Thought of the Day

If ignorance is bliss, I'd rather be in hell.

Turkeys!

On the morning of December 12, 2008 at 8:08 AM four turkey's crossed in front of my car. I did the responsible thing of speeding up while slamming on the horn. 2 of them successfully crosses the street. 1 jumped a little and made it. The other turkey which was directly in front of my car literally flew/jumped 11 feet in the air and I drove under it. I proceeded to shit bricks. Holy shit turkeys can fly.

A Little Clichè

Alright so this isn't something I would normally make into a blog entry, but I don't care today. So there is this girl that I'm dating and I'm hopelessly in love with her. Although I am frustrated at her awesomeness because I space out during important things because I am thinking about her so much. Actually I don't really mind too much because I can't think of a better way to spend my time (besides being with her). Well anyway I just wanted to write down how in love I am with her.

Surreal

I'm still afraid that today was just a dream and I'm going to wake up and nothing was real. Around 1 PM today I found out I was admitted to Bucknell, which I applied early decision. Then after school I spent an amazing rest of the day with my girlfriend, who I love dearly.

So Much Beauty in the World

"I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time. For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout Camp, watching falling stars. And yellow leaves, from the maple trees that lined our street. Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper. And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird. And Janie... and Janie. And... Carolyn. I guess I could be really pissed off about what happened to me, but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain. And I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday."

This is the end monologue of one of my favorite movies, American Beauty, I quoted a piece of it in my senior quote.

I've heard this and read it so many times and its almost brought me to tears, but today I sort of feel more of an understanding of it than ever before. At this moment right now I really do feel like there is just so much beauty in the world, everywhere I look. I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in or about to burst, like the quote says, but I can't do anything about it. Right now I don't want to let go of it; I don't really think I can even if I wanted to. So right now I am sitting in my chair at my computer screen in pain from how happy I am; although pain might not be the right word because I love it at the same time. Today was a wonderful day.

random fact

Scrabble is better without the words.

The Waiting Game

I applied ED to a certain college. I'm suppose to find out within one month of the deadline (November 15th). December 15th is approaching and everyday the waiting game is killing me more and more. I know its completely unreasonable to be so worried, and I know even if I don't get in, I'll go to a fantastic college. If it wasn't for my girlfriend I'd probably be institutionalized by now. I really hope I get in.

The way I look at it though, is if I don't get in then I'm not meant to be at that school, I'll just have to deal. It'll destroy my ego. That wouldn't be nice.

Disgrace to lyricists everywhere

A Milli by Lil'Wayne reached #6 on Billboard top 100 at one point this year. There is no God.
I will analyze this song. Since it's very well written and the lyrics are extremely complex. (Obviously sarcasm if couldn't tell)

Note: This song is written by a man who accidentally shot himself in the chest.

I'm a Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair,

• Clearly states that he is in fact a young money millionaire, he uses analogy between himself and the toughness of Nigerian hair. So far he has kept the rhyme scheme legitimate.
  

I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,

• I have interpreted this as "his ideas flow from his mind like menstruation through a pencil" a problem occurs because pencils are not hollow
• he might have a STD
  
• it seem he admits he doesn't write his own songs, he may in fact not know how to write...
  

And the almighty power of dat cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha f**k a copper,

• he's got a helicopter? names family members and insults the police, seems to be filler lyrics
  

Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,

• He plays his music very loud in his maserati, pussy poppin has no relevance
  

Tell the coppers... hahahaha you can't catch em, you can't stop em,
I go by them goon rules

• He doesn't follow the laws of the United States, i.e. he is a criminal
  

If you can't beat em then you prop em,
You can't man em then you mop em,
You can't stand em then you drop em,
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,

• Rhyming 'em with 'em 5 times is not a legitimate rhyme scheme
• He prefers Orville Redenbacher popcorn
  

