andy

heres to andy.

he beat me at slime vollyball.

ships sails and ceiling wax

yesterday was a pritty kewl day. i went to church late and got my parents really mad, but that was just a foul start to the day. i got home and cleaned after a brief talk with my parents, and then joe came over. immediatly we went over to murdock park to scope it out for airsoft. its perfect. good woods with plenty of hills and fallen trees and boulders and cover and certain sniping spots im keeping my eyes on. the only err,, flaw, is that youre sorta,, err,, looking over your shoulder for,, err,,, certain uniformed personell. we managed to shoot around a bit before we left (certain other people were spectating, so we figured we'd just better go. but we got back to my house and shot around there a bit. joe really stank it up for a good while. but after he got ahold of some decent guns it was fairly evenly matched. then we watched road to perdition. it was a charachter movie so it felt a little slow, but it was a real good movie. even the second time. go see it if you arent effected by cussing. (1920's gangsters) ((the REAL gangsters))

after that i went to pizza hut with a bunch of people i didnt know. cept my family. it was a wierd, quiet dinner.

then i got back home to a strange purple van parked in front of the house. we got in and no one appeared to be home. so i picked up the first object i could find,, then slowly walked up the stairs clutching the cold metal of my blunt insterment. then i got up there, and took a picture of lillian with my camera. we messed around for a little bit taking bad pictures. and then sat in the dark hallway for awhile talking. they broke the light or something and i guess we didnt feel like turning on any lights in different rooms. eventually my dad came up and about stepped on lillian cause he couldnt see anything. anyway we had a good long think with some good talk in the middle. it was good. then she left.

today i went to school, found some awsome pics of adrienne on,, umm,,, some other website,,, and then went home to do the route. the end.

fun facts

More Monopoly money is printed yearly than real money throughout the world.

People photocopying their buttocks are the cause of 23% of all photocopier errors worldwide.

A dentist invented the Electric Chair.

Rudolf the Red-nosed reindeer was actually created as a promotional figure for Montgommery Wards department stores.

Percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% Percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%

A whip makes a cracking sound because its tip moves faster than the speed of sound.

Walt Disney got the idea for Mickey Mouse from watching mice play in a garage, where he was forced to work, because he could not afford to rent an art studio.

About 100 people choke to death on ballpoint pens each year.

About a third of all Americans flush the toilet while they're still sitting on it.

Alexander Graham Bell's wife and mother were both deaf .

Alfred Hitchcock did not have a belly button. It was eliminated when he was sewn up after surgery.

Cockroaches break wind every 15 minutes.

Fish scales are an ingredient in most lipsticks.

Frank Baum, the writer of "The Wizrd of OZ", looked at his filing cabinet and saw A-N, and O-Z,
hence "Oz."

The Declaration of Independence was written on hemp (a variety of the marijuana plant) paper

On average, every chocolate bar contains at least three insect legs.

Sherlock Holmes NEVER said "Elementary, my dear Watson", Humphrey Bogart NEVER said "Play it again, Sam" in Casablanca, and they NEVER said "Beam me up, Scotty" on Star Trek.

slime vball

i just beat the first level in 17 seconds.

upsides to everything

yesterday i went to indy to go watch my sisters dance recital. my sister does irish stepdancing. for all ye hoosiers ill make it simpler. shes one of them riverdancers with the irish music and stiff arms. and i guess thats all great. good for her. shes been doing it ever since we moved to indianna. the thing about it though, is they have a recital every year. okay, whatever, thats fine. but every year its on a tuesday so right after i get home from school i have to go to this thing. every year its in indiannapolis so its a long drive. every year my mom invites three too many people to come ride with us because were the only people with a minivan. (my parents hang out with the "singles' group from church.) letsee,, i suppose i could find about a billion other rasons why i hate going, but the biggest one is that its all accordian music. all 3 hours of it. okay, so thats not fun, but you get over these things right? well every year its the same songs. they probly use the same songs about 4 times over in every performance. they have all the same dances too. different people (they just move up to a harder dance every year) but same dances. with the same accordion music. every year i sit up on the balcony i wonder if its high enough to kill me if i jumped off or if id just break something.

