Wednesday, September 29, 2010


     So tired, but the train was less than a mile away. He kept walking on the tracks, at this point he was indifferent to what happened. Four miles to the junction, and he knew the train would overtake him. But with a stubbornness unlike that of himself, he pressed on. The weariness was beginning to set in. His feet were dragging through the gravel track bed. By now, he was numb to the cold that clung to the the tracks. He stumbled, and fell down onto the tracks. The weariness was deep entrenched. He looked down at his leg, which was shooting molten pain up his frozen nerves. His pants leg was growing darker in the dim moonlight. He could hear the rumble of the train's massive engine clearly now, drawing ever closer. But, there he remained, on the tracks, clutching his leg. He saw the light coming closer. The deafening whistle did nothing to stir him. There he sat, utterly alone on the tracks, staring at the train, as the weariness finally took over.

     Only five miles to the junction, he thought to himself with what was a hint at excitement. The night had been terrible, and he knew it as well as anyone. A cold had overtaken the tracks, and even the scorching heat of the boiler couldn't pierce it. And on top of that, he felt like he hadn't slept in days. There had been times when he knew for sure he'd let sleep take over, but with only five miles, four miles now, the weariness had set in his his bones. He pulled the whistle, the sharp report would've startled him at any other time. He thought he saw something one the track ahead. It had to be the exhaustion playing with his mind. He closed his eyes for just a second. When he opened them again, he saw for a split second, no, it couldn't be. And then the train was gone, the world replaced with a blanketing darkness.

    Too much like Jack London?

Monday, September 27, 2010

Along for the Ride

     "Events playing out in someone's head: is a literary device used over and over, it's so common in everything these days. But does anybody really just sit back and watch the events play out in the first place? A completely hands-free approach. For instance, depending on how events play out, I could pay attention in math, take notes in math, or find the love of my life, but as of right now, those events are still unfolding and intertwining in a beautiful and complex way, and I'm just here for the ride. Who knows what's going to happen today? Will it affect me, of course, but what happens today truthfully isn't for me to decide.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Things that make no sense until they aren't funny at all: "I drive a Cadillac because I'm from Maryland."

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


     So, my neighbors had their yard aerated, and I understand that it's good for their lawn, but it makes me sad. Does anyone else know how awkward it is to walk on a lawn covered in hundreds of tiny dried dirt pellets? Barefoot? It is painful. And, I know you may argue that lawns should be healthy, but why should they be healty? For walking on barefoot! That's all.


     So, thinking about it, how am I sane/not depressed? When good things happen, I thank luck/karma, when bad things happen, I blame myself. Hm.

     Also, I realized that I am really cold.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Guys, I don't think you guys understand the situation, we are homeless.
TWO BOOKS!!!!!!!!
So, all of three minutes after school ends, ALL the busses leave. Dammit.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

For Lack of Anything Better

Words that am unable to spell today,

  • Secret
  • Scene
  • Lack
  • Anything
  • Better
  • Unable
  • I'm
  • Anything at this point
  • Capitalized
  • Neighbors
  • Literacy

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

It's probably a bad thing that I was keeping step with the fire alarm...

Monday, September 13, 2010

Yes!!!!! I jusy got my set of the instructables card game!!!!!!

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Punk Concerts

     Last night I was at the Black Cat to see Defiance, Ohio and the Bouncing Souls. It was amazing. I've always thought that Defiance Ohio was a little on the soft side, but they laid down some solid riffs, and they were pretty damn awesome. Then, before the Bouncing Souls came on, I went up towards the stage. within a couple rows of people of it. Then, before they even took the stage, the mosh pit came alive. It was 110 degrees, people were pushing in on your from all sides. Being covered in my and everyone around me's sweat, Pabst Blue Ribbon, and  being deafened by te band. In short, it was amazing.

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Holy Shit. Mind and eardrums blown.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

So, I finally got fit for my uniform, that was supposed to happen back when Against Me! Was in town.....

Friday, September 10, 2010

A Long and Winding Road

   Holy Cow! This is the 201st Post! That is a lot of posts! YARRRRRRRR PIRATE TIME!!!

   We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot./Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!/We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot./Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho! 

Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me. 

Anyway, thank all of you for putting up with my crap for the last two years and 200 posts. I  would say something cheesy here, but I can only really say Thank You.
"Warning: Any seniors caught in the illegal trafficking of underclassmen will lose parking privligages and may have other comsequenses."