[Verse 2:]
A million here a million there

• He knows where the money is at, a million is nothing to him
  

Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in her dariaire

• He likes cocaine addicted Italian woman
  

Like smokin the thinest air I open the Lamborghini

• He traded maserati for a Lamborghini which is has proceeded to hot box to the point where he can no longer breathe
  

Hopin them crackers see me like look at dat bastard Weezy
Hes a beast hes, a dog hes, a muthfukin problem

• The white man is jealous and afraid of Weezy's success
  

Ok your a goon but what's a goon to a goblin

• what's a criminal to another criminal
  

Nothin nothin you ain't scarin nothin

• rhyming nothin' with nothin' does not count as rhyming
  

On some faggot bullshit call em dennis rodman
Call me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's private damn I hate a shy Bitch
Don't u hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy bitch
And she ain't shy nomore she changed her name to My bitch
Yea nigga that's my bitch so when she ask for the Money when you through don't be surprised bitch

• He uses a Sidekick because that what all the "goon's" use, but doesn't answer the phone if it's a private number
• Again! Rhyming bitch with bitch is NOT A LEGITIMATE RHYME SCHEME
• it is clear that he does in fact hate those "shy bitches"
• He performed oral sex on a "shy bitch"
• Thus causing her to no longer be shy
• She is now "his bitch"
• She was actually a prostitute, but he got her for free, other guys won't
  

It ain't trickin if u got it
But u like a bitch with no ass u ain't got shit

• He uses a simile that implies if a girl does not have an ass she has no value to any man
  

Muthafuka I'm ill not sick

• He makes it clear that he is in fact ILL, rather than SICK.
  

And I'm ok but my watch sick
Yea my drop sick
Yea my glock sick

• Obviously he does not care about legitimate rhyming
• He has a nice watch
• Also he has a nice gun (most likely an unregistered firearm)
  

And my knot thick

• Does he mean he has a penis with large girth?
  

Im it

Muthafuka I'm ill...

• Don't forget that he is ILL
  

[Verse 3:]
They say I'm rappin like BIG, jay, and tupac
Andre 3000 where is eryka badu at
Who dat
Who dat said dey gon beat lil wayne

• He is better than all the other rap artists
  

My name ain't Bic but I keep dat flame man

• He is not a Bic lighter, but he is quite popular
  

Who dat one dat do dat boy ya knew dat tru da Swallow
And I be da shit now u got loose bowels

• He is your Shit
• His music will cause you to defecate
  

I don't O U like two vowels

• He doesn't owe anyone anything, including in a game of Scrabble
  

But I would like for u to pay me by the hOUr
And I'd rather be pushin flowers
Then to be in the pen sharin showers

• He would rather be dead, than be in jail
  

Tony told us this world was ours

• Scarface reference
  

And the bible told us every girl was sour
Don't play in her garden and don't smell her flower

• The bible tells us not to have sex ever.
  

Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower

• Please refer to him as Mr. Lawn Mower, a nickname he picked up while mowing lawns in the south bronx
  

Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she could'nt doubt me

• He often has sex with many women, even Gwen Stefani
  

Muthafuka I say life ain't shit without me

• He is life
  

Chrome lips pokin out the coupe look like it's poutin
I do what I do and u do what u can do about it
Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a mountian

• He deals drugs, specifically crack. He is successful at it
• He has chrome rims on his car
  

Dare me
Don't u compare me cause there ain't nobody near me They don't see but they hear me
They don't feel me but they fear me I'm illi

• Ending the song by rhyming me with me 4 times, another insult to lyricists everywhere.
• He confirms he is ILL, but says illi to relate to the large sum of capital he gains

This song is an insult not just to song writers and to music itself.

Comedic Genius?

This will be a quick post. In my government class most of the time is spent being told that we don't know anything, that we're retarded and being deaded (no no, you're right, i understand what you mean, but you're wrong). Sometimes moments in his class are priceless couldn't have been scripted better. It has come to my attention that my teacher may in fact be a comedic genius who sets up these situations on purpose. I'm beginning become in awe of him.

