So a lot has been happening with me since I got back to Arlington. Let me touch on the major points.
I've helped Kristen move into her new house. It is a very nice house, too, if I do say so myself. I wish I had a house like that.
Speaking of which... the recent rulings from the Parental Consummate have blocked all aid that would go towards my owing an apartment next year. That, and a direct order denying me access to apartments next year. During the summer however... the Parentals will have to get back to me on that. It is still likely I will live in an apartment over the summer.
So, I've also lost a lot of weight and gained some muscle mass with all the moving these past few weeks.
Classes, you ask? Well, music is a total breeze, the professor said I didn't even need to show up. History may be tricky, only because the tests consist of two essays, and I hate writing history essays. But it's all stuff I know already. I have to take the same exact math class over again, which I am extremely disgusted with. The bright side is, I already have my notes, and have already received a 100% on my first quiz in precal. English is dull, but easy. I guess it could be worse. Programming is my hard class this year. It's all kinds of new material, with homework that takes two weeks to complete, in a new format. Grooooaaaan!
Now on to the fun.
Explorers is really picking up. I was simultaneously appointed Super Administrator and Administrator of the website (www.apdexplorers.com) and the forum (www.apdexplorers.com/phpBB2), respectively. With the help of Kristen and her dad, I redid the website so now it looks all awesome and everything. I'm very proud of it. And then even more good news - I was placed on the competition team for Explorers this year! YES!
Building searches last night was a ton of fun, too, although we had to respond to the WEIRDEST call I've ever done a building search for:
Alarm company reported motion alarm triggered in girl's locker room at school... then the power went out. So we responded and raided the girl's locker room in the dark, finding two men there, one of which was armed with a handgun. The team is doing ok, we just need to work out some communication issues. I think we're gonna rock!
Anyways, I'm just biding my time until Kristen can get her license, because I'm stuck. Without a car, I need money to see her. In order to get money, I need a job. In order to get a job, I need a car. In order to get a car... I need the Parentals to give me one. Which won't happen until after this semester. GARGH! So it's up to Kristen now. And, speaking of the beautiful one, our four-month anniversary was on the 29th, and we're gonna celebrate with a big fancy fondue dinner this weekend.... after she gets her license. Poor Kristen, all this pressure.
But I am kinda stoked -- lot on my plate now. My '24' DVD will arrive soon, Vanguard: Saga of Heroes was just released, gonna see a funny movie this Friday, probably, Kristen will get her license this weekend, and -- best of all -- I get to have a fancy dinner date with her this weekend.
....I just gotta get this crap homework out of the way, first. Wait, I'm not done yet, I've saved the best story for last!
Jeff nearly killed a hobo. And I'm not even kidding. And by 'killed,' I of course mean 'destroyed.' See, we were speeding down the street, with Jeff driving, and me and Kristen in the car. It was night, and we were hungry. That's when I see an old, fat, obviously homeless woman slowly pushing an old-fashioned baby carriage across the road. It's apparent she doesn't even realize the danger she's in. It was very creepy... a classic scene from a horror movie... especially since I was the only one that saw her. We were 100 feet away at that point, and closing fast.
I start screaming "STOP! STOP! STOP!", as horrible visions of a body flying through the windshield flashed through my head. Jeff didn't stop. He didn't see the woman.
Not until 6 inches away...
...where he hit the horn and swerved around her, blowing past her at highway speeds mere inches from her. I was terrified about the health hazards hitting a large woman at such speeds posed to US. Kristen was afraid of slamming into the baby carriage and killing the baby. Jeff wasn't really afraid, he was angry. He now has a vendetta against all hobos. He regrets not being able to stop and beat the crap out of the woman as punishment for her dangerous level of stupidity in public.
I'm glad nobody got hurt.
But man was that scary!
Ok, kids, get back to work. That's all the fun for now.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
A New Home
A message for everyone in Arizona
So I'll be heading to my new home... ARLINGTON, TEXAS... on Friday afternoon. I'll get there Friday night. Shocked, right? Yeah, so is everyone else.
My family is pretty bummed that I'm moving out for real this time. My AZ friends were pretty much outraged. "That's stupid!" They said. "That's gay!" They screamed. They called me every name in the book in reference to my decision. But in the end, that's all it is. My decision. All I want to do is make people happy. And I try my hardest to do that every day. And I feel bad when they make it seem like I'm doing the opposite by leaving. But that's just it -- I'm leaving.
