gothic kids who claim to be rebelling from their parents by wearing colors that supposedly symbolize hell(on a second paranthethes note, i'd like to think that hell might be something more desirable such as the frozen lake mentioned in Dante's Inferno...lol))
-people doing well in school thinking that they're smart(okay sweet, you can memorize Mendeleev's Periodic Table, tell me how i can apply organic chemistry...?)
-high school students living their lives to get into college(this ranks extremely high up there with things that earn my contempt....seriously, you think that college professors or a future boss cares what you got on the SAT's or in AP English....NOOOOO! Because they know that 95% of the things that we learned in high school are crap and completely useless except in that little textbook of yours)
-the government(i can't really say that i'm either a republican or democrat but as long as george bush is putting my cousin's/family friend's lives on the line, I will completely hate Georgey)
-all this coverage about the pope/religious doctrine(oh, no...i said it! yes, i'm not going to stand there while 500 kids in rwanda are slaughtered and one man died...if my interpretation of the bible/christian doctrine is correct, aren't we all equal in god's eyes??? so if these news agencies are going to feed half their newscast to one man, shouldn't they write about that lonely churchgoer in brookline that died a peaceful death(this is supposed that we are all equal)...seriously, if the grand ayatullah of iran was dieing, would they spend hours covering how the World's population of 1 billion followers of Islam(roughly equivalent to the amount of catholics worldwide)....the answer is NO)

well to anyone still reading, you know how i truely feel about things i usually keep quite about,
mh