I'll trick your treat. Don't ask me for candy, you don't know me!

Last night I fell asleep directly after talking to Parris, and this morning, I awoke to her phone call--so my night was bookended by Parris. I got up expecting a lazy day at home watching TV, but noooo, we have to do productive things. The Cowboys won today against Detroit, woohooo! Maybe this will give them some confidence so they'll quite sucking for awhile. Today was national clean-up day at the Hill residence. I cleaned so much I thought I wouldn't ever be able to clean again. Then we had to go over to my sisters house, again. She her rat son, Alex, his friend Sam and his parents went Trick or Treating in the neighborhood, so my mom and I passed out candy to the other kids that made the rounds. I brought some glow necklaces from our booth on Saturday to hand out, too. So I had so much fun giving out candy to little kids...I can't escape the little people! Be it parties or festivals or Halloween, they're everywhere. I didn't do a single fun or festive thing for Halloween. I really think that its a stupid holiday, and I have never really liked trick or treating. There are some crazy people that go out and beg for candy. There were some candy whores that were my age. It was a little awkward answering the door and handing out candy to some 15 year old with an overabundance of Halloween spirit. Alas, despite my distaste for the holiday, I have a few H-day pics to please the masses. So please enjoy.

Welcome to my Life

Today I had to get up early and go to my nephew, Alex's, birthday party. Oh my god, 3 hours with 6 little 5 and 6 year olds--does it sound like fun to you? My sister was in her usual bad mood and she made me capture every last breathtaking moment of the party on camera. I hate children. I'm normally a nice person, but when I get around little kids it makes me want to scream--let's just say that you don't want to leave any sharp objects lying around if Im with your kid. After I got home, I get a call from Tara and Brian, and they tell me that my attendance is required at our booth at the fall festival. I originally was not going to show up because Tara, Keyes, and Brian were going to be there and I figured that was plenty of people to run a washer toss game. But no, I had to be there, and Becky ended up coming for most of it, too. So we were one big happy officer family. It was like too many cooks in the kitchen at that booth, everybody was in everyone else's way. As usual, Keyes did almost nothing (Keyes, if your reading this, don't deny it, you know its true). And since the fall festival is an event for elementary school kids, I was again in the midst of little screaming children--to say that I was not in my element would be a drastic understatement. By the end of the night I was about to strangle this one girl (who was much too old to be at the fall festival) and I was trying my best not to yell to much at Brian's little brother. By the end of the night I couldn't wait to get home. I think we did well, though--we had a lot of kids that played our game, which equals more money for the officers, yeah! Parris--a note on your blog--It is crazy cool, but you need other artists, too. Don't get me wrong, good ol' Kurts a great one, but I seek variety in my blogs.

Just another manic...Friday?

Yes, I know this post is being clocked as Saturday, but its still Friday in my mind. I just got home from Celina's epic battle with the Callisburg wildcats in Callisburg. Who the hell knew that Callisburg was an hour drive from Celina. Callisburg's coach claims that he will make our district forget about Celina, and judging from their performance last night at the game, that promise was a hollow one. We got to play a new stands tune, I was shocked! However, we played the same new song about six times, so its novelty wore off fast. The bus ride was a fun one though, when you spend two hours on a bus with someone, you can only grow closer. I should have measured Parris' leg hair when we left Celina and when we got back to see if it had grown any :-)

Band and Van Helsing--A fatal combination? You decide; tonight at eleven

Last night was the band Halloween party. It was pretty fun. . . as band parties go. I was a little late because I had to buy an exorbitant amount of stuff for english to get extra credit and raise my grade to an A. Now I'm fighting a battle to get my grade up in BCIS, the class I'm currently in. I hate the end of the six weeks. But, back to the party. We watched Van Helsing and had crappy food, we all laid on each other and Parris dressed up as a vanpire with a gay batman utility belt. It was almost a waste because all we did was watch a movie, and its on a thursday, so you still have to face school on Friday. So, in conclusion, and in compliance with Leah's wishes--Please visit www.quoththelark.blogspot.com This is an official endorsement from The Great White Nothing.

It Had to Happen Sometime

The Red Sox finally won the world series. The first time in like 86 years. This is henominal and surely a sign of the apocolypse. Don't get me wrong, Im a die hard red sox fan, but it was a little too easy...a little too good to be true.

I cant hold off the hungry readers

I have over 200 visitors, thats amazing in itself and deserves a celebration. Ill bring the balloons and crepe paper if someone else brings the pizza and tequila. Ok, so 200 isnt a lot, but to me its special. hopefully Ill be posting long enough to have over 10000 visitors one day...