All my life I've been telling everyone how I want to get out, how I want to have an adventure, live my life like it was actually MINE. And this seems like a childish rant right now... and I just realized something: It is. But it's only childish in it's stubbornness and its simplicity.
Nobody understood it.
How can I make it any clearer? My home is in Arlington. I'm getting an education there. I fell in love there. I already have more of a life after four months there than I could ever have hoped for in Arizona. I am so disgusted with the way everything worked there, and I only have one regret:
That my friends there weren't more accepting of my decision to leave. It's not like I'm dying. It's not like I'm shutting them out. I love them, I really do. I just hate where they are. Guys, if you're reading this... I'm sorry. I'm moving out. And nobody says it better than Crossfade. Click the link above if you'd like to hear the theme song for my life right now.
To sum it up: For all of you who still think my home is in Arizona, I'm never coming home.
Because it's not my home. Arlington is.
So I'll be heading to my new home... ARLINGTON, TEXAS... on Friday afternoon. I'll get there Friday night. Shocked, right? Yeah, so is everyone else.
My family is pretty bummed that I'm moving out for real this time. My AZ friends were pretty much outraged. "That's stupid!" They said. "That's gay!" They screamed. They called me every name in the book in reference to my decision. But in the end, that's all it is. My decision. All I want to do is make people happy. And I try my hardest to do that every day. And I feel bad when they make it seem like I'm doing the opposite by leaving. But that's just it -- I'm leaving.
All my life I've been telling everyone how I want to get out, how I want to have an adventure, live my life like it was actually MINE. And this seems like a childish rant right now... and I just realized something: It is. But it's only childish in it's stubbornness and its simplicity.
Nobody understood it.
How can I make it any clearer? My home is in Arlington. I'm getting an education there. I fell in love there. I already have more of a life after four months there than I could ever have hoped for in Arizona. I am so disgusted with the way everything worked there, and I only have one regret:
That my friends there weren't more accepting of my decision to leave. It's not like I'm dying. It's not like I'm shutting them out. I love them, I really do. I just hate where they are. Guys, if you're reading this... I'm sorry. I'm moving out. And nobody says it better than Crossfade. Click the link above if you'd like to hear the theme song for my life right now.
To sum it up: For all of you who still think my home is in Arizona, I'm never coming home.
Because it's not my home. Arlington is.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Errata
The Israeli Knesset has finally reached a decision. Rabbi Elizer here is photographed shouting "HOOK 'EM, HORNS!" Heh, just thought that was pretty funny.But also, in terms of breaking news, three important things have happened.
1) Went to Taekwondo on Thursday to see my master, who looks awesome in his new gold uniform. Trained, and relearned my entire black belt form. That was cool.
2) Going back to Taekwondo tonight for some sparring. It's gonna rock.
3) I found a picture of the prettiest girl in the world. Check it out:
So unbelievably gorgeous! Zowie!Ok, that was fun. Stay safe out there, kids. Don't... uh... eh, I don't care. I'm gonna go have lunch now.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Latest Accomplishments
So I went to the dentist today, and who calls? Jeff calls. I'm like "Hey, this is cool. He's bored, I'm bored..." And then the nurse smacks me and makes me get off. Poor Jeff. He had a few choice words for the nurse. And then my mouth got assaulted. Meh. I hate fluoride.
And then Steve and Mike came over, and after having some Taco Bell, we decided to dig out the old potato cannon from my shed. Steve, my dad, and I built that thing a few years back one summer. It's about five and a half feet long, and has a two-inch diameter barrel. It's wrapped in duct tape for protection, and also has a large battery taped to it. There are two screws drilled into the firing chamber of the cannon, connected via wire to both terminals on the battery. The two wires also run out about twenty feet and are attached to the trigger. You press the button to arm it, and release the button to close the switch, which creates a large electrical spark in the firing chamber. You stuff a potato (you can get 90% of your average potato in the barrel) down the barrel first, and then you spray copious amounts of hairspray into the chamber, and screw the breach on, creating an airtight environment that is 30% oxygen and 70% hairspray. When it's all ready to go, you hit the trigger and then BLAM! It fires like a real cannon, getting at least 500 yards of distance in ideal conditions.
We fired three potatoes into the desert. The fourth and final potato was aimed at a saguaro... hit it dead-on, and potato bits went everywhere. Not even a dent in the cactus. Mike then had fun with the hairspray before we went home to...
