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wow, it has been so long since i have updated in here....really, i haven't written anything substantial that hasn't got erased by blogger in over four weeks....i guess i've kinda been leaving hanging the five people that read this blog lol....

i'm just going to shortly summarize the month of august, becuase it has been one of the busiest months of my life.

ocean city- all in all, fun times. i really caught a ton of waves this year and had some good fun with the family. It's ironic how you don't realize just how funny your parents are until you are with them and no one else for a week.

akron- Now that was an interesting experience. I went to two minor league games with the nayhouse's for a weekend. The first was at Mahoning Valley, OH, and the highlight of the night was the hundreds of beautiful, somewhat intelligent girls. Also, there was this black Ohio State fan in front of us who would get up and yell "Let's go Scrappers!" every 30 seconds. The second one was at Akron and the game was pretty good even though there weren't as many single girls there. The suite that we stayed in was grandiose and even though we were kicked out of it after the first night, we got two rooms for the second night, which was cool. I have to remind myself that Niles, OH is like the Kentucky Derby of single women.

cabin- I'm not even going into detail here. All I will say is a lot of alcohol and a cold swimming pool at 1:00 AM

There really has not been a dull day in the whole month of August. I've golfed at least 5 times, once with the Hrehas, two or three times with bradburn or nayhouse, and two or three times with the brother and dad. My game has improved significantly since the beginning of the year and I'm really feeling like I'm getting the hang of this game. Also, I'm working down at Ace Hardware with Dbone(Berman) and that is sweet because he loves to talk about bowling and make fun of this one chic named Mindy(or mandy, idk?) there. Today, I had my first set of college classes. My schedule is as follows:

Monday-
English 15- 12-1250
Stats- 1-150
Psychology- 2-250
Cinema Art- 3-450
Theory of Education- 6-850

that is one tough ass day

Wednesday-
English 15- 12-1250
Stats- 1-150
Psychology- 2-250
Cinema Art- 3-450

Friday-
English 15- 12-1250
Stats- 1-150
Psychology- 2-250

Otherwise, I work Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday, which has hestitantly forced me to give up bowling both Saturday and Sunday leagues. That really sucks. Two years in a row I've had to give up bowling for work.

Orientation on Monday really wasn't all that terrific. I met some kid named Stu and some girl named Ashley, but I had seen them both at the first orientation. I saw Chris Mesko, Bill Murphy, Erich Schleicher, Katie Scheuring, Steph Ritter, and Matt Radar so far. Today's classes were nothing special for sure. It was like an intensified boring state of high school minus all the awesome people. I started to think about it and I'm putting together a dream day from high school...this is only a rough draft.

Pd1 - Spanish I(9th)- for damon, the mexicans, and the spaniards
Pd2 - Gym(9th)- for marty henry, his "go go go go go mighty highlanders cheer", and for bro mccartney
Pd3- C++(12th) - for crazy eyed ellis, nayhouse doing all my programs, and all the great people
Pd4- Academic English IV(12th)- for yount dog, booter marvell, and the great poetry and plays
Pd5- Lunch(9th grade)- for community fry fridays, my great stories, and sprawls getting torn apart by gerner
Pd6- Algebra 2(10th)- for nick immekus not coming to class, paul neff's comments, and zegeer's quizzes
Pd7- Honors Chemistry(11th)- for david "the god" spahr, big louuuuuuuu, and kazour and masten verbally harassing each other
Pd8- AP United States History(11th)- wow, i can't pick just three things that happened there....how about booter's perfect score, booter's JFK drawing, fumu and PMF's, justov and the brooklyn bridge, Feldmeir and the Monroe Doctrine, Ashely Robinson and stuttering, Gruber and domination, Myself challening Gruber, Connor Nowalk sleeping, Geisler and "yesh, Pointsh for mashtery", Turban beating the clock....that was the greatest class i ever took, yes the hardest, but also my favorite.

Wow, that brings back a ton of memories. Haha, I love thinking about high school, especially APUS History, seeing as we were legends in that class. Our antics will live on forever. Room 234 treated us good, that's for sure. I just don't seeing that kind of thing happening in college. Yes, maybe it's time to grow up and become mature, but all I want to do is stay a kid for as long as I can. I was thinking yesterday about it and I thought, would you take another year in high school but in exchange you would have never made any of the memories in high school with the people that you did. That is a tough question to answer, but I knew right there that without the jokers that I hung out with in high school, it wouldn't have been fun at all. Enough said.

I guess you guys have been missing the poetry, eh? Here you go, this is from John Keats, enjoy.

La Belle Dame Sans Merci
By John Keats

O WHAT can ail thee, knight-at-arms,

Alone and palely loitering?

The sedge has wither’d from the lake,

And no birds sing.


II.O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms!
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So haggard and so woe-begone?

The squirrel’s granary is full,

And the harvest’s done.


III.I see a lily on thy brow

With anguish moist and fever dew,
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And on thy cheeks a fading rose

Fast withereth too.


IV.I met a lady in the meads,

Full beautiful—a faery’s child,

Her hair was long, her foot was light,
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And her eyes were wild.


V.I made a garland for her head,

And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;

She look’d at me as she did love,

And made sweet moan.
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VI.I set her on my pacing steed,

And nothing else saw all day long,

For sidelong would she bend, and sing

A faery’s song.


VII.She found me roots of relish sweet,
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And honey wild, and manna dew,

And sure in language strange she said—

“I love thee true.”


VIII.She took me to her elfin grot,

And there she wept, and sigh’d fill sore,
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And there I shut her wild wild eyes

With kisses four.


IX.And there she lulled me asleep,

And there I dream’d—Ah! woe betide!

The latest dream I ever dream’d
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On the cold hill’s side.


X.I saw pale kings and princes too,

Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;

They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci

Hath thee in thrall!”
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XI.I saw their starved lips in the gloam,

With horrid warning gaped wide,

And I awoke and found me here,

On the cold hill’s side.


XII.And this is why I sojourn here,
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Alone and palely loitering,

Though the sedge is wither’d from the lake,

And no birds sing.