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Le sigh
Saturday. 6.27.09 11:22 pm
The foil on my razor is broken. I either need to find a new foil or get some new blades. Lookin' a bit scruffy.

I saw Transformers. It wasn't bad at all. What're all the low ratings about? There was plenty of kick-assedness, and...humor? I didn't think I'd laugh, but I actually did. Yay for stereotypes! There was a hill-billy robot and ghetto twin. Great fun.

I didn't sleep til 5 this morning because I was hanging out with Tim and Ian in Tim's minivan. No lie, I slept in a minivan last night. This morning. Whatever.

And then I got up and dominated the invitational meet 3 hours later. It WAS just the invitational, I guess, so it's to be expected. The only reason I was there and not in the championship was because I missed so many meets. Oh well!

I'm sad inside.

I also feel bad because I expect that I will soon be disappointing a few people.

On that note, the strap on my watch is about to snap. BUT THAT'S NOT A BAD THING! It happens, I guess. I'm deciding on whether I want to replace the strap or fashion myself a pocket watch. I would totally go for the pocket watch, except I can't quite figure out the logistics of that, like how it would go with my keys or if I'm going to use a real chain. Also, I kind of like having the time on my wrist. I'd forgotten.

Aww. I'm still sad inside. But also a bit peeved. Not that it matters: if I have a problem, it's probably my fault.


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Icy Hot
Thursday. 6.25.09 6:38 pm
It was invented by Satan. I just know it.

This morning I got up early for a doctor's appointment. They decided that I needed a few vaccines. That is all.

Apparently Michael Jackson is dead and some people think it's hilarious.
I don't.

My hair is softer than I remember. But it's also thicker and poofier. Perfect for NOT SUMMER.

John and I...well, mostly John, invented a game that involves light punches and yelling "POW!" I think that's pretty sweet.

I beat Kingdom Hearts in about half a week, and now I'm trying to play the second.

PROBLEM: I have TWO copies of the game from my friends, but both disks have so many scratches that some things won't load.

SOLUTION: When the game freezes, switch to the other disk. The PS2 reads it as the same disk, and picks up where it left off. What are the odds that both disks will have lost data in exactly the same places?

I dunno, because it hasn't happened yet. Gotta love how gullible the PS2 is, though.

I got 2130 on the SAT. w00t w00t. My favorite part is that my essay got 6 out of 12 (which is straight up awful) but the writing section, which also includes some multiple choice questions, still got a 720 out of 800. Score.

Get it? Score?


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Off again!
Monday. 6.15.09 10:04 am
Aaron did some quiz on facebook, and the results said something about him loving to barhop. That made me giggle.

Scrawled by Steve
I can see you barhopping.

Scrawled by Aaron
I'm not sure if I sense sarcasm their or not

Scrawled by Steve
Don't trust your instincts or anything.

Scrawled by Aaron
Now I'm more confused than before

Scrawled by Steve
I know.

Scrawled by Aaron
Can you see me barhopping?

Scrawled by Steve
If I was bound to answer, that would have been a great way to break the well orchestrated confusion.

However, I am not bound to answer.

Scrawled by Aaron
Now I'm confused AND somewhat upset.

Scrawled by Steve
oh dang!

Scrawled by Aaron
Now I'm really confused. You seem upset too.

Scrawled by Steve
Nope. That was sarcastic.

Scrawled by Aaron
OK. Confusion level has dropped. Still upset though. A straight answer would be nice. (For once lol)

Scrawled by Steve
I only meant the "oh dang" was sarcastic. The rest is still unknown to you. And maybe to me

Scrawled by Aaron
Could you find out?

Scrawled by Aaron's mom
What a bummer when your mom is on your fb and gets to read these conversations about barhopping!

Heheheh. On a different note:

TO: Reid
Sup big guy?

FROM: Reid
sup man... i already miss everybody

TO: Reid
Yeah, it's boring here. I keep wanting to bust into some random cheer. TUGALOO CITY!

FROM: Reid
same here bro

TO: Reid
Plus, I was at youth group today, and I kept dancing during the songs.

FROM: Reid
lol omgod dude thats me too lol

Apparently being a man means that I'll have the urge to sing and dance more often

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Tugaloo is NOT to be messed with.
Sunday. 6.14.09 3:21 pm
I got back from my week-long stint at Palmetto Boy's State yesterday. It was incredible.

There is way too much to tell. Too many stories, too many quotes, too much excitement. If anyone asks me what I did at Boy's State, I will have a hard time summing it up. We in the city of Tugaloo (named after the Tugaloo river, I guess) met each other, became friends, persevered through physical and spiritual hardships, chanted ourselves raw, had the most kick-ass spirit, and became brothers.

We ate together, sang together, cried together, called each other names, called each other Matt Morris, and won the All PBS award, also known as the All Marine award. This is basically what we get for being the best city out of 19. 40 kids from near 1000. We worked for it, we screamed for it, and we won.

We were a city of legends. One guy used a cane all week. Not only that, but he had carved it himself. And his actual name is Nickles. Several people succeeded in drinking 8+ pints of milk each in one sitting. One guy was known throughout the camp and in fact won an award for Best Hair because he had a giant red afro. We had Matt Morris in our city. We had a crazy little guy who's funk-tastic dancing was exploited for chants on several occasions. We had one big guy who was willing to take off his shirt and blow away the competition with his man-boobs. We had Dub-Talley, who could dunk pretty viciously. One of our counselors looked just like Toby McGuire from Spiderman and had some awesome pants, another was sick on the snare drums and was extremely spirited, and the other was our daddy.

His son is Matt Morris.

We had plenty of kids, like me for example, who weren't of legendary status but were no less fantastic.

I hope to stay in touch with them. My life wasn't changed as much as some others', but I think I left with a better outlook. Or at least a working knowledge of state politics.

Drizzle, drizzle, drazz.

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