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Space Battle

Wordle, I haven't made one in a while.

Wordle: Space Battle

The budget for Arlington County Public Schools is more than that of the entire Peace Corps. Just something to think about.
(2/2) house for most of the day, if not longer woth extra-cirricular stuff. In case you haven't caught on by now, I do not enjoy living in my house...
(1/2) And it's mainly for a couple reasons. I definitely like seeing a lot of my freinds, whom greatly outweigh the annoying people. And, it gets me out of my
I personally don't hate school, I've just feigned when everyone else says it's awful or avoided the conversation entirely. In fact, I like school.
Hey guys! Guess who I'm sitting next to! Nemo!! This day is pretty cool.
So far my first day of school has been wandering around, saying dammit a lot and sleeping.

Monday, September 6, 2010

I just finished reading Ender's Game. A fantastic book. The thoughts and ideas from it have now completely filled up my head, just thinking about all it means.

So, I got Called Out on Encroaching on Nemo's Awkward Territory

    Well, I geuss I kind of lied to you guys when I promised some badass cool post, but I'm thinking that this one will hopefully make up for it!

    First off, I want to announce a contest! So, I tend to write a lot of posts, and most of them are pretty bad. So, if you're reading this, it means you have free time, free time which you could be using to make your own blog! It's pretty simple really. All you need to do is create a blog and write somewhere around three or more posts! The first three people (if there are three... sadness [did my pity strategy work to persuade you?]) to make a blog after this point and post a link on my blog or email me or something Win a super bad ass prize, such as:

     Ok, so there probably won't be any money, but there could be a dinosaur, or hot wheels car, or something ridiculous! I would mail you fire, but not only is that incredibly bad ass, it's also illegal....

  And here's a poem! Yeah, I suck at poetry.....

The Crow sat on the wire,
a pitch-black statue, 
above the flattened tire.

Silent above the street, 
and the field,
in the midday heat.

A testament to the wild,
in a civilized time,
with freedom undefiled.

Caw! Croaked the Crow,
above the street and the field,
and the grass freshly mowed.
I hate Math so much. It has always been my least favorite class, so why am I in the really advanced classes? Wouldn't it make more sense for me to be god awful?

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Google Reader

     I love Google Reader, it's really convient, and has all my RSS and Blog feeds in one place, but I also feel like it has it's drawbacks. For one, I'll admit that I comment a lot less on blogs when I use Google Reader, just because the comment section isn't right there. Also, I just read the post, ignoring all the other cool stuff on people's blogs. And I was going to say some meaningful stuff, so that this would make all your effort for reading this worth it, but I failed. I'm sorry, I understand if by this point you're thinking, "All of these posts start out on a point that I would like to see elaborated on, but then he just lapses into stupid banter, time to stop reading this blog." I would totally understand,  but if you hear me out, I promise the next post will be something cool, I don't know what yet, but I hope it'll be worth your time.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Friday, September 3, 2010

So, uh, I got really bored, so I biked halfway across Arlington, and it's 8:15...

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Oh no!

     How on Earth could this have slipped my mind for so long? There was so much cool stuff from last year that I never picked up.

     Actually, that was a lie. There was a Geo. Project where I created a map of a continent, and I liked the final result a lot, and then there was my writing journal from English. Every day at the beginning of the period, we wrote somewhere around a paragraph,  but I took up a whole page for a lot of the time, if not more. By the end of the year that notebook was completely full with looseleaf sheets peeking out of the sides. And there was so much crappy writing that I could have posted on here! I know I had at least three stories that were at least nine or ten pages, and a bunch of other stuff.

    But now it's gone.

    To sum up my feelings about this:


Day End Minus 1

My bike is still having some troubles with the 6th gear, but it generally fixes when I go off a curb. Today was pretty laid back, except for about 45 minutes at band camp.


Well, I figured out how to magically schedule posts! You know what's magial about this post? I'm in Band Camp right now, woah! Anyway. I am really tired at this point in my timeline. All you future people and future me, tell the past me to wake up and write something original for once.

Oh my goodness time travel is confusing.


     So, I haven't written anything substantial in a while. This is why I can't go to Orientation Tomorrow. (It's pretty bad...). And that first sentence is not a typo.