...me cooking dinner. Yep, I can now make food. Roasted chicken breast in an apricot-barbecue glaze, lightly seasoned, served with sour cream and chives mashed potatoes (no relation to the cannon fun earlier) and veggies. Nobody died. In fact, it was really tender and flavorful. The portions were thin due to Steve and Mike staying for dinner, but other than that, it was 100% successful!
I miss Kristen.
And then Steve and Mike came over, and after having some Taco Bell, we decided to dig out the old potato cannon from my shed. Steve, my dad, and I built that thing a few years back one summer. It's about five and a half feet long, and has a two-inch diameter barrel. It's wrapped in duct tape for protection, and also has a large battery taped to it. There are two screws drilled into the firing chamber of the cannon, connected via wire to both terminals on the battery. The two wires also run out about twenty feet and are attached to the trigger. You press the button to arm it, and release the button to close the switch, which creates a large electrical spark in the firing chamber. You stuff a potato (you can get 90% of your average potato in the barrel) down the barrel first, and then you spray copious amounts of hairspray into the chamber, and screw the breach on, creating an airtight environment that is 30% oxygen and 70% hairspray. When it's all ready to go, you hit the trigger and then BLAM! It fires like a real cannon, getting at least 500 yards of distance in ideal conditions.
We fired three potatoes into the desert. The fourth and final potato was aimed at a saguaro... hit it dead-on, and potato bits went everywhere. Not even a dent in the cactus. Mike then had fun with the hairspray before we went home to...
...me cooking dinner. Yep, I can now make food. Roasted chicken breast in an apricot-barbecue glaze, lightly seasoned, served with sour cream and chives mashed potatoes (no relation to the cannon fun earlier) and veggies. Nobody died. In fact, it was really tender and flavorful. The portions were thin due to Steve and Mike staying for dinner, but other than that, it was 100% successful!
I miss Kristen.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Just What the Hell Happened in 2006?
January
Nothing too terribly interesting happened here. I began the year still working with Data Doctors, and still going to high school. I had just received notice of my scholarship from UTA, and was now telling everyone that THAT was where I was going for college. Joined the production crew of "Clinton Nicely" as an editor.
February
Work really began on the movie "Clinton Nicely." As more and more film came in, I did more and more editing for them. Also began trying to re-re-re-re-reproduce the music video for Dizzle Robizzle's "Slam Dunk," after being sabotaged each time. I "tweaked" one of the school computers in order to maintain a secure environment for myself and my work. Despite the fact that people found out, they couldn't crack it.
March
Senioritis hits its HARDEST. Lucky for me, I hardly have school work to be doing. I continue attempting to restart the music video production, but get sidetracked with "Clinton Nicely." The lead actor, Taylor, quits, leaving the director without a break dancer for the movie. Thus, not only am I promoted to Chief Editor, but I am hired on as lead actor and must quickly learn to breakdance. I do not learn. We decide we will have to improvise.
April
I turned 18, and had quite the embarrassing birthday party with a risque belly dancer in front of my family and friends. Gah! "Clinton Nicely" is finished filming and the final touches are being made. It is now a sophomoric comedy about a kid who can't fight, a kid who can't dance, a kid who can't hold an accent, a bully, and a hot girl. The music video is produced in one week, and both the movie and the music video are released at the end of April with much success, however they were not accepted at the horrible film festival. Good. I begin going to late movies every night with my friends, and more LAN parties, etc etc. By now, I've also been promoted to corporal with the Oro Valley Police Explorers. Hooray, I think?
May
I graduated from IRHS in the top 10%, I'm already sick of answering "So where are you planning on going to college? Have you thought about a major yet?" UTA, and yes, software engineering. Right after graduation, my family and I went on a cruise to Alaska (and Canada). Turns out, Hannah, that they are different places ;)
Had a lot of fun doing that, and then began my summer activities, including training for the Explorer competition. Stopped working for Data Doctors, as my internship was done and they had no room to hire me on... got a job selling Cutco Knives.
June
Stopped working for Vector, as it was a crappy pyramid scam, and was happier, but had a thorough knowledge of knives and stuff. Went to San Diego with family and Steve, and that was pretty durn fun! JET SKIING FOR THE WIN!
