I was a superhero today. Well i mean, i am EVERYDAY. It's like my job and stuff. But i dressed up like one today, i had blue tights, a shirt with SGM's symbol on it, a cape and a ninja headband. Cool right? Yeah man. It's homecoming week, and it was superhero day, i was about the ONLY kid in the entire school to dress up. Lol it was great. Tomorrows 70's day, so i'm pumped for that, because i can totally fro it out :) woot. Oh man, we started Proofs in geometry today. It was crazy stuff. I don't think i'm gonna take a liking to these. Remeberin all these postulates and properties does not seem like my thang. But hey ya gotta do whatchya gotta do. OH, i also played my first HIGHSCHOOL hockey game. Exciting right? Yeaaaaah i scored a goal too! WOOO. I was pretty pumped. Lol well i geuss that's all the good news i've got to bring for this time. Tune in next time.
-Jacob
Monday, September 29, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Bored.
Random/Callie/French Class/Erika
These were the topics brought to my attention when i posted a bulletin on Myspace about what i should blog about. What i thought of on my own, was a story consisting of mutant banana peals overtaking a grocery store. Honestly, i think my idea was better than all theirs. Lol, but that's just me. I guess i'll just use them all.
Callie
Well lets see. What to say. She's a girl. Yes, definitely a girl. She goes to my school. She sat behind me in science last year. Woo. Umm, we always have discussions about food, which is quite fun. I went to her party last year. For like 15 minutes, i stolled up on my moms bike, jammin with my big headphones. It was exciting. Lol well that's all i've gotta say about Callie.
French Class
Alisha said she was student of the week in French Class. She told me. Yay.
Random
This one goes out to T-Mack. He told me to blog about something random. So i think i'm going to use my story about mutant banana peels overtaking a grocery store as the random part...
It was a normal day at Groceries R' Us, Stan was working the register, and Marleen was bagging. Jeff was doing stock, and there was around 13 people in the store. For some reason, their sale of banana's had gone way down, and Stan noticed this, and asked Jeff to check it out. When he went to see what was up with the bananas, he noticed that they were all on the ground, smashed. "STAN! You've gotta see this!" Yelled Jeff franticly. Stan hurried over, and reacted with a *gasp*. Jeff went and took all the peels, and threw them in the dumpster outside. This angered the peels. They were still very much alive, although they were smashed. But they couldn't move, so they had nothign they could do. The dumpster truck came and picked up the dumpster they were in. IItt ended up taking them to a nuclear waste plant. It was like spiderman - banana peel style. Within in that day, the banana peels escaped their dumpster, and snuck back into Groceries R' Us, and set up in stragtegic positions to take over. Stan, Jeff, and Marleen did not even notice. Soon enough. All the workers were tied up. And the Peels prevailed. Peel Power.
Next time you throw away a rotten banana, think of this.
Erika
She's my last topic for this blog. She's sexy. And her last name is like shaving cream, except it has an l in it. Or it's like "Woah, that's Sliiick...No, it's Erika Shlick!" funny right? Lol. She sits at my lunch table. Awesome.
That's all i've got for this post. Thanks ya'll.
-Jacob
These were the topics brought to my attention when i posted a bulletin on Myspace about what i should blog about. What i thought of on my own, was a story consisting of mutant banana peals overtaking a grocery store. Honestly, i think my idea was better than all theirs. Lol, but that's just me. I guess i'll just use them all.
Callie
Well lets see. What to say. She's a girl. Yes, definitely a girl. She goes to my school. She sat behind me in science last year. Woo. Umm, we always have discussions about food, which is quite fun. I went to her party last year. For like 15 minutes, i stolled up on my moms bike, jammin with my big headphones. It was exciting. Lol well that's all i've gotta say about Callie.
French Class
Alisha said she was student of the week in French Class. She told me. Yay.
Random
This one goes out to T-Mack. He told me to blog about something random. So i think i'm going to use my story about mutant banana peels overtaking a grocery store as the random part...
It was a normal day at Groceries R' Us, Stan was working the register, and Marleen was bagging. Jeff was doing stock, and there was around 13 people in the store. For some reason, their sale of banana's had gone way down, and Stan noticed this, and asked Jeff to check it out. When he went to see what was up with the bananas, he noticed that they were all on the ground, smashed. "STAN! You've gotta see this!" Yelled Jeff franticly. Stan hurried over, and reacted with a *gasp*. Jeff went and took all the peels, and threw them in the dumpster outside. This angered the peels. They were still very much alive, although they were smashed. But they couldn't move, so they had nothign they could do. The dumpster truck came and picked up the dumpster they were in. IItt ended up taking them to a nuclear waste plant. It was like spiderman - banana peel style. Within in that day, the banana peels escaped their dumpster, and snuck back into Groceries R' Us, and set up in stragtegic positions to take over. Stan, Jeff, and Marleen did not even notice. Soon enough. All the workers were tied up. And the Peels prevailed. Peel Power.
Next time you throw away a rotten banana, think of this.
Erika
She's my last topic for this blog. She's sexy. And her last name is like shaving cream, except it has an l in it. Or it's like "Woah, that's Sliiick...No, it's Erika Shlick!" funny right? Lol. She sits at my lunch table. Awesome.
That's all i've got for this post. Thanks ya'll.