     Tomorrow I was kidnapped by a band of Space Pirates. On board, I was taken to one of the lower decks, and was locked in the hold to be dealt with later. Somehow, I fought my way out of the hold, and through a full level of the ship, until I got into the escape pods. I shot myself through the main hull of the flagship, and into a nearby corvette. I commandeered the corvette, using the Charged Plasma Cannons mounted port side to destroy the engines of the Space Pirate Flagship. But that wasn't enough. I steered my ship hard to port, on a direct collision route with the pirates flagship. I shut the blast doors at the rear end of the cabin, bracing for impact. My engines hit the Flagship broadside, igniting a fire that quickly spread to all parts of both of our ships, except for my cabin.
     And so, I floated for days through the vacuum of space, unsure where my future would lead me. Until I was picked up by a Type-72 Transporter en route to Vega. It picked me up, astonished that I had survived so long with such little food and in zero gravity. In truth, it was only my optimism that someone would find me that kept me going. And so they took me on my way to Vega. The journey should have taken years, but through the deft maneuvers on the part of the captain,and some wormholes, we reached the star system in three and a half weeks.
     We flew in to Vega's only true planet, where I explained my story to the governing Party.And they vowed to seek vengeance upon the Space Pirates for abducting a 14 year old, and thereby breaking universal law c section24A. They offered to transport me on the next shipment from Vega to HD 173416, and the friendly planet HD 173416 b. I accepted their offer, hearing rumors of a time-bending facility located in the lower reaches of the massive planet. However, when I arrived, our ship was held in orbit for a week, due to the risk of potential contamination. I eventually made it to the surface of the planet, and was scheduled to meet with a leading scientist to discuss the possibility of me arriving home.
     But just at that time, there was an assassination attempt on the recognized scientist. Somehow, I burst through the crowd and tackled the diminutive gunmen, avoiding being hit by his particle accelerator, effectively subduing him. The assailant was taken into custody, and the Scientist was rushed from the scene. I stood there in astonishment, while gradually the sounds of applause came to my ears. The people of this planet lauded me for my heroism, and offered me the Religious Position of Xochtte, I could not refuse, and accepted the offer.
     And so, my life went on, I was respected in both the Religious and Science communities, and feared by many in the Political Realm.But my mind wandered back to the years I had spent on Earth. I had travelled the galaxy, but still I had seen nothing more beautiful than my home planet, and my people, not those of some alien species and culture, but those of humanity. I awoke one morning, and checked the news, to find out that the scientist who's life I had saved was bedridden, presumably at the end of his life span. I dropped everything I had to do, and took a private shuttle to the ailing Scientists house. I was greeted by a butler, who promptly showed me to his room. Whilst I knelt by his bed, the scientist's eyes seemed to light up seeing me again. I held his hand, a feeling so familiar, yet it wasn't human. I inquired about the time machine, his life's work. He whispered the story in my ear of how he had abandoned the plan publicly after the assassination attempt, and locked them away in his home. With his dying breath, he told me where they were, and that I shouldn't fail him.
     My resignation from office had caused a public uproar, but I had grown closer with the scientific community. Over the next couple months, I collected immense amounts of money and resources for the completion of the project, and had some of the brightest minds within four Par-secs on the project. After close to 18 years, the machine was operational, but the news had spread quickly. Relations between the Religious and Scientific Sects had been deteriorating since I had left my office, and this spark ignited an all-out civil war. But, the testing went on, under the constant threat of bombing. Until, finally, I was ready to depart. I called for the end to the conflicts, as did the surrounding Star Systems, and the conflict lost momentum, though I did not stay until its closure. I wished farewell to my compatriots, and all those of the Interstellar Concurrence that I had inhabited, and entered the completed project.
     There was a flash of light, then no light at all. There was an Earth-shaking tremble, and then it ceased. I opened my eyes, to find myself alone on a rooftop in Brooklyn. I went down several flights of stairs, emerging on the bustling city streets. I ran to the News Paper stand, checking the date. Monday August 29th, 2010. I had never read a better sentence in my life. I looked around, and realized that I was in the Paradise in our mixed-up galaxy, an oasis of humanity in a glowing universe. I was home.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Day End Minus 2

Well, I rode my bike a bit more than usual, but the gears are kind of messed up, not shifting to sixth a lot of the time, and there was some vines stuck in my gear for a bit. Today was pretty tiring, but I am pretty happy and the end of it.
Josh Sundquist sighting confirmed at 2:19 PM September First.
Sparknotes: promoting lazy bastards like me to put off reading books since 2002.
And it's September. Dammit.