And so summer begins!
I looked at my schedule for summer, and holy fuck it’s full. I was considering getting a job, but damn! I’m busy!
In eleven days, I’m going to a state camp which is usually pretty fun. I’ll be there for a week. Immediately after that, I will be going to my sister’s house (also for a week.) After that, I will be attending a local 4-H camp (that I absolutely LOVE!!) And the week after that, I will be a counselor at another 4-H camp (for kids aged 8-12.) That is a month that I will be either out of town or unable to communicate with the outside world. A month!! Two days after my last camp ends, band starts and continues for the rest of the summer. My summer ends in eleven days!
Holy shit, I just realized that I have to do my summer reading within eleven days! For summer reading I have to read three books: Their Eyes Were Watching God, the Awakening, and Macbeth. I’m frankly excited to read all three, but a bit too busy right now to enjoy them. Perhaps I’ll just hang myself and everything will be okay.
Summer makes me look back at my year, and I am honestly ashamed of myself. This has been the worst year of my life, and I don’t mean that in a melodramatic manner. It isn’t an overstatement. This year has been hell.
I took on too much this year. Three AP Classes were too much. The ten clubs I’m in were too much. Everyone who had a similar schedule agreed.
I hate that I wish away a year of my life; I feel like I’m not doing it justice. I can’t help it. This year has been awful. I should be enjoying these days of my youth to their fullest; I should be living every moment; I shouldn’t regret an entire YEAR of my life! But I do.
2011, here I come! WOO SENIOR YEAR!
This summer will be fun, but in the meantime I need to read some books and take notes on them and shit!
With love and all that jazz,
Elizabeth <3
P.S. This is my favorite class saying. I find it very fitting:
Peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not
Sex, drugs, rock and roll
Speed, weed, birth control
Party hardy, drink bacardi
Smoke a bowl, throw a party
Smirnoff’s good, sex is heaven
We’re the class of 2011.
Well I just found the most awesome website ever. It’s called TheWorstHorse.com and is dedicated to all things Buddhism-related in popular culture. It presents a mixture of genuinely-Buddhist and all-things-douchey-Buddhist products/things.
Two of my favorites:
“Zendough.com-” a credit score website dedicated to enlightening its customer with “the complete path to master[ing] their finances.” Pretty sure the last thing Siddhartha Gautama was thinking about back in the early 500’s B.C. was his credit score.
“Zencore-” the all natural male enhancement supplement. Why the devil “zen” was brought into such a thing is completely beyond me. Buddhist monks take an oath of celibacy, yes? So why is a fundamentally Buddhist concept, such as zen, being slapped upon a product entirely intended for sexual satisfaction?
God bless America: the home of the utterly fucked up and all things ridiculous (also applicable to Japan, but that’s an entirely different blog entry).
Good news, everyone! You read this in my voice!
So, I have decided to purchase me an Android phone. More specifically, the HTC Legend:
Lovely, isn’t it? Currently, I am using a Nokia N900. The best part about it, is that it has a physical keyboard. It also has an awesome calendar function, a great notepad function and it’s awesome at multitasking. It really is quite an awesome pocket-computer with limited phone capabilities. Limited in the sense that it can not send or recieve MMSes (most noteworthy flaw). It also can’t send stuff over bluetooth, and is a bit wonky when making phonecalls.
I want an Android phone, because I miss being connected to the internet wherever I go. I miss spotify on my phone, and I miss apps. The N900 is a great phone, but it is not a capable smartphone in a market with Android and iPhone. I have ordered my phone, and be patient, await my review of it in part III.
Until then, so long friends
Vegard
I am quite aware of the grave situation in Israel right now, and just so ya’ll know, I am pro-Palestinian. Now, this blog has absolutely nothing to do with the conflict, hence my title. What this blog is going to be about is a song I, along with Amanda Inman, wrote. It is for the plight of the manatee and all cetaceans. It should be sung along to the tune of “Man In the Mirror” by Michael Jackson:
“I’ve been a victim of poachers from up above,
It’s time they leave me alone.
Go back to your boat, stop being a ho!
Could it be really me,
Trying not to lose control?
A seaman’s disregard,
Somebody’s broken harp,
And a washed up whaaaale…
The tears of a dolphin come from the soul
And the saline stings their nose,
That’s why I want you to know!
I’m starting with the manatee in the mirror, Oooh!
I’m asking him to swim away, Oooh!
And no blowhole could’ve been any biggah!
If ya wanna save my peeps from being extinct,
Take a look at ya feet and stop eating meat!
Whoo! Whoo! Na na naaa, na na naaa, na na na naaaaa….Uhhuhhh Ah!
I’ve been a victim of a boating accident
It’s time my flipper is healed.
I can’t swim, I can’t dive,
I’m barely alive!
Could you please, kill some trees?
Instead of trying to eat me…
Maybe I’d eat you too,
If I could eat some meat,
But I got no teeth…
I wanna be happy swimmin’ in the sea,
Why won’t you just let me be,
I like eating seaweed!
I’m starting with the manatee in the mirror, Oooh!
I’m asking him to swim away, Oooh!
And no blowhole coulda been any biggah!
If ya wanna save my peeps from being extinct,
Take a look at ya feet and stop eating meat!
(Repeat Chorus and add some ooh’s, ahh’s, and snaps)”
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Hi.
Allow me to start with what is on everybodys mind. The Freedom flotilla, an international convoy of ships bearing several hundred peace activists, medicine, food, paper, building materials etc. heading towards Gaza, was boarded by Israeli navy elites. At least 9 activists were killed, they claim to have been attacked first. A few things strike me as interesting about this.
First of all, if you are the navy elite forces of one of the worlds largest military forces, you ought to be able to disarm someone with a bat without shooting them. Secondly, if you are at all familiar with war and stuff (even I know this), you don’t drop one lone soldier in the middle of the mob of people. Thats fucking retarded! Also, Israel, if you expect people to believe your side of the story, DROP THE FUCKING MEDIA BLANKET. Only sending out video tapes filmed and edited by you “proving your innocence” only broadens suspicions. But obviously if they allowed everyone to investigate and report freely, the suspicions would be confirmed quite rapidly. Part one of the blog entry is completed by this: Boycott the hell out of Israel. Free Palestine!
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Android I
So i have a Nokia N900 phone. And I love it. It is awesome, and sexy and easy to use, and i really have no complaints about it. It is everything i want in a phone and moar. Unfortunately, I am a phone junkie. The thing I hate the most about phones, is that in order to afford them I have to sign an agreement to pay a smaller sum every month for a year.. 🙁
Currently I am paying for both an iphone and my dearest N900, and still i urge for another phone, more specifically an Android phone. I was supposed to buy an Android phone when i got the N900, but ended up with my N900 due to physical keyboard. Damn.
Suppose I’ll have to wait until the internet perfects an android clone for my phone. And please don’t comment on the lovely irony of most phones having Intel Atom processors. I am aware.
Sincerely,
Vegard