this year was the same. cept for one thing, the weather was nice. every year it seems like theres an ice storm we have to drive through. if not that, something else goes wrong. one year it seemed glitchless till we got home, our neighbors garage was on fire. its just a bad day. well this day it seemed like it'd be pritty good. good driving weather, they did all the tank you's at the beginning (which took out about half an hour of the program) and you could see in the seats. i usually like to sit by my dad, cause he the only one who shows any concideration for me through this time of pain, but this year i sat down, and everyone was sitting one seat to the left,, so when people came to thier seat, i was sitting in it, so instead of everyone mooving over, i just went to the other side of the row to sit by someone i dont even know. i figured it was another thing on the list of misery. but good came of it. when i sat down i realised i was on the end. this was good. i remember thinking spacifically that it might be good if i had to go to the bathroom or talk a walk. or if i got so sick of the program i could go and throw up real quick. and i figured that that was the only nice thing to happen to me throughout all of this. but there was a better upside for sitting where i was. i was one of the few from our group, who did not get thrown up on.

thats right, thrown up on. some little stinker kid who was sitting and talking and kicking chairs behind up decided he'd blow some chunks on my row. green (yes green) chunks landed on my sister and mother and on her friend. it was disgusting.

oh well. at least it wasnt me. i went home clean.

camp-T memories

well i suppose for this im gonna get alot of stupid comments about this post, but thats okay. i think the whole reason im gonna post about this is to give you all some opening to comment. you know, give the readers what they really want. well im sure alot of you might enjoy reading this. its something that i dont think i would tell anyone about, ever, but i dont think im really in a sane state of mind today, so ill let you guys benifit from it.

for some strange reason i started thinking back to a time of the carefree, joyus days of summer day camp. its gonna be pathetic to tell you how old i was, but it musta been in 5th or 6th grade. it was my first real camp expirience so i was pritty excited about it, but i was very nervous. i remember being dropped off and having to go to this desk (in the middle of some pincnic area) and tell them my name and they'd tell me what group i went to. they pointed to some group and i walked over there. there were two councelors per group, and this one had two guy councelors. they sorta said high but pritty much ignored me. i settled in for a lonely day. (i used to get horrible homesickness) things were made even worse because once they finally checked their list, they couldnt find me on it. so i was in the wrong place and no one knew where i was supposed to be. so not only was i friendless, i was unwanted, unwelcome. i wanted to go home.

finally when everything was sorted out i was walked over to another group. this one i knew was a friendly group, there was something special about this one. you know how i knew? if you payed close attention you might be able to figure it out. the two councelors in this group were two girls. yeah,, they were both the prittiest, nicest councelors in the whole entire world. made me kinda grin and get a funny grin on my face im sure. and when i walked over there, they both smiled and welcomed me (probly just cause i was late and they needed to meet me) but it made me feel not homesick at all. i suppose i was willin to stick around a little longer. see if i could make a new friend.

i quickly learned something about myself that day. i can be very jelous. you see,, half the people on our group were guys. and most of them were of "higher rank" than me socially. (now i see that they were arrogant and bullyish little putzes) but to me (remember, short fat kid with big glasses and funny haircut) they were big competition and they were all the cool ones. all the guys new that these were pritty councelors and they all knew that they'd need some sort of edge on everyone else. it was a compettition thing. sounds really wierd, but id never seen such underhandedness and such a display of cunningness we all showed just to get these councelors to notice us.