July
This was a busy one. It started off with the 2006 National Law Enforcement Explorer Conference in Flagstaff, Arizona. I know my team rocked their world, and we had tons of fun (and way more uphill walking than should be considered healthy.) We didn't win anything, but I still blame that on my sergeant's mistaking the head judge's gender out loud. Good times, though. Raided a dorm-room meth store, fought off an enormous linebacker, and then gave a completely adlibbed presentation on crime prevention... all to tremendous praise.
Then Israel became understandably upset when Lebanon captured two IDF soldiers. Here's how that went down:
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, please.
Lebanon: No.
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, or we will level your cities.
Lebanon: You're bluffing.
*Israel levels some of Lebanon's cities*
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, please.
Lebanon: No!
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, or we will once again bomb the crap out of your country.
Lebanon: You're bluffing.
*Israel bombs the crap out of Lebanon. No place is safe.*
Israel: Please give us back our soldiers, now.
Lebanon: Ok, you can have one. But you don't get the other until you release 400,000 prisoners that are undoubtedly connected to terrorism and war, and probably work for our corrupted terrorist government.
Israel: You do not make the demands, we do. And we say that if you do not give us back our soldier, we will destroy you.
Lebanon: You're bluffing.
World: LEBANON, YOU FREAKING IDIOT. ISRAEL DOES NOT BLUFF! GIVE THEM BACK THEIR FREAKING SOLDIER!
Israel finally withdrew, since there was nothing left to bomb and Lebanon was still being a moron, and terrorists occasionally fire rockets into Israel, injuring sheep and camels and breaking farm fences.
Toured UTA, fell in love with it. Dealt with a gas leak in the Texas summer heat... fun.
August
Went to UTA, and oh how I love it! Played volleyball, made lots of friends, have a cool roommate... just awesome awesome awesome, and fun fun fun!
September
The best year of my life so far. Kept making tons of awesome friends, really settled down into a routine at college, played mud volleyball, joined the Arlington Police Explorers and Gamers on Campus... and then on September 29 I started dating the love of my life. Hi Kristen!
October
Halloween makes everything crazier, worked in a haunted house thing as a pirate from hell on the hay ride... Began struggling in some of my classes, spending money for rides... and I'm so glad Kristen was with me through all this... because then my Grandma passed away. I was able to tell her I loved her with all my heart one last time, though. And I know she's in heaven smiling down on me right now. Thank you, for everyone who stayed with me... I really needed that.
November
Started working HARD, started making progress in my classes... went to AZ for a week, and realized how hard it was without Kristen... other than that, nothing interesting happened here.
December
Well, despite my best efforts... got a 2.7GPA, blah! I still love college. I resolved to get an apartment in Arlington over the summer, had to spend the holidays without Kristen (which just about killed us), was informed that the advisors of the Oro Valley Police Explorers no longer want me... though they haven't actually kicked me out yet, nor have I resigned. Saddam was hanged, but we're still in Iraq... damn you, Bush. Damn all you ignorant terrorists, too. So now I'm hooked on '24' and 'CSI', my friends hate me for wanting to move to Texas, I hate the fact that my parents still control my life...
But I'm still smiling. Why? I'll do better at UTA, I still have tons of friends there who help me out, I still love Kristen and she still loves me...
...and 2007 is going to be the best year yet. That is MY resolution for YOU.
Nothing too terribly interesting happened here. I began the year still working with Data Doctors, and still going to high school. I had just received notice of my scholarship from UTA, and was now telling everyone that THAT was where I was going for college. Joined the production crew of "Clinton Nicely" as an editor.
February
Work really began on the movie "Clinton Nicely." As more and more film came in, I did more and more editing for them. Also began trying to re-re-re-re-reproduce the music video for Dizzle Robizzle's "Slam Dunk," after being sabotaged each time. I "tweaked" one of the school computers in order to maintain a secure environment for myself and my work. Despite the fact that people found out, they couldn't crack it.
March
Senioritis hits its HARDEST. Lucky for me, I hardly have school work to be doing. I continue attempting to restart the music video production, but get sidetracked with "Clinton Nicely." The lead actor, Taylor, quits, leaving the director without a break dancer for the movie. Thus, not only am I promoted to Chief Editor, but I am hired on as lead actor and must quickly learn to breakdance. I do not learn. We decide we will have to improvise.