Ive been making a lot of posts tonight to make up for being too dead to justify a trip to the computer, let alone turning it on. These last few posts may not be very humorous or enlightening, or thought provoking, nor did they have much thought put into them, in fact they are mostly just a waste of cyberspace, but Im all caught up and that is what matters...

Goodies

Artist: Ciara (f/ Petey Pablo)
Album: Goodies
Song: Goodies
Lyrics :
♫ [Ciara]My Goodies, My Goodies, My Goodies, Not my goodies!
[Verse 1: Petey Pablo]I got a sick reputation for handlin broads
All I need is me a few seconds or more.
And in my rap Tell valet to bring my 'Lac
And I ain't comin back So you can put a car right there.
I'm the truthAnd ain't got nothin' to prove.
An you can ask anybody
Cuz they seen me do it.
Barracades, I run right through 'em
I'm used to 'em.
Throw all the dirt you want it's no use.
You still won't have a pinup in a fabulous room
On her back pickin' out baskets of fruit. (I love you boo)
Yeah freak and Petey love you too.
Ha Ha You know how I do..
[Hook: Ciara]You may look at me and think that I'm Just a young girl
But I'm not just a young girl.
Baby this is what I'm lookin' for:
Sexy, independent, down to spend it type that's gettin' his dough
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it.
[Chorus: Ciara]I bet you want the goodies.
Bet you thought about it.
Got you all hot and bothered.
Mayb' cuz I talk about it.
Lookin for the goodies Keep on lookin' cuz they stay in the jar
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh
[Verse 2: Ciara]Just because you drive a Benz
I'm not goin home with you.
You won't get no nookie or the cookies I'm no rookie.
And still I'm Sexy, independent I ain't wit' it so you already know.
I'm not bein too dramatic that's the way I gotta have it
You think you're slick
Tryna hit
But I'm not dumbI
'm not bein too dramatic it's just how I gotta have it
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Petey Pablo]So damn hot but so young.
Still got milk on ya tongue
Slow down lil one
And you ain't got it all
Hey shawty
You think you bad but you ain't bad I'll show you what bad is.
Bad is when you capable of beatin' the baddest.
I been workin' at it since I came to this planet
And I ain't quite there yet but I'm gettin' better at it.
Matter of fact, Lemme tell it to you one mo' again
All I got to do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)
Ain't naa chick in here dat I can't have
Bada boom bada bam ba bam!
[Verse 4: Ciara]You're insinuating that I'm hot
But these goodies boy are not
Just for any of the many men that's tryna get on top.
No you can't call me later
And I don't want your number.
I'm not changin' stories
Just respect the play I'm callin'.
[Chorus (2X)]Uh...Yeah...Uh...Yeah Uh Uh Uh ♫

Sexy stolen stuff

This was stolen from my friend Parris' blog at www.chastityismymotto.blogspot.com--The title is in honor of me--This picture is deceptively sexy; I just can't look away

Fortune telling stolen stuff + News all for the low, low price of 29.95-or whatever your ISP charges you for internet access

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=578&u=/nm/20041025/pl_nm/campaign_kerry_dc_60 --This link made me think "Who better to speak out against Bush than Clinton!" Since he is such a sterling example of presidential perfection. This was the front page article on my Yahoo! homepage, even Yahoo only posts pro left wing articles. Fact: The left side of the body was associated with femininity in pagan practices. When Christianity came along, the Christians tried to spin the sacredness of the female to the pagan religions as demonic in Christianity. (The original sin, etc.) To this day, we see the effects of early Chirstians putting a negative connotation with things associated with women. For example, when an idea or person isn't agreed with, they/it are said to be out in left field. The left being the negative side because it used to correspond to women. So this just proves that Democrats are associated with evil, because they are the left wing pollitical party.

Now for the fortune telling stolen stuff, stolen from your very own Asian Black Market supply woman Sexy J over at dancingoutcast.blogspot.com ----www.playmash.com---Its a website where you play the timeless childhood favorte--MASH!

It turns out I'm going to end up being an anesthesiologist married to Julia, living in a shack, with a Nissan 350Z, 295 kids, in Alabama. results courtesy of playmash.com

light chuckle 

Andrew's Daily Aries Forecast
Overview: Hopefully, you didn't tax yourself too much yesterday, because here's an energetic day especially designed to bring out the spontaneous, enthusiastic side of your personality. Even more than usual, that is.
Today you are a force to be reckoned with. Your good will toward others is inescapable! But who would want to get away from a big, furry teddy bear hug of love like you? Hah! Hah! Laughable, that idea.
This was my horoscope today--doesn't it make you feel good about me? This is perfect model of my personality.