and there were two things we could do to make ourselves feel special, we could carry thier backpacks, or we could hold thier hands. and that was pritty much all the goals we had for the week. because of that i vividly remember carrying the 1st councelors backpack. she was very grateful and it made me feel special. she was blonde and skinny, of the two, a little less pritty, but i think that made the other guys focus more on the other girl. so i took advantage of that and made a new friend. i forget her name. i also remember walking up and grabbing onto the 1st councelors hand before another guy could get it. in a situation with multiple guys and minimal targets, its good to be agressive and go for it. makes me laugh, and it probly makes you laugh or better yet cringe to think about it. if we were a year older it woulda been wierd, but then it was acceptable, the councelors knew there wasnt really any harm in it, and im sure we used that to our advantage.

over that week i think i made alot of progress with the councelor. she started remembering my name. i remember during one of the campfires i got to sit next to her. that was the first email adress id ever gotten from a girl. i emailed her for a few months, and when she went to college (that fall) i only got one or two responces. then eventually, i heard nothing more from her. wimper.

you know, now that i look back on this post, i realise that i was (if not still am) one of the wierdest little people in the world. i mean i guess we've all had crushes on people way older than you as a kid. at the basketballe game there was this girl that everyone said had a crush on me. (i knew it) but she was like 5, not 5th grade. shudder. but like i said in my last post, i wouldnt change anything, but its silly to look back and think about it. and im sure ill get that lesson taught to me a couple times in the near future.

sigh. so there you have it. ammunition. id better leave before i say anything else.

survey

**Yesterday did you?**
1. Talk to someone you liked: Yes
2. Buy something: a sandwhich
3. Get sick: not physically
4. Sing: absolutly
5. Thought about someone you cared about: Yes.
6. Cried: i teared up
7. Got in trouble: no
8. Talk to an ex: no
9. Miss someone: yeah

***Last person who...***
10. Slept in your bed: Me, before that, was my uncle about 2 years ago
11. Saw you cry: i have no clue
12. Made you cry: i dont know
13. Went to the movies with: i watched a movie with adrienne yesterday
14. You went to the mall with? natasha and jenny
15. Said "I Love You" and meant it: probly one of my parents

16. Ever been in a fight with your pet: fight with my sisters rabbit
17. Been to California: Nope
18. Been to Mexico: No
19. Been to Canada: yes
20. Been to Europe:no

**Random**
21. Do you have a crush on someone: yes
22. What book are you reading now? none
23. Best feeling in the world: being loved
24. Future kids names: joy, brooke, i donno any guys names. doesnt matter cause im not having any boys. at least not the first few.
25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: nope
26. What's under your bed: dust, trash, broken models that are half put together, boxes
27. Favorite sports to watch: soccer,
28. Location:Lafayette, IN
29. Piercing/Tattoos: not yet
30. What are you most scared of right now: going upstairs and having to make conversation with a dinner guest tonight.
31. Where do you want to get married? outside.
32. Who do you really hate? good charolette
33. Do you have a job: weekly paper route
34. Do you like being around people: nope. i hate people. i like being around friends and possibly individuals.
35. Have you ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with: no, i could have anyone i want. (yeah right)
36. Have you ever cried: yeah
37. Are you lonely right now: yeah
38. Song that's stuck in your head right now: im listening to "Ohio" by bowling for soup
39. Played strip poker: no
40. Gotten beaten up: yes. my back just healed from rebecca punching me awhile ago. it knotted up and i couldnt sit up. it hurt
42. Been on radio/TV: yeah that news guy interview me about shoveling snow during that one really bad snowstorm about 5-6 years ago
43. Been in a mosh-pit: heck yes.
44. Wishin you were with someone right now? sure

why look back?

okay i read megs post (go read it ((at least the first part)) to understand mine) and it got me thinking about my own life and i was trying to relate it to my life, and heres what ive found.

i dont regret much about my early highschool years. there are things that if i had to live through again, i wouldnt want to, like wearing stupid things and being short and having big glasses, but if i were to go back and change those things, i dont think i'd be where i am now. im pritty comfortable where i am now. i have lots of friends and a good life. i have use of a car and no technical curfew. i have good hobbies and a good social life and ive even got a girlfriend. thats all much better than i could ever hope for in 7th grade. if i were to go back and change my past, theres no telling what i would screw up. (anyone who's seen back to the future knows what im talking about) im not really one of those seniors who looks back (yet at least) and dwells too much in the past. if theres something worth remembering i might store it away for when i need to remember it,, but if theres something i dont want to remember, usually im pritty good at just not thinking about it. and jr high is just something that i dont want to remember too well. im too busy getting thrown into my future. the days dragg on longer than they ever have, but the weeks go by so fast and im just waiting to wake up in boot camp and go "what happened?" i am not thinking about my past at all. just my future. mainly what im thinking about the future is that i gotta make the most of the summer socially. i mean, if it comes down to not sleeping in in the mornings, ill get up just to be able to do stuff and stregnthen friendships so they can withstand the future. i dont really want to waste my time and effort into something i cant change. im only concerned with the present and future. no looking back.

the end

i dont know what to post about. there's been stuff thats happened lately, but i dont feel like talking about it. its not that it would be embarassing or hard for me to talk about, i just dont want to talk about anything.

well,, breaks over. its been nice.

halfway

these past couple days have been pritty fun. and just for you people who dont really like reading every little thing that happened, ill keep it short.

monday i got jordan to scream. and sure everyones heard jordan scream,, but this was a real scream. ive never heard anything like it. if you want ill try and recreate it for you in person, but i know i wont be able to do it justice. ive never heard a guy really scream before that. hehe.

yesterday i went to andys with chris. i beat them both at airsoft and wrestling.

breaks only halfway over.

steelers

okay, im gonna do something incredibly against my nature and post about sports.

im glad the steelers won. not cause they played better. not cause i have any affilliation to thier team. not cause i had any big bets going for them. im glad they won just for this shallow reason, they looked better. now i dont mean they gave an impressive performance. they didnt like gladiators win the crouds love and applause. they just looked better. two reasons. first, the coach. now, who would you picture as a good football coach? one who looks like hes been going to hardies one too many times. one of them big sweaty soft fellows who jiggles whenever he takes a step? or a real manly lookin man who takes care of himself and his appearance? you just know that if any of his players gave him lip, he'd take em out. not just throw some fine on him or something, but he could take em out. hes a coach you respect for if no other reason than hes just a man beast. not a fat old geezer. secondly, and more importantly, the steelers have a quarterback with an awsome beard. enough said.

beginning of the week.

well i guess i should probly post. i havent for a little while. yesterday was miserable. well school at the very least. i didnt really know if i was depressed or angry or even sick. i know i felt like all those at some point. i just wanted to go home. i drove myself that day so i seriously concidered it. but i stuck it out i guess. i was glad that natasha was back and i talked with her a bit. adrienne was gone leaving for vaccation, and even though she was missed, i was glad she got out. it really wasnt a fun day. after school i was gonna go to jordans house and play his computer game. so in the parking lot i was in the van getting ready to pull out and jordan comes up to my window. and in his "meek/pathetic" voice he goes, "jared? my truck wont start." i laughed. we messed with it a little bit and had no idea really what we were doing. then i took jordan home. we walked around in his woods by the creek. planned all these things we could do with airsoft. then came back, and as we waited for his sister to get off the computer, he watched news, and i played with those little green army men with his brother. then once we got on i showed jordan a thing or two about that game.

so thats what i did.

im eager to make this break the slowest i possibly can. its already started out well. i slept till 10:30 this morning. i know i can do better than that. im thinking 2:30, 2:45 will be a new goal for me.

right now my sisters sleeping on the coutch. i hate it when people do that. her room's like 12 feet away. now i cant really do anything in the livingroom cause shed get all ticked if i woke her. so im down here.

i have alot of good music, but im ready for something new and different. my music's getting old. right now im listening to sheryl crow. help me.

i think im gonna do something today. i dont know what, but i wanna do something.