-Jacob
Friday, September 19, 2008
The Change of Life
Yet again, it's been some time since i've blogged. But i've got a lot of ideas flowing through my mind right now. So i think i'm going to divide this one into sections. We'll start out with a topic that i told my language art's teacher that i would blog about, so this one's for you Mrs. Perrin. Lol.
The Teacher Becoming the Student
This topic started in my mind in language arts, hense this one being for my language arts teacher. Crazy, i know. Well our class is prettttty small, we've only got like 18-20 kids in there, so that makes room for quite a bit of empty seats. One day i was just kinda like "Mrs. Perrin we need to do something about these empty seats, i think we should make imaginary people to take there place," so I made an imaginary person for each seat (Isabella's a BABE). Lol, well i named all the seats, and a girl in the class (Daisy) has been drawing pictures of them, so we can get a small portion of what they're like. Annnnnyways, we we're talking about Larry (he's imaginary) and someone said something along the lines of "Jacob, what happens if your people become more creative than you?" and i was like "What? You mean like the teacher becoming the student?" and he/she, can't remember which, said "Yes," so i thought it was an interesting topic to blog about it.
Now that i explained the background, which was probably more information that you wanted to know, i can say what i think.
Well see, i always think of Star Wars when i think of the whole "Teacher becomes Student" thing, because well look at Anikan/Darth Vader, Obi Wan totally teachers him everything he knows, and then Anikan gets more powerful than him, and turns to the darkside and well eventually is the death of him. It seems that this could happen very easily though, because once a teacher teaches a student everything that he/she knows, then the student has more time to gain more knowledge. Well, this was actually a half-way philisophical blog. And that's what i was aiming for. Score. That rhymed. Lol. Next portion...
Gizz to the Angsta's
Recently, i Googled "Ghetto Slang" and this page popped up, and it was quite enjoyable. It had all these gangster slang words, and their definitions. Me and the people at my lunch table, were also talking this, and how all you do is put "a's" instead of "er's" and "awg's" instead of "og's" simple enough, right? WRONG. It's like a whole different language man. Lol, not really, but i mean it's pretty crazy how different it is than how I speak. I guess that's all i've got to say about that...
El Futbol Americano
Football started a while ago, and now that i'm in highschool, it's like 32 times better than middle school. It's a freaking crapload of fun. I'm playing outside line backer and running back, and those are my favorite, it's wonderful. Chillin with my best buds for hours after school, hitting people, running, what's better? Lol, i really don't know. But our varsity team is like beastly as well, and my Uncle is the running back, weird right? It's very weird, i get asked like everyday if he's my bro, and then i have to explain the long elaborate story. Well to sum this small section up, i'll just say this, highschool football rules.
Well that's all i've got to say for this blog. Glad you read it. Now you know 3 more things about my life. Go You!
-Jacob
The Teacher Becoming the Student
This topic started in my mind in language arts, hense this one being for my language arts teacher. Crazy, i know. Well our class is prettttty small, we've only got like 18-20 kids in there, so that makes room for quite a bit of empty seats. One day i was just kinda like "Mrs. Perrin we need to do something about these empty seats, i think we should make imaginary people to take there place," so I made an imaginary person for each seat (Isabella's a BABE). Lol, well i named all the seats, and a girl in the class (Daisy) has been drawing pictures of them, so we can get a small portion of what they're like. Annnnnyways, we we're talking about Larry (he's imaginary) and someone said something along the lines of "Jacob, what happens if your people become more creative than you?" and i was like "What? You mean like the teacher becoming the student?" and he/she, can't remember which, said "Yes," so i thought it was an interesting topic to blog about it.
Now that i explained the background, which was probably more information that you wanted to know, i can say what i think.
Well see, i always think of Star Wars when i think of the whole "Teacher becomes Student" thing, because well look at Anikan/Darth Vader, Obi Wan totally teachers him everything he knows, and then Anikan gets more powerful than him, and turns to the darkside and well eventually is the death of him. It seems that this could happen very easily though, because once a teacher teaches a student everything that he/she knows, then the student has more time to gain more knowledge. Well, this was actually a half-way philisophical blog. And that's what i was aiming for. Score. That rhymed. Lol. Next portion...
Gizz to the Angsta's
Recently, i Googled "Ghetto Slang" and this page popped up, and it was quite enjoyable. It had all these gangster slang words, and their definitions. Me and the people at my lunch table, were also talking this, and how all you do is put "a's" instead of "er's" and "awg's" instead of "og's" simple enough, right? WRONG. It's like a whole different language man. Lol, not really, but i mean it's pretty crazy how different it is than how I speak. I guess that's all i've got to say about that...
El Futbol Americano
Football started a while ago, and now that i'm in highschool, it's like 32 times better than middle school. It's a freaking crapload of fun. I'm playing outside line backer and running back, and those are my favorite, it's wonderful. Chillin with my best buds for hours after school, hitting people, running, what's better? Lol, i really don't know. But our varsity team is like beastly as well, and my Uncle is the running back, weird right? It's very weird, i get asked like everyday if he's my bro, and then i have to explain the long elaborate story. Well to sum this small section up, i'll just say this, highschool football rules.
Well that's all i've got to say for this blog. Glad you read it. Now you know 3 more things about my life. Go You!
-Jacob
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