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Friday, April 15, 2005

Fri, 15 Apr 2005 16:06:46 GMT

I'm gonna be honest...I'm pretty much burned out on this xanga business.
I just don't seem to have time anymore....perhaps it's because I'm too busy doing really really ridiculously dumb things...

It all began yesterday afternoon with a simple snack.
My mother had sent me a package and in it she had included popcorn.
One of the popcorn packages was curiously small...indeed...it was "snack sized."
Not thinking anything of it...I put it in the microwave and pressed my convenient "popcorn button."
Popcorn button had yet to fail me...so I had little reason to suppose this time would be any different.
After starting the microwave, I went into our bathroom, shut the door, and began blowdrying my hair.
After several minutes I noticed a curious smell and decided to check on my popcorn.
Much to my horror, my room was filling with smoke.
I quickly got the burning popcorn out of the microwave and disposed of it down the trash chute.
But it was too late, my room REEKED of burning...
Indeed my whole hall reeked.

For the remainder of the afternoon I heard exclamations of horror each time a new girl got off the elevator, and smelled the hall on which we live.

Moral of the story: apparantly smaller bags of popcorn require less time to pop.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Tue, 05 Apr 2005 04:03:10 GMT

Coming in like El Nino!
Jeremy Lavine
Period 3

El Nino is spanish. It is the spanish word for child. Like all things spanish, it is dangerous. It kills people and burns down trees. This child is more than a child. It really isn't a child at all. It is a storm. A deadly storm that kills people and burns down trees.

Warm water usually builds up around australia. But not anymore with el nino. El Nino moves the warm water from australia to somewhere else, namely to other places. Where are these other places? These are places that also have water, but water that is usually not as warm as the warm water El Nino moves to these said other places. These other places are to the east. Of the water.

In Peru, they have many names for many things. One of the things they have names for is for people who go fishing, go fishing to make a living. If we had a word for this kind of people that word would be "fisherman". But we don't. In Peru, they have different names for things than we do in America. They call that kind of people "pescadores". That's Spanish. That's what they speak in Peru. When El Nino comes, these "pescadores" can't catch any fish. El Nino is caused when the Peruvian gods get angry. They have been angry for millions of years and have made El Nino for millions of years. Many many moons ago, the Peruvians committeed human sacrifice to satiate their gods and end the flood that was caused by El Nino. In today's modern dog-eat-dog work-a-day world of scientists, diplomats, McSalad Shakers, and George Bush Jr., we no longer have access to such solutions. We are too proud. We will not commit human sacrifices. We refuse to satiate the Peruvian gods. Thus, they remain angry and keep killing us and burning down our trees with El Nino.

Instead of satiating the gods, many of these "scientists" have tried to control El Nino with "science". They put up expensive fish-attracting bueys that run on flashlight batteries. Imagine, fighting the power of the gods with flashlight batteries! Needless to say, this didn't work and everyone died.

Lightning!!!
Jeremy Lavine
Period 3

What is lightning? Where does it come from? What does it mean? Does it have a meaning? Where does it come from? What is it made of? Is it made of light? Some might say it was made of light. Others contend that lightning is made of fire. People used to think that lightning was made of fire. Fire in the sky. Fire that killed people and knocked down trees. Before Benjamin Franklin. Benjamin Franklin was a founding father. He fatherly founded that lightning is made of electricity. Electricity in the sky.

But what of the Greek myths, of the Greek god Zeus and of the popular image of Zeus - a Greek God - throwing down lightning bolts to kill people and knock down trees. Where did he find the time? And what of lightning being made of fire? In this workaday world in the era of the founding father Benjamin Franklin we have no time nor patience for such concerns. These are for the third world and schizophrenics.

Some people do not understand that lightning is destructive. They ignore the wisdom of their elders and of the founding father Benjamin Franklin. They think lightning is a lie perpetrated by people with a vested interest. At their own peril!!! Lightning kills people and knocks down trees!!! It a power of destruction exercised by the Greek god Zeus, the mightiest of Greek gods!! But they do it: they ignore such wisdom and taunt the powerful exercise of destruction and they worship their idle gods and stand near trees. At their own peril!! Lightning has the killing power to kill people and the destructive power to knock down trees! When you stand near trees, they will be knocked down by lightning and you will be killed by lightning! There is no escape. Lightning will knock down the tree and knock down your soul. Trees are tall.