This is great--worthy of thescarletleft.blogspot.com in my opinion 

Don't make me grovel

I have a guestbook in which I have made the only entry so far, so please stop by.

4 Robots and a Wedding

The title doesn't really make sense, but its value as a pun overcame the inconsistency. Today was robotics, yeah. I know it sounds kinda geeky, but i really don't know much about engineering, so I just do the other stuff like notebook, spirit, t-shirts, and fundraising. I went to the competition with my saxophone so we could play some piddling songs to show some support. I was a part of oral presentation, and our team would have done well if the judges had conducted the event properly. We were supposed to act as if we were selling the robot to a company, and the judges asked us questions as if we were just a school there competing and about how our design effected the competition. In addition, some people studdered a lot during the presentation, so that couldn't have helped us. All in all, we got third--not too shabby considering the fact that last year we got 20th out of 13-(not literally, I'm being sarcastic, it's hard to show inflection while typing. After the competition I went to Tiffany Wood's sister's wedding with Jenny. On the way we listened to the soundtrack from the musical Wicked and I had it stuck in my head the next few days--it sounds like a quality production. The wedding was nice. It was in a tiny abby--there was an amazing amount of music. Afterwards, we went to the reception. There was barbeque and cake--it was really good--especially the cake--they made it themselves. However, everyone got sick and they thought it was the food, but it turns out it might not have been, but it was still funny. I got back to Jenny's and we started watching a movie and I was only supposed to stay until like 10 and it was around 9. I ended up falling asleep and had to sneak out of her house around 12:30 at night. I was scared cuz I thought the alarm might go off or something, but I made it out unscathed. On Sunday I went to La Hacienda Ranch quite unexpectedly with Parris, it was fun, but I think her mom was annoyed with me. Her mom looks just like Caroline off the Apprentice, it freaks me out. There family is nice, though. I am reading the DaVinci code-it is the most addicting book of our time, I'm lucky I have time for anything else. Its the newest addition to Andrew's Book Club--You will buy it today (small Aladdin reference there if anyone is obsessed like me)

Friday

Since the excitement of Quiznos day on Thurday, Friday is very disappointing. Its rainy and gloomy-its crap. I make a management decision to be late to our pre-game rehearsal, and it turns out to be a good decision for a change because I didn't have ot make seven trips to the band hall. We marched in jeans and polos that night, and so did Argyle. We tried to impress them; I'm not sure it worked. I scared one of their band members during our officer exchange. They gave us a gift of candy, do MR. R gave them a band travel shirt. Not exactly an even trade, but I was surprised that he gave them a gift in return. They were probably the nicest band we have met. I really liked their show. It was a fun game.

Thursday

Its Thursday-oh yes, oh yes. The day after UIL. We got to come to school at 8:00. It is thoroughly awesome. They announced that the band got ONEs at UIL about a million times. It made me feel oddly selfconscious. I have nothing more to say. This week is just waiting to explode into the weekend.

UILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUILUIL

We went to UIL today. It was 100 degrees in the shade (thats ferinheit, not celsius for all you foreign readers--"I'm sure there are quite a few" said the boy, his voice dripping with sarcasm) We had a theory that since it was hot at band camp and we were good, since it was hot here that we would be good. It was a thin hope, but we held onto it. Our motto for the day was "don't suck, blow!" We marched pretty well. We got ONE'S. I was quite excited as this meant that I wasn't going to get yelled at and we can come in at 8:00 tomorrow like normal people. We saw some pretty good bands. The crappiest one was Loanoke-they had an aweful Elvis show. If anyone from Loanoke is reading, I know the truth hurts, but that was crap. We ate at Cici's!!! The best pizza value anywhere! I hate Cici's.

Its the last one!!

This is our last Tuesday night rehearsal before UIL. Its open ended-always a great feature of a Tuesday night rehearsal. The Band Boosters and Parents are feeding us--I don't mean to sound unappreciated, but some of the stuff is just disgusting. Our officer meeting never really adjourned, we just recessed. After our dinner, we watched film that we had missed by having an outside rehearsal that morning. We looked kinda crappy, so it didn't lift my spirits going to rehearsal. I'm still ill. I've had a head cold, but am still going to band and school. Mr. Rutherford's stress is culminating into one big bad mood. He is really irritated at me still, and I honestly cannot tell why. Maybe its because I don't respond well to people that never say anything positive and regard randomness, singing, and playful brouhaha as a crime punishable by death--or at least a stern talking to. I'm really tired, as I always am. I can't find a coherent link to hold the thoughts and contents of this post together, so as I usually do, I shall now drift into some meaningless ramble of congested thoughts on the LBJ freeway of my mind, just wanting to get home in rush hour traffic while pondering whether to stop and get a pizza, because pizza hut has a new extra large pizza, but the commercial for it is uncommonly stupid. Almost as bad as a taco bell or olvaltine commercial.

This has to be the best Garfield yet; it really fits my personality 

Tucker who ish Billy!!! 

Such a wild weekend

This weekend was miserable. Let's brake it down, shall we?
Friday was homecoming against Prosper. We added the gayest visuals to the production number and to the closer of our show! We didn't screw up too badly that night, though. It was kinda awful, we had to stand out on the field forever while they did the Homecoming court. They didn't even decorate the band stand when they decorated every other one of they stands, so some parents made us decorate it like petulant children. Mr. Rutherford got mad at me for taking my Shako off during pregame whenever they announced that there would be a moment of silence because he thought that they called for the national anthem. It turned out that I was right and it made me feel good that for once he yelled at me unjustly and then APOLOGIZED! I couldn't believe my ears, it was like a freakin' chorus of angels. He still gets mad at me for not playing some sixteenth note run in the opener that I really do play. He has been so pissy for the last couple of weeks and he just needs to take 10,000 mg of Chill twice a day or as directed by a physician. Before the game, I ate at Lucy's with some other people and I swear that it is the crappiest restaurant in the whole of Celina.
Saturday, can you feel the feel of it? I couldn't. (elementary school play flashback, Brian knows what I'm talking about) On Saturday, I was awakened from my slumber to accompany my mother to the airport. I then went with my father to Taco Cabana for breakfast and Home Depot. We spent at least 45 minutes looking for the right sand paper to attach to his orbital sander. We came home and slept for quite awhile. Then we took my dog, Jesse, the Siberian husky and had her put to sleep; she had lost control of her bodily functions and wouldn't eat or drink and could hardly move. She was 14 years old; it was time. So now I only have two dogs: Tucker who ish Billy and that filthy rat dog, Winston. Maybe we'll get a female German Shepard and name it Annette. I like that name for a German Shepard-think about it. After that we went back into McKinney to Best Buy, we got some CD's and I got Zoolander on DVD. I love reward zone, for everything I buy at best buy, I get points, I have about $70 in certificates now. Then we went into Dallas to eat at some steak place. The food was so rich it almost made me sick, but it was good. That night I had a little bit of a sore throat but couldn't find any cough drops. I fell asleep and had quite a pleasant dream
On Sunday I woke up unable to breath through my nose or swallow. You know how when your nose is stopped up and so your mouth is open all night so you don't die, but then your mouth gets all dry and your throat gets even more scratchy. So I got up and went and turned off every fan in the house and turned on the heater because it was 58 degrees and maybe a little warmer outside. My dad went and got me some cough drops. I sat in front of the television, and between falling asleep and watching different sporting events I probably watched the equivalent of one whole game. I ached too much and when I tried to get to my computer to make a post, I fell short at my bed. I sucked on cough drops and drank orange juice all day. Then I went cooked dinner and watched the 5th ALCS game-Yankees @ Red Sox. The Yankees one 3 games and the Sox two, including this game I'm talking about. Will the Sox go to the world series? Will the curse be broken? Probably not, but what can I say, I'm an optimist. I was probably conscious for about 3 hours on Sunday, and was debating whether or not to come on Monday, but I thought Mr. R would kill me if I missed rehearsal. I then went to bed, forgetting to get anything ready for Monday and felt like crap all night. I again had some very abstract, yet strangely erotic dream. I guess it has something to do with my immune system fighting off disease.
Today, Monday, I woke up and felt a little better, so I decided to go to school. I died on the mile. And I know its just a mile and a lot of people run much more each day and I'm out of shape and a bad officer and lazy and overweight and completely repulsive, but its hard for me. I went through the day with a runny nose and unable to taste anything and I felt strangely guilty about not posting anything(and since I have so may readers...) so I made a mini post in BCIS. Now I'm sitting here doing the minimum amount of schoolwork and posting to catch myself up for all the missed time over the weekend. I can't wait until we march on Thursday so all this will finally be over with. I hate English. It went from being my favorite class for as long as I can remember to my least favorite class this year. While I don't enjoy being second in the class, I also don't like to work that hard- a vicious "either, or" as Lady Marguerite Blackeny would say. I love The Scarlet Pimpernell, its one of my favorite books, I suggest any of you reading this pick up a copy.