[The problem is we aren't being taught anything, we're just being entertained]

Impatience

Right I am waiting for my dad to give me documents to go deliver. Soooooo frustrating all want to do right now is play guitar and talk to Maggie, although talking to Maggie takes top priority.
Well today I got 3 hours of sleep because of my horrible procrastination habits. I had lot of coffee so that helped.
Christmas break is about three weeks away, but there is an even more important event next Monday and not just the Immaculate Conception* (which I previously had as the Annunciation, my bad) and I am determined to make it extra special. Right now I am thinking large amounts of cocaine and methamphetamines.

*event of lesser importance on this day

P.S.
I am AMPED for Christmas!

Thingking again

Here's a quick list of thought, which I enjoy writing and might continue.

1. I'm really enjoying everything right now
2. Recently I look like a lumberjack
3. Hurray Christmas music!!!
4. Do I look like a slut?
   
5. Tickle fights are fun (even when I am trapped)
   

werd

Three things I thought should be written down:

1. This morning was the best waking up ever (there is definitely a better way to word that, but you know what I mean).
   
2. My girlfriend is so pretty.
3. My glasses were under the couch.
   

Note: I am terrible at scrabble.

Praise Jesus

Some Christian rock bands are pretty damn good. [relient k]

Bloob

So I saw the movie Twlight, I didn't really want to see it, but I wanted to be with my girlfriend and our friends. Anyway it was pretty bad, full of awkward moments and creepy rapist dialogues that seemed to try to be romantic. The one good thing about the movie was the song that played for the credits, which was 15 Steps by Radiohead and now I'm listening to Radiohead a lot more. werd

Scientific facts: Googol is 10^100, Googolplex is 10^googol, therefore my colleagues and I have formulated the number Bloob which is 10^Googolplex, (followed by Frog which is googol^googolplex)

a cold steel rail

Today happens to just be one of those days, you know, those days were you feel down, but there is every reason for you to feel up. I am happy, but I'm sad too, it's weird, maybe it has something to do with me feeling kinda sick, which is discouraging. I like fall and winter; I like the cold, but it gets dark too early. At least it was sunny today, but I was inside too much , alone, well not really alone, but I needed to be outside more.
The thing is last night was just a really nice night spent with my girlfriend, I kinda wish every night could be like that. I wish I had a better way to describe it. When I think back to last night I'm really happy, but when I stop thinking about it I feel a sense of apathy and I feel sad, sad isn't the right word, but I'll say I was sad. I just needed to write this down.

"Don't know whether or not

how sad i just got
was of my own volition
or it I'm just missing the sun"
-Relient K

a new club

Inferno40522 (10:15:35 PM): i want to start a new club at iona

Foomin The Great (10:15:57 PM): what about?