Many things are tall. Many things attract lightning. But do the two correlate? A recent study says yes. It says that being tall and attracting lightning do correlate. That means that being tall corellates with being struck by lightning. You die when you are struck by lightning, and your tree is knocked down.

Some people try to measure lightning, they take measurements of it. They use balloons and rockets and their imagination and determination and research money and they put it all in the mixing bowl and they mix in storms - storms with lightning - and so they mix in the lightning and then they get the product if they're lucky of measurements about lightning from the storm? What kind of measurements? We may never know ...

oh man...good times

Sunday, February 06, 2005

Sun, 06 Feb 2005 03:54:12 GMT

RANDOM OCCURRENCE OF THE DAY:

Tonight I went to Panera on a romantical study date with my roomie.
At one point during our evening, a boy, who appeared to be of high school age, approached the both of us.
He proceeded to utter perhaps to worst pick-up line I have ever beheld:

Random Guy: Hi. My name is ________ (you fill in a name b/c I certainly don't remember). It has always been a dream of mine to carry on my family name. I was wondering if one of you girls would like to help me out and bear my children.

Note to any boy reading this entry: Don’t ever use this line.

Sunday, January 30, 2005

Sun, 30 Jan 2005 04:01:05 GMT

For almost the entirety of my life, I have been in the habit of making a complete fool of myself in front of total strangers. To prevent my self-esteem from plummeting to the depths of the lowest of self-esteems...I have learned to laugh at my follies.

Despite this misfortune, which has plagued me for so long, I am proud to announce that today my roommate Amy has beaten me in the “COUNT OF EMBARRASSING SITUATIONS.”

Scenario #1:

Morning.

Becca quietly stands in the restroom brushing her teeth. The sound of her suitemates in the adjacent room, though muffled, is quite evident.

Amy enters the scene.

Amy: BURRRRR! IT’S COLD IN HERE!! IT MUST BE THE COLDNESS IN THE ATMOUSPHERE!!!

Becca quickly drags Amy into the privacy of their own room, knowing their witness to their suitemates is at stake.

Scenario #2:

Afternoon.

Becca sits reading a book while Amy quietly takes a nap.

A knock is heard at the door and Becca moves to answer it.

Their friend Lance, who lives but a floor above them, has come to offer and friendly “hello.”

Amy, having heard the knock as well, sits up and questions Becca as to who is at the door.

As fate would have it, Amy's sleep, or perhaps lack thereof, was affecting her mind as she imagined Lance to have already come and gone.

In a joking manner, though appearing serious enough to cause discomfort to everyone present:

Amy: What did lance want? Did he ask you on a date?

Awkward silence

Becca: Amy…Lance is still here.

Awkward Silence

Scenario #3:

Night.

Becca and Amy happen upon a group of 15 unsuspecting freshman happily playing a game of Cranium.

The two girls stop for a few minutes to say hello to a some friends.

Upon leaving the room, Amy draws attention to herself so that the entire room, filled with mostly people she doesn’t know, turns to hear the words of wisdom she has to offer.

Amy: Remember, Sunday morning starts Saturday night!!!

Awkward Silence.

(to read these accounts from the perspective of my unfortunate roommate....click on http://xanga.com/soonerspaz)

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Wed, 12 Jan 2005 17:53:44 GMT

i would like to dedicate this entry to my beloved roomie...who i have not seen in almost 4 weeks.
this saddens me.
however i am going to plano in 2 days where we shall be reunited!

AMY I LOVE YOU!!!
haha

big gulps huh...welp c-ya later!

Saturday, January 01, 2005

Sat, 01 Jan 2005 23:24:18 GMT

I remember I was hammering on a fence in the backyard when Dad approached. He was carrying a letter or something in his hand, and he looked worried. I continued to hammer as he came toward me. "Son," he said, "why are you hammering on that fence? It already has plenty of nails in it." "Oh, I'm not using nails," I replied. "I'm just hammering." With that, I returned to my hammering. Dad asked me to stop hammering, as he had some news. I did stop hammering, but first I got a couple more hammers in, and this seemed to make Dad mad. "I said, stop hammering!" he yelled. I think he felt bad for yelling at me, especially since it looked like he had bad news. "Look," he said, "you can hammer later, but first-" Well, I didn't even wait to hear the rest. As soon as I heard "You can hammer," that's what I started doing. Hammering away, happy as an old hammer dog. Dad tried to physically stop me from hammering by inserting a small log of some sort between my hammer and the fence. But I just kept on hammering, 'cause that's the way I am when I get that hammer going. Then, he just grabbed my arm and made me stop. "I'm afraid I have some news for you," he said. I swear, what I did next was not hammering. I was just letting the hammer swing lazily at arm's length, and maybe it tapped the fence once or twice, but that's all. That apparently didn't make any difference whatsoever to Dad, because he just grabbed my hammer out of my hand and flung it across the field. And when I saw my hammer flying helplessly through the air like that, I just couldn't take it. I burst out crying, I admit it. And I ran to the house, as fast as my legs could take me. "Son, come back!" yelled Dad. "What about your hammer?!" But I could not have cared less about hammering at that point. I ran into the house and flung myself onto my bed, pounding the bed with my fists. I pounded and pounded, until finally, behind me, I heard a voice. "As long as you're pounding, why not use this?" I turned, and it was Dad, holding a brand-new solid-gold hammer. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and ran to Dad's outstretched arms. But suddenly, he jumped out of the way, and I went sailing through the second-story window behind him. Whenever I hear about a kid getting in trouble with drugs, I like to tell him this story.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Wed, 22 Dec 2004 03:08:28 GMT

oh kingwood...

i feel like i'm in high school again...

i just got back from watching a bunch of boys play dodge ball in a dodge ball tournament...it was pretty ridiculous...

i had almost forgotten the randomness of those kids...and the things they come up with to do.

what i love about my friends back home is that we don't have to work really hard to stay in touch during the school year...and over breaks we can come home and pick up right where we left off.

welp...i think i may go watch a movie with the fam

Friday, December 03, 2004

Fri, 03 Dec 2004 19:10:04 GMT

sorry but this is going to be a serious entry...but i hope it is encouraging.

God is SO good.
I have become completely blown away by His goodness and grace.
It's so amazing to me how even in the hardest of times, when you feel like the walls of your life are crashing in on you, that God is right there with you.
He's not only with us, he's ahead of us!...and knows the outcome of everything we go through.
In our hard times, He draws us so much closer to Himself...
and as we look back on everything...we can see how He worked in our lives to make us more like Himself.
That's a very humbling thing to realize.
When we truly believe He is sovereign and has a plan, we begin to realize that in ALL things we need to praise and thank God...not just for the fun and good things...but we need to thank Him for what seems like the bad things.
God has been showing me how to lay EVERYTHING down for His sake...and to be willing to give anything up for Him.
It's a really really hard lesson to learn...but it is so good at the same time.

Anyway, I hope that was encouraging to someone.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Wed, 17 Nov 2004 23:40:31 GMT

Me and Tygre are starting "Grandma Club."
Anyone may join, as long as they meet these requirements:

1. You must be a girl
2. You must know how to knit, and do it for fun
3. You must use old school sayings such as "silly goose"
4. You must take a lot of naps
5. You must be grandma-ish enough that someone, preferably a boy, calls you a grandma to your face or online

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Wed, 10 Nov 2004 23:36:03 GMT

i can't handle studying anymore...

this weekend i went down to college station for the OU-A&M game.
it was super fun!
i got to stay with my wonderful friend lauren brown.
she is super and i miss getting to see her all the time.
the game was really intense.
i felt sick to my stomach the whole game.
this was due to the fact that we weren't winning.
but i should have remembered that the past few games we have given the opposing team a head start before we come back and beat them.
so all was well and we won!
i have never heard fans so loud as the aggies were during that game.
they are crrrrazy.

monday night i went to a jason morant/bethany dillon/bebo norman concert!
wow.
i like all 3 of those kids so i was super excited that they were all going to be in one place!!
it was good.

today i had my second econ exam.
needless to say....i don't think i did so well...
in fact, i will be lucky to pass.

i have another exam tomorrow....and i haven't started studying for it.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!