The illness has set in

I am dredfully sorry for not posting during the weekend. In fact, I have a lot to say about what happened, but every time I tried to turn on my computer over the weekend I didn't make it past my bed. I feel awful! However, I came to band anyway, but couldn't yell and could barely lead the workout. I'm in BCIS now avoiding doing my resume and being online without permission. I'm a technology rebel! I'm trying not to touch my face too much for the fear of contaminating my keyboard and infecting the other classes. I will post tonight because there is so much to tell everybody, I must type like I've never typed before!! ALADDIN IS OUT!!! And with it comes phenominal cosmic power and and an itty bitty living space.

Fun, Fun for everyone!

Homecoming is tomorrow, and I'm sure that everyone is as excited as I am not. The freaks who chose to be in the band have to be up at the school tomorrow for an "alarm clock pep rally" at 5:00 a.m. That will be proceeded by an extended rehearsal out on the grid, where we will be yelled at until we can no longer hear normal levels of speech. My computer purchase just cleared through BestBuy's rewardzone program, so I have $60 to go spend at Best Buy! I can't wait until tuesday, its UIL marching contest. We're gonna suck, but love it! I hope to finally have some photo documentation. To lighten any day, I watch my favorite funny internet video. Here is a link to the funniest thing on the web--at least that's my opinion. But of course, I have a strange obsession with cats...
...Here is another favorite video, but be warned, its a big lengthy...
...Ok, this one is pretty funny too...
...This one's great for all you prohibitionists out there...
...I need some rest...
...I think I have a test tomorrow...
...I hate homecoming...
...I love Aladdin and Ms. Congeniality...
...I need an MP3 Player...
...and some cash would be nice...
...In fact, any contributions to the "I need money" fund would be appreciated...
...Make checks payable to Andrew or Linda Hill...
...I accept money orders...
...I do not, however, accept credit cards...
...only because I don't have a credit card reader...
...so the card would be useless to me...
...I could just use it as if it was mine...
...but then I'd be arrested for identity theft or something...
...maybe I should get a card reader...
...I like playing saxophone...
...Mr. Rutherford finally gave me my memory pin...
...Its about time, too...
...I think he's about to lose it...
...his mind, not the memory pin..
...just thought I'd clarify...
...maybe Argyle will mysteriously drop out of the competition on Wednesday...
..."I love scotch, scotchy scotch scotch"..
...I like shrimp, too...
...I like them a lot!...
...I don't think I've ever realized nor given serious thought to the fact that I really love shrimp, perplexing...
...T-shirts are ordered for robotics club, there gonna be awsome...
...I wonder if I should go to mall day...
...Vimbe vyote vya mungu wetu, na mfalme wetu!...
...Vimbe vyote vya mungu wetu, na mfalme wetu!...
...All men watu wote
All creatures viumbe vyote
Everybody awawe yote
Praise the Lord sifu mungu...
...I began writing this post at 9:00 and have been continually adding to it ever since...
..."I grow tired of wasting time!"...
...I shall require rest soon, I need to be up bright and early, so fare ye well, my bonnie young girl, we are bound for rio grande!............

Celina meets Milan

Top fasion sources have just recently announced that the "it" color for this fall/winter season is bright orange, much to the delight of Celina fans. This means that for the first time in the history of the world, the bright orange attire of Celinians will be in style for an entire season. While I don't follow fashion, I read this while glancing through a magazine in Half Priced Books and found it quite hillarious. I can't wait to bust out on the runway in my Celina sweatsuit

Donning the Black

The Celina Band mourns the loss of another saxophone player who moved to Van Alstine. While Mr. Rutherford is happy about the loss of another sax, the only good thing we could think to say was, "At least she won't have anymore late laps"

The presidents discuss the queers

Apparently, senator Kerry, who-as I was under the impression- was a supporter of gay marriage, expressed tonight that he beleived that it was wrong. What does he beleive? More importantly, what do the people beleive? Leave your comments

In too deep

I'm in deep th is time. I missed band today for no really good reason, and I know Mr. R is gonna be pissed that I missed:-). Then, after school, I was drinking in the band hall and forgot to dispose of the evidence. When Mr. W confronted me, I tried to get someone to lie for me, but they just dug me in deeper--that good ol' saxophone instinct kicked in--and so Mr. W caught me trying to lie about drinking in the band hall and not even sneaking the can out. This is not good because he will tell Mr. R who is on a rampage and is mad at me because I didn't know that it wasn't ok to pay our uniform cleaning fee on Friday instead of Wednesday and that it wasn't ok to have my name on a list of people that owe money--even if it was something they charged at the beginning of the month and was waiting on the invoice to see how much they owed--Mr. R has also gotten mad at me because I forget to take my trash one time as I was rushing to the bathroom to vomit up what was formerly contained in said trash. All this combined with his hatred of the saxophone section, keen eye for humiliating me at every opportunity, his anger at me for missing rehearsal, and the stress he is under because we suck so much, makes the prognosis seem pretty bleak.

Bushy Cleans Up

This was the greatest debate yet. It showed just how inconsistent Kerry is and gave Bush some good moments. However, both of the men were beating some of their points to death. Kerry went on and on about healthcare and taxes and how we need to spend more money after the money mysteriously manifests itself out of the sky. Bush began every answer with a plug on the No Child Left Behind act which left him open to the same attacks by Kerry of how it was underfunded. The key difference in the answers, however, was that we all had heard Kerry's before and they all went the same place-nowhere. At least when Bush began speaking on education, he tied it into the answer for the question being asked Both candidates seemed more relaxed. I think Bush's improved posture and demeanor greatly effected the way he came across. Both candidates made jokes at themselves and there seemed to be less spite in the air.One thing I noticed was that Kerry has now flip-flopped in his manor, too. At first people complained of Bush's scowling and long pauses, but that was exactly the manor of Kerry tonight, despite what I just mentioned about the ease of the speakers. Kerry just doesn't realize that when you change something every four years, it never has a chance to fully settle in and have a positive effect. In the beginning, there were taxes, then cuts, then rollbacks, then more taxes, then more cuts, but taxes have mostly stayed consistent because there was never a plan in effect long enough to have a great effect on them. In addition, Kerry went back to the tax questions after they had moved on-what happened to the rules? I even heard a few compliments towards each other. Is this a kinder, gentler debate we are seeing?

100 Visitors, Oh Yes

I have had over 100 visitors to my blog since the addition of the site counter on October 3rd of this year. This is a milestione I will look back on and treasure years down the road.

BCIS

I'm finally finished with my BCIS project!!!! Must...get...rest...band...running..crap...can't...go...on....

Lengthening

I need to make my posts longer

What could be a better representation of one's true self than the results of a internet test?

Here are some funny results of tests that I took at www.sparknotes.com

The results are in! You are...

72% Untelligent! (This is a measurement of my instincts)

You kick ass! Your score is higher than the current worldwide average of 64%!
Your score is unique, however, so keep reading.

Score Breakdown...

Intelligence-------------------------------------------
Sense of Humor ----
Violent Tendencies --------- (the dashes measure my score)
Bravery ----------------------------
Observational Skills ------------------------------
Morality--
Self-Confidence ----------------

Here is the custom report of your personality than led our team of geeks to conclude (with confidence) that you are a resourceful and sly man:

" The subject shows an astounding level of intelligence, and his sense of observation is one of his best qualities. Considering this, he shows a lot of potential, but that's only part of the equation.
The subject is brave, however, and shows real strength in that department. Courageousness is a large part of untelligence.
Finally, the subject displayed a pathetic and useless (seriously bad) sense of humor,(I disagree with this) a nearly satanic lack of morality,(;-)) and a hot-shot level of self-confidence. The balance of these three traits is important; high levels of confidence, medium levels of morality, and a good level of humor make for the strongest individuals. "(I must have made a mistake on one of my answers for them to think I'm this unfunny! I think I'm hillarious :-)

Here is another one : This is a personality test

You are a Mentor!-(Submissive Extroverted Abstract Thinker)

(I highly dissagree with this one)
You are a MENTOR. Some would call you the most powerful and influential of all people. Those people are wrong.
The reality is that you DON'T really WANT to impose personal views or beliefs on others. Yet you are extroverted and intelligent, and you like to get involved. So you help others with the pursuit of knowledge.
You're the reason that people say teachers are also students. You are as much a learner as a master, and this satisfies you.
You won't die a lonely death, but towards the end you'll grow introspective, wondering if your life meant anything. This will last for decades, and you'll die after your spouse.

Compared to 14,958,611 other test takers...
44% are more Submissive than you.
35% are more Dominant than you.
21% are just as Submissive as you.
52% are more Introverted than you.
30% are more Extroverted than you.
18% are just as Extroverted as you.

(I really enjoy these next results-they're very flattering)
0% are more Abstract than you.
99% are more Concrete than you.
1% are just as Abstract as you.
0% are more Thinking than you.
99% are more Feeling than you.
1% are just as Thinking as you.
Some interesting facts about The Personality Test...
14,958,611 people have taken the test.
Of those, 63% were female and 37% were male.
The most common personality type is Dreamer at 12% of test takers.
The least common is Businessman at only 3%.
Women prefer Einstein. Men do, too. (I prefer Shakespeare- it was a test question)
Women would prefer to sell their bodies as opposed to their soul. Men would, too. (another test question)

And Finally, a test to show my "dateability"-this one is a tie with the personality one for my favorite. I think most would disagree with the results of this one.

Hot Cha! You are:

76% Dateable! (Oh yes, Oh yes)

That's higher than the Worldwide Dateability Average of 62%!

Attractive and confident, witty and charming, a healthy ambrosia-based diet... you're wanted in the 48 contiguous states, you slayer. Call me. Seduce me. Not only do you know how to turn the engines on, but you also know how to oil, lube and rotate them. You put the "elation" back into "relationship," and the "night" back into "one-night stand." (What a sterling review--im speechless- I love these people)

Compared to 3,284,623 other test-takers...
95% less dateable than you — 2% like you(you hear that, there's not that many as awesomely datable as I) — 3% more dateable than you
Some interesting statistics...
Women are LESS dateable than men.
Women average 62% dateable. Men average 63%.
10% would date their own clone.(I wouldn't-even if it were a female clone)
22% want to be on reality TV.(I don't)
And 36% have bad teeth.(...)

These are hilarious tests; they make me feel good about myself

Scary Stolen Stuff

Here are some cool subliminal messages, watch it at night, preferable when your alone!!http://www.starterupsteve.com/swf/subliminal.html

I enjoy stealing stuff from Chris Fisher's blog. So that's why I have my "stolen stuff" collection of posts. You can see all the gay, liberal hilarity at his blog http://www.thescarletleft.blogspot.com!

Swing Low New Mexico

Those to rascals johnny and georgie where campaingning in the western states today, both are going after swing states like New Mexico really hard. Bush lost in New Mexico in '00--we'll see how he fares this time. I don't really know about anyone else, but my life has actually been better under the Bush adminitstration. However, I do think there is a strong chance that the liberals will win this election

Today was so much fun

I went to the movies today with Jenny and Tiffany. We saw Raise Your Voice, arrrghh!! It was the most awful movie! It was so much fun making fun of it, but I can't believe I paid to see it. We all dressed up, too. Jenny wore a big mexican skirt, I wore a big sombrero, and Tiffany wore a big, colorful belt. We got all this candy from Wallgreens and brought it into the movie. After the movie we got lots of chicken from Chick-fil-A and the Cajun Big Easy. Then Pam took Jenny to dance class and Tiff and I went to half-price books. When we got back, I scared Tiffany and had to walk home with her. Yesterday I went to Texas Land and Cattle--its soooo good. I also went to Super Target--I looove Super Target, I swear they have everything. I hope people aren't too mad about my last post, i meant for it to be innocent. I love you Leah and Julia and Tiffany. Ohter than pockets of good times this year royally sucks. I can't wait for one act play. I can't wait for the fresh new hell we will experience tomorrow.

The first morning after

I could not bring myself to post yesterday, i was simply too tired. I had to get up at 3:30 to be ready to leave at 4:00 to go to the band hall. We did a lot better at Birdville than at Mesquite marching contest, but we still aren't great. We got second overall in class AA, beat only by Argyle-but they beat us by over 100 points. It looks like I wont have pictures from this contest, but I am getting some from Mesquite and we can pretend som e of them were taken a Birdville. The next portion of this post will be spent venting and will be in code starting now: OMMFFG, My Gumby's are all out and the window is locked behind me. I cannot take any more red pills and the worst of all is the yellow pill. I'm beginning to hate yellow pills.The yp is a bb that has dl and doesn't know what atf is. It makes me rain blue and hang with posterity. The first in the history line repeats itself. Maybe on of my friends will be able to figure out the code, as it is indicative of my personality...

Marching again!

This Saturday we are off to embarrass ourselves at Birdville Marching contest! I shall definately have pics from contest this time and of course the results.I hope to hell we get a one, or else I might just have to quit band. I can't stand people chastising me because I'm an officer. Holy crap! Pamela was just fired off the Apprentice. I didn't see that one coming. So, in closing, Brittany Burden is a power-hungry, egocentric, whore.

TV

The apprentice is freakin' awesome! It is easily my favorite show. Apex corp. lost again- its embarrasing. They are in the board room now. I can't imagine who will win in the end. My favorite competitor is Raj- he's awsome. I must keep watching...

Confusing stolen stuff

I stole this ditty from my friend, Julia's, blog www.dancingoutcast.blogspot.com
It is a riddle from our chemistry teacher, Mr. Carey.
"Don't pick up anything in the lab.There is a mirror in the back of the lab."*read between the lines*" I can't make heads or tails of it.

Funny Stolen Stuff

I stole this from Chris Fisher's blog because I actually found it amusing. This is part of a series of 10 commandments for college students:
III- Thou Shalt Write Witty Away Messages
Student asked, but God, how will I show everyone that I am funny? And God said unto him, thou shall write witty away messages. God said to student, you shall never just say you are in the shower, you shall say you are getting wet and wild…in the shower. You shall never say you are at class, you shall say you are sleeping…in class. God said, if you do not write witty away messages, I shall smite you. Blessed are the funny, for they will get many girls to be their friends but never hook up with them. And it was good.

Holy flip-flopping fuzzy logic, Batman! Its the Liberals

Ok, this is the kind of thing that gives me stomach ulcers, and things like it should be stopped. Some teacher in a high school had a bulletin board in her classroom. This board was to display things that the class wanted to display, a kind of everything board. Among other things on the board there was a list of all the presidents of the US thusfar. Of course the list is going to stop with George W. Bush because he's the current president, right. Well thats wrong according to some liberal-ass lefty's. There was a group of students protesting because John Kerry, a presidential candidate was not on the list of current US presidents. But wait, there's more! In response to the protestors, of which there were not that many, the principal fired the teacher on the grounds that she was causing a disruption in the school!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Can anyone beleive this! Apparently, because of ignorant liberal minded people, one is no longer allowed the freedom to STATE FACTin our great nation. I can't believe it; something like this is beyond my comprehension. I'd love to talk to that principal. OMG. This is what the democrats would do to our country-even though they're the ones who believe in more individual rights essentially. Let freedom ring? Not if Kerry is ever elected. I can't find the story on the web yet, I've only heard it on the radio. Here is a great, truly neutral artical about how elections should be, and some of the problems with the voting population currently, its a good read And good news if your computer has been affected by spyware! It is now illegal for company's to use spyware technologies and they cac incur hefty federal fines. And while I'm giving the local news report, I might as well say that Rodney Dangerfield died today at the age of 82. I still can't believe what happened to that poor teacher...

Robotics

I'm in robotics as we speak. I'm supposed to be working on t-shirt design and notebook, but im really doing nothing. Robotics is a little boring when you get down to it. Maybe its because I dont like building the robot...

Good Crap and Bad Crap

I've been having these uncontrollable cravings for peanut butter as of late. I'm not sure why, but I'm going out of my way to find things made with peanut butter. And i absolutely love Skippy snack bars. Tomorrow will be a bad day at school. I put off work that was due Friday that I didnt do because I left early that day, and band is going to be more hellish than usual. Everyhting I do will be wrong because Mr. R needs someone to pick on and who better than the one he is not worried about offending and making quit. I don't understand some of the people in band. Thomas is infuriating, as are the Whites and the Robinetts and John. Can't they get a clue and just quit!! It might be different if they actually tried. I don't know what I can do with my section, they refuse to show up for sectionals. And top it off, I'm almost out of Burt's Beeswax Lip Balm.
I'm watching the premier of Desperate Houswives on ABC. I wish that Alias was on, but this show is kinda funny in a "this is nothing like real life" sorta way.
Let's see, I have an Element quiz in Chemistry, A TAKS quiz in Algebra, An AP World History Test, and I completely forgot about my English homework until this very moment,CRAP! I have to work, fast...

Look at my sexy body!
Sexy J

More OAP, YEAH!!!

The second wave of OAP pics. Lots of inside jokes...good times, good times

A dramatic reinactment of selected scenes from "The MIracle Worker" 

A mirror of the general attitude as the clinic wore on 

This guy was way too excited about his class ring 

Sexy evil mistress 

Ill let you draw your own coclusions 

Big boy 

She saved! She thought that ment something to you! 

Teets and Fanny watch the others with interest 

Tish's old world hair hullabaloo's 

Catherine's just happy to be here, really, she is 

Clarke puts the moves on Julia 

This girl is obsessed with Tara's hair 

Director House is already distraught 

Caught by surprise 

We Came, We Marched, We Sucked

What can I say, the show was crap. However, the judges gave us a rating of 2, so it wasn't quite as bad as I had anticipated, but the judges were probably being generous. Despite the crappiness of the show, we still had fun. No AA band got a one, and two bands, Eustice and Mt. Vernon, which we thought were pretty good, got 3's. The VCR at Cici's malfunctioned, so the band has a stay of execution before we watch film. I'm getting very sick of Cici's. . . I want some cheese.

YEAH! One Act Play

I've posted the first round of oap pics from last year's play "The Miracle Worker." they're awesome!!!!!

Ben shows Clarke how to be a real man 

The patriotic jump 

He's levitating 

ITS PUMBA!!!!!!!! 

A real Kodak moment 

SMORES! The delicious fruit of the loins of Dr. Pepper and Big Red. I have smores at least 3 times a day- at least!