April
I turned 18, and had quite the embarrassing birthday party with a risque belly dancer in front of my family and friends. Gah! "Clinton Nicely" is finished filming and the final touches are being made. It is now a sophomoric comedy about a kid who can't fight, a kid who can't dance, a kid who can't hold an accent, a bully, and a hot girl. The music video is produced in one week, and both the movie and the music video are released at the end of April with much success, however they were not accepted at the horrible film festival. Good. I begin going to late movies every night with my friends, and more LAN parties, etc etc. By now, I've also been promoted to corporal with the Oro Valley Police Explorers. Hooray, I think?
May
I graduated from IRHS in the top 10%, I'm already sick of answering "So where are you planning on going to college? Have you thought about a major yet?" UTA, and yes, software engineering. Right after graduation, my family and I went on a cruise to Alaska (and Canada). Turns out, Hannah, that they are different places ;)
Had a lot of fun doing that, and then began my summer activities, including training for the Explorer competition. Stopped working for Data Doctors, as my internship was done and they had no room to hire me on... got a job selling Cutco Knives.
June
Stopped working for Vector, as it was a crappy pyramid scam, and was happier, but had a thorough knowledge of knives and stuff. Went to San Diego with family and Steve, and that was pretty durn fun! JET SKIING FOR THE WIN!
July
This was a busy one. It started off with the 2006 National Law Enforcement Explorer Conference in Flagstaff, Arizona. I know my team rocked their world, and we had tons of fun (and way more uphill walking than should be considered healthy.) We didn't win anything, but I still blame that on my sergeant's mistaking the head judge's gender out loud. Good times, though. Raided a dorm-room meth store, fought off an enormous linebacker, and then gave a completely adlibbed presentation on crime prevention... all to tremendous praise.
Then Israel became understandably upset when Lebanon captured two IDF soldiers. Here's how that went down:
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, please.
Lebanon: No.
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, or we will level your cities.
Lebanon: You're bluffing.
*Israel levels some of Lebanon's cities*
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, please.
Lebanon: No!
Israel: Give us back our soldiers, or we will once again bomb the crap out of your country.
Lebanon: You're bluffing.
*Israel bombs the crap out of Lebanon. No place is safe.*
Israel: Please give us back our soldiers, now.
Lebanon: Ok, you can have one. But you don't get the other until you release 400,000 prisoners that are undoubtedly connected to terrorism and war, and probably work for our corrupted terrorist government.
Israel: You do not make the demands, we do. And we say that if you do not give us back our soldier, we will destroy you.
Lebanon: You're bluffing.
World: LEBANON, YOU FREAKING IDIOT. ISRAEL DOES NOT BLUFF! GIVE THEM BACK THEIR FREAKING SOLDIER!
Israel finally withdrew, since there was nothing left to bomb and Lebanon was still being a moron, and terrorists occasionally fire rockets into Israel, injuring sheep and camels and breaking farm fences.
Toured UTA, fell in love with it. Dealt with a gas leak in the Texas summer heat... fun.
August
Went to UTA, and oh how I love it! Played volleyball, made lots of friends, have a cool roommate... just awesome awesome awesome, and fun fun fun!
September
The best year of my life so far. Kept making tons of awesome friends, really settled down into a routine at college, played mud volleyball, joined the Arlington Police Explorers and Gamers on Campus... and then on September 29 I started dating the love of my life. Hi Kristen!
October
Halloween makes everything crazier, worked in a haunted house thing as a pirate from hell on the hay ride... Began struggling in some of my classes, spending money for rides... and I'm so glad Kristen was with me through all this... because then my Grandma passed away. I was able to tell her I loved her with all my heart one last time, though. And I know she's in heaven smiling down on me right now. Thank you, for everyone who stayed with me... I really needed that.
November
Started working HARD, started making progress in my classes... went to AZ for a week, and realized how hard it was without Kristen... other than that, nothing interesting happened here.
December
Well, despite my best efforts... got a 2.7GPA, blah! I still love college. I resolved to get an apartment in Arlington over the summer, had to spend the holidays without Kristen (which just about killed us), was informed that the advisors of the Oro Valley Police Explorers no longer want me... though they haven't actually kicked me out yet, nor have I resigned. Saddam was hanged, but we're still in Iraq... damn you, Bush. Damn all you ignorant terrorists, too. So now I'm hooked on '24' and 'CSI', my friends hate me for wanting to move to Texas, I hate the fact that my parents still control my life...
But I'm still smiling. Why? I'll do better at UTA, I still have tons of friends there who help me out, I still love Kristen and she still loves me...
...and 2007 is going to be the best year yet. That is MY resolution for YOU.
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