Inferno40522 (10:16:22 PM): demon slaying

Foomin The Great (10:16:27 PM): WIN

Foomin The Great (10:16:31 PM): i will join

Inferno40522 (10:16:35 PM): or just fighting the forces of evil

Foomin The Great (10:16:42 PM): that will work equally well

Inferno40522 (10:17:26 PM): http://www.fvza.org/history1.html

Inferno40522 (10:22:50 PM): have you ever seen this website

Foomin The Great (10:22:56 PM): yes

Foomin The Great (10:23:01 PM): abotu 12 seconds ago

Foomin The Great (10:23:05 PM): this is amazing

Inferno40522 (10:23:14 PM): haha im so happy i remember it

Foomin The Great (10:23:18 PM): the weapons page is sick

Inferno40522 (10:26:02 PM): the undead don't play fair

Inferno40522 (10:26:05 PM): neither should you

Foomin The Great (10:26:27 PM): haha

Inferno40522 (10:26:58 PM): improvised is awesome

Inferno40522 (10:30:33 PM): so that is the club we are starting

Foomin The Great (10:30:47 PM): yes

Foomin The Great (10:30:48 PM): yes

Foomin The Great (10:30:50 PM): yes

Foomin The Great (10:30:58 PM): mr eaton would totally be our moderator

Foomin The Great (10:31:10 PM): i can see him kicking zombie ass

Foomin The Great (10:31:16 PM): in his comanche outfit and shit

Foomin The Great (10:31:22 PM): grenades and all that

Foomin The Great (10:31:27 PM): war cries

Inferno40522 (10:31:47 PM): we'll call it the Knights of Khrist Klub

Foomin The Great (10:32:03 PM): i love it

Foomin The Great (10:32:05 PM): KKK for short

Inferno40522 (10:32:09 PM): yes

Inferno40522 (10:32:27 PM): KCC doesnt sounds to bad either

Inferno40522 (10:33:15 PM): imagine if we named it something like what we would be doing

Inferno40522 (10:33:26 PM): like the Van Helsing Society

Foomin The Great (10:33:30 PM): DUDE

Foomin The Great (10:33:32 PM): YES

Foomin The Great (10:33:37 PM): EPIC WIN

Inferno40522 (10:33:39 PM): yes

Inferno40522 (10:33:58 PM): that would sound awesome over the annoucements

Foomin The Great (10:34:46 PM): "the Van Helsing Society will be meeting today in room 207. we will be discussion how the hell to pay for those awesome spinny blades."

Inferno40522 (10:35:29 PM): hahaha

Inferno40522 (10:36:20 PM): today we will be discussing improvised weaponry, please come with suggestions

Foomin The Great (10:36:31 PM): haha

Foomin The Great (10:36:41 PM): and/or examples/prototypes

Inferno40522 (10:38:57 PM): the Van Helsing Society will be meeting next Tuesday night the 25 at asihgoisdj Grave Yard on North Avenue for practice, busing will be provided from iona, machetes can be rented at the Gael HOuse

Foomin The Great (10:39:24 PM): lol, matches can be rented

Inferno40522 (10:39:52 PM): dont forget to pick up your weapons cache from the gael house

Foomin The Great (10:40:22 PM): please provide your own napalm

Inferno40522 (10:40:55 PM): epic win?

Foomin The Great (10:41:06 PM): epic win.

Inferno40522 (10:41:16 PM): we must inform others

Inferno40522 (10:44:35 PM): to my blog!

Foomin The Great (10:44:42 PM): you has a blog?

Music

Music is the most pure and effective way to express yourself.

Words are finite organs of the infinite mind. They cannot cover the dimensions of what is in truth. They break, chop, and impoverish it.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

I would say that music is the easiest means in which to express, but since words are my talent, I must try to express clumsily in words what the pure music would have done better.
- William Faulkner

If only I were a musician...

now

Well, this is my first entry. I need to put some thoughts on paper so I don't forget them. Hopefully someone will get something out of reading this besides me. I'm writing to you and whether you know me or not because there is someone out there who shares these memories with you, whether or not I have a specific person in mind doesn't make a difference; I believe similar feelings are experienced with at least one person in your life. Thats how I want this to be read.

Right now I am trying to take things as them come. A lot of people around me are worrying about all the changes that will happen next year, how different each of our worlds will be, who will still be there, who won't. Things change and we should not hold it against someone for losing touch. You part ways, its not that you didn't care for each other, there is only so much time we have and its really not that much. By no means am I saying don't keep in touch with people, I know I will, but if it does not happen, I won't be upset because I know I enjoyed the time we did spend together and thats what matters. At least that what matters to me.

The point I am trying to get at is: enjoy now, this moment, right here because thats really all we have. What is important is that we have each other now, that we care about each other now, we laugh together now, we cry together now. If things are different tomorrow, then so be it, but I can't let that take away from the joy we had then, it was then we were happy, and our lives connected then, and thats what we had and I'm glad we had it. And if tomorrow you're gone I'll miss you, but if thats the way its going to be, then I'm going to look back and be glad about what we had then and how much it meant to us.

"The roses under my window make no reference to former roses or better ones; they are what they are; they exist with God today. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson