Message #96

thys ys jist uh randum poest thatt i wantid too rite. et's intresteeng howe manee waeez wun kan spel thuh werds uv thee eenglish langwage. won cud relee cunfuze peepl bi speleeng evreetheeng. ef yoo cin suksessflee tranzlaat thes, then goe yoo. yur thuh behst. u git uh thumz uhpp. yauh. yur thuh mann. goe yoo. aneewaa. i theenk ime goeeng tou stohp noghw. thaancz fore yor tyme.

**ind uv mesidge**

Message #26

UGH!! I'm so perturbed right now. I got the ACT results from Freed today. I got a 26. A 26!! I dropped a point! Not only am I perturbed about the fact that I got the same score the first two times I took the freakin' thing (27), but now mad about the fact I did worse this time. The first time I took it, I knew I had to take it, so I did and wasn't specifically opposed to it. The second time I didn't really care. (the reason I didn't care was because I was rather depressed at that particular period in time). Then, this time, I really honestly cared and wanted to get a good score. But I did worse! I try to do good and fail. It seems that I do better on things if I don't really care; and worse when I try. It's depressing. Now I'm mad, annoyed and perturbed. The reason I wanted to get a good score because I want to go to Freed (I know what you're thinking, I want to go to Freed because it's a good school, and a Christian one at that; not only the fact that Bonny's going there). Anyway. I probably won't be able to get a scholarship for Freed 'cause I'm stupid, but I'm probably going to go there anyway- even if I am in debt the rest of my life. Well, I'm done venting for now.

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Message #1,000,000,000

Today was perty good. Have a lotta school work to do. crud to that. *dang it...* Anyway. Had to go to the gym today, just like every other Tues. or Thurs. I'm ain't likin' it. I'm like, so freakin' weak, it's not even funny. I mean, I'm a small guy, and I just don't have the build to work with. And no matter what people say, going to the gym don't make you feel refreshed and relaxed. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to live with it. Well, that's all for now.

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Message #1313

Bonny came home this weekend. She rode back with me because I was taking the ACT at Freed that day, so that was great. I had an awesome weekend. Spent pretty well all of it with Bon; but now she's gone again and I don't know when I'm going to be able to see her again so I think I'm going to just go to my room and cry now. Goodnight everybody.

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Message #456

It's been a couple days since I've bloggered. RUSH was great. Got to see Bon again, so that was cool. The classes and lessons and all were uplifting. I had to dog-sit Samson, Adam and Sarah's doggie, the last two nights. I didn't get to get too much sleep, but oh well. So today I've been rather tired. I didn't do too much school work today, but that's ok! I had a follow-up for my wisdom teeth-ectomy this afternoon. It was all A-ok. It was funny because I was in and out before the actual appointment time. Afterward I went to Wal-Mart. The only event of consequence there was that little kid with his hair in a mohauk (or however you spell it). That was bizarre. Later in the evening I went to the gym and there saw a hullet. It was a great one, and very well combed. But yeah. We later went to Books-a-Million. On the way there, I saw a toilet by the road... interesting. But yeah. That's today fer ya. A day of interesting sights. Oh yeah, there was another thing that happened today. On the way back from the gym, I tailgaited this certain van. This certain van (I do believe) just so happened to be the van that belonged to and driven by a certain police officer's wife. I didn't really realize it until it pulled into our neigborhood and went toward the policeman's house (I previously new that his wife was handicapped). It kinda scared me when after I pulled into the driveway, I noticed that the van had stopped as if to see where the person would go that was tailgating them. I shrugged it off, and went inside. Then, while in my room readin, I heard a car and looked outside: only to see a police car driving slowly in front of our house. He was going real slow and my heart rate quickened as he passed. Thankfully he continued and drove on by and didn't pull into the driveway... whew. I was like, "...dang it..." But it turned out ok... I hope. I hope that we don't get anything from him in the mail. Eh, that would be bad... no more driving fer me. Well, that's my story, and now I'm done.

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Message #00

Hey, guys! My brain is back online. The last couple of days I've been recovering from wisdom teeth extraction. But it's all good. I can't wait til tomorrow: I get to see Bonny again! That's cool and stuff. Well, I can't think of anything else to say right now, but I may blog later.

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Oh, Todd. Drugs aren't all they're cracked up to be.
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D&D

If anyone wants to learn to play Dungeons and Dragons (a paper based RPG(roll playing game)), let me know. I am working on a campaign to send some peoples on. I know Stephen will want to play (he already knows how it works), and I'm going to force Kenneth to play, but if there is anyone else, they are more than welcome to contact me.

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D&D's a game where you play a character you make. It is a fantacy game inspired by Lord of the Rings (it's not a new game. but I can elaborate later). I would be the DM (Dungeon Master) who runs the game, pitting you up against evil foes, granting you special powers, and laying your destiny before you. It's fun, and easy! Your character can be anyone you want him (or her) to be (with certain limitations of course). You can choose from a number of races, including dwarves, elves, and halflings (hobbits). There are many classes your character can choose from: a ranger (think Legolas or Aragorn), a fighter (think Gimli), a wizard (think Gandalf), a monk (think Jacki Chan), and more.

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Well, contact if you're interested!

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For more information contact me: IM: filosoferking3, EMAIL: filosoferking3@yahoo.com

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~Master Skipper

Comments on Life 0.4

Some People (cont.)

There are those people that don't really know how to woo a girl. They think they're so cool and try to act all slick and do this and that, but really end up looking like a fool because what they are doing is childish or imature. They're all "touchy" and despite the fact that girls don't like being constantly hugged or back-rubbed or massaged or the whole "guess who" thing and most definitely being stalked. You try to tell them, but they just push it off and seemingly don't care. It really annoys me. These people don't seem to want to realize that they have built themselves a bad reputation and that no girl likes them. You want to help them, but they are unhelpable. They dug themselves into a pit and can't get themselves out, at least not with some major serious work. They go and ask every girl they can think of out. Why? They can't really like that many people. That in itself would make it difficult to actually get a girlfriend because that makes it appear (and more than likely, in most cases it's true) that they don't really like that person, they just want someone to call their girlfriend. Girls aren't just an item to be possessed and kept at your side; they're people too. Their "bubbles" should be respected and these people shouldn't just go around being "touchy".

Well, that's my two cents for today on this topic. More coming soon; or email me at hasntbeenused@knology.net.

~Master Skipper

Message #106

This morning I really didn't want to get up. It was 9:30 so I got alot of sleep, but it was just one of those times that I just really didn't want to get up. But I did none the less. After rising and eating a bit for breakfast, Dave and I began a rock displacement procedure upon the pebble paths of the garden (we moved the rocks to a different place). It was really hot and it was a wee bit tiring to move a whole buncha gravel. But oh well. Thankfully Mrs. Burgess needed to get in the church building, and she called my dad because we have a key (I have a key), and so I got a break and went to the building and vegged in the AC while I waited for them. That was nice. Then I came back home and finished what part of the project was left. After completing the task, I came inside and played around on the computer, waiting for Seth to get over here to play disc golf. Then we played disc golf at Braun Springs disc golf course. I didn't do too hot. I got 1 over on 4 par. But yeah. It happens. That brings me to now. Now I am just sitting at the computer (obviously) typing a post and waiting for Dad to get out of the shower and go to Smokey's to get the food. Yeah. Well, that's it for now.

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BUT WAIT! There's more!... not really

But yes, there is! I forgot to say that we saw a hitman today! It was when Dave and Seth and I were comin' back from disc golf. We can't confirm it, but why else would a black guy be strolling down the road in a black suit? Needless to say, we gunned it outa there before he started bustin' caps.

Comments on Life 0.3

Some People

Don't you hate it when there are those people that really get on your nerves, but you can't say anything to them because then they will think that you are their worst enemy and they go off and alienate themselves? You try to tell them why they get on people's nerves, but they won't listen, they just shell up and keep to themselves. It can be frustrating when you are talking and everything they say is stupid, but you can't convince them that what they said is stupid, because they think that they always should be and always are right. It's especially annoying when it they finally do something good and get people to stop talking about something, but then they go and infer things about it and when you tell them to stop they convince themselves that you are calling them a ringleader and condemning them, when in reality you are just pointing out the fact that they are being hypocritical. It's also rather perturbing when you are trying to "un-shell" them, get them to start talking again, and when you finally do, they get all stupid and immature again and you tell them to stop, and then they convince themselves that the world is against them again.

Well, this is all I'll say on this topic again. Stay tuned for more information, or email me at hasntbeenused@knology.net.

~Master Skipper

Message #22888101788

Hey, guys. Man I'm sooooooooooooooo (slightly exaggerated) glad that it's the weekend! I hate school. Geometry isn't that bad; right now it's as easy as cake. But chemistry.... UGH!! I have to memorize like, a billion things. It's hard and confusing at the same time!! I mean, how much worse than that can you get? It's crazy. And we don't even get to blow anything up because we're homeschooled and don't have a lab. Such a bummer. American Government isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. It's ok I guess. Nothing terrible, just a little dry. Then there is grammer and composition. The grammer part is like, what I've done for the past 18 (approx. value) years of my life. The composition is just stupid. I absolutely hate writing papers and crap. I have to write this silly vocationaly paper thing. So pointless. The only reason we write papers in high school is so we can be able to write them in college. But why do we write them in college? Everyone in the world isn't going to write a book, and most of those that do most likely refer back to their old books to see if they are doing it right. And how many jobs will make you write papers? I'm talking like, a "vocational" paper, or a short story, or a freakin' book report. I mean, c'mon now. I understand that alot of jobs will have people writing something or another, but alot of the crap that they make you do in comp. is just silly useless crap that most of the population won't ever need. It should be that if someone wants or needs to take that class he can, but otherwise forget the crap. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to get over it and do it for now.

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Message #918

Been a while since I've bloggered. Today's been pretty good. I'm pretty tired, so I won't probably type too much. Stayed up 'til 12:30 last night and the night before talking to Bonny. I got my hair cut today. Todd said that he missed my hair being long. It's kinda funny. But yeah. I think I'm going to go now.

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Message #100

Bonny's back for the weekend. What more need I say?

Message #770

Dude. Wow. Today has been really long. Man, I had a whole stinkin' buncha school work today. Ugh. I hate school with a passion. Oh well. It happens. yeah. That's pretty much it. Did school, went to church, and finished by talkin' to Bonny. Yeah. Can't wait 'til this weekend.

I have one thing to say: there are those that can sing, and those that can't. Those that can't shouldn't sing as if they could. It just doesn't work that way. (what's sad is that there are those that can't sing that think that they really can). But I highly encourage those who can sing to sing out all the louder. Yeah that's all that I have to say.

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