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Well, last Saturday night we went bowling. I was having fun, until someone next to us got up to tell us that we should practice bowling etiquette. What the... is that about? How do you practice etiquette when your bowling, honestly? I didn't know that bowling was so much like golf. Now you have to take extra precautions just to make sure that surrounding bowlers are comfortable? I hate those kind of people. If they can't concentrate with distraction, even as minor as someone in another lane bowling at the same time as them in bowling, or someone else talking at an indoor level, on the next hole over in golf. They shouldn't be aloud to complain, I mean if they can't concentrate, it's their own darn fault. This is all I have to say to those people: Go cry to your mom. I will bowl however I want, and whenever I want, because I can't be distracted by stupid things like that. And if I screw up, when something like that happens, you can be sure that I am not going to blame someone else. It's not like they threw the bowling ball in the gutter or duffed the golf ball only about 15 yards. I am the only one who can be blamed for something like that. I was trained in wrestling. You see, we wore headgear so that we didn't get "cauliflower ear" so it was easy to zone out anything else but the match. For something as simple as bowling or golf, being able to zone out everything else should be incredibly easy (even if you don't have something to muffle the sound out) that you shouldn't have to think about it. In fact, I believe that the more you try not to think about something the more that you do, so don't think about it, go with it. For example, if I said not to think about the color green, it would be hard not to if you concentrated on not thinking about green. See what I mean. Well that concludes this hour of "What's wrong with the world today?"
I am Scott. I like music, art and math. I think that anything out of the ordinary is top notch. It's what I strive for. Sometimes what I strive to be. When I leave a place I want to come back and and they will remember me, because I wasn't just another somebody, you know, as long as they don't remember me because they don't like me or anything like that.
Do you think that me being a big fan of art and music and all things creative could have anything to do with my pursuit in life to be an architect, or could it be that because I am interested in all those things that I have ultimately chose to become an architect. I think it is really because of my parents. My dad built our kitchen's entire cabinet collection (or whatever you'd like call it) and I helped to remodel our house. I found many things that I do not like about our house, even though it is pretty normal. I wish things around our house had more utility and that we had more storage areas. That could be some of the reason I like some things that are artistc, but I doubt if it has much to do with it. Probably, that subject is directly related to my wanting to be an achitect. My mom went to college recently to become a CPA and that may be why I like math. But for some reason, I have no idea why I like music and art. I don't know why I like music at all, I can't play any instruments and I can't sing. Although, I think it would be sweet to learn how to play some enstruments, the guitar and the trumpet among others. I also like to think of myself as problem solver. There is always another way to do something, always. I am always thinking of someway that I could put more storage into a house without it having to be very noticable. I like things that have utility, you know, they can do more than just sit there, or do the one thing they were invented for.
So I like mathematics and art, I intend to have a nice home that has lots of utility, and I am somewhat of problem solver. What could be better for me than to become an architect?
I recently started listening to yahoo music whenever I am on the computer. It is the greatest thing, especially for being free and NOT illegal. I can pick weather or not a song gets played ever again, and if I rate it, it decides on the frequency that it gets played. Like controlling your own radio station. I prefer the radio over stuff like CD's, cassette tapes, eight tracks, and records. I like the excitement of hearing a great song by chance. I get bored being able to pick my own song every time. The only way to fix that problem is to listen to the radio, or to push the shuffle button. So I choose radio. But it is better if I can narrow it down to songs I like.
And speaking of Radio, that is also a good movie. -random
Did you ever have to finally decide? American or Foriegn cars?Community College or University? Coke or Pepsi? Girlfriend or "the guy's"? In some cases: Boyfriend or "the girls"? Kum & Go or Casey's?Microsoft or Apple?Movie Theatre or rental (or buy)? Music or television? Pepsi products or Coke products?Play or go to work? Quizno's or Subway? Read my blog or live your life?Radio or CD (or cassette tape)? Sleep or do homework? Target or Walmart? Timex or Rolex? I have finally decided, have you?
Did you ever wonder when people who are born on a 29th of February celebrate their birthdays when it's not a leap year? Do they even celebrate thier birthday's during those years, who knows?
Will the Goo Goo Dolls ever make it known that they remade that song called "Give a little Bit" which was originally by Supertramp sometime in the 70's or 80's? How many of you knew that, unless I already told you, then you don't count. I mean it did make the charts and stuff for sometime, they kind of owe it to the makers of the song.
Will Sarah ever consider the North Iowa Area Community College to be a college? If she did, I might take Wartburg off the Fake College list. Stop calling me names, or else I'll call you names.
What am I going to do with my life? I have some plans and general ideas, but you never know. Last, this came to my attention by thinking about the fact that my gay co-worker is no longer employed where I work. Hooray. Did it ever occur to you that homosexual people are extremely selfish? They have no respect for the reason of their very own existence. What if everyone was homosexual? The entire human race would dissapear off the face of the Earth. On the other hand, I guess it is Ok, I mean maybe it is better that since that choice of action, being a stupid and selfish one, directly results in the removal of thier genes from the rest of the gene pool. Unless they have a sperm donar or seragate (sp?) mother, then we're in trouble. And just for clarification I haven't any problems with those kind people, I just don't think they should be homosexual.
I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico. Well, actually I didn't, I just felt like being un-original. But I did get accepted to ISU. Hooray. I already accepted their offer of admissions online and applied for housing. We will continue to bring you updates on that as we receive more information. In other news, apparently, eggs are not the reason for your high level of cholesterol. But we won't tell you why. HA Ha ha ha ha. I had a full five day weekend last week. Yeah. As you may know, I already have no school on Wednesday and Friday, but when school got canceled 0n Thursday due to weather complecations, well, you do the math. If you count the exact hours, it's a little more than 6 days. Sounds like a pre spring break to me.
I ended up working each day from Wednesday to Sunday. That should help that pay check! Cheese. (you know, when you smile for a picture) Speaking of Sunday, I actually went to church. That makes two in three weeks. Yea, that's right. Holy Cow. I mean, Holy God.
To anyone who reads this, I need some assistance. Shall I use black, or cool colors like blue and green, or warm colors like red and orange? You don't need to know what it's for, just tell me what you think.
Peace out.
I have decided to add this to my New Year's resolutions. I will stop pretending that I’m talking to someone on my cell, that I don't have, to seem wicked cool.
Last weekend was a bust. Everything worked out fine and it was a jolly weekend, but we did not go bowling, I did not see my Girlfriend in Des Moines, instead I traveled back to headquarters to see her, on the other hand, the good news is that I didn't have to work on Sunday. More later, after I eat lunch with Greg. Oh and, Hooray for being able to use to be verbs with no consequences aside.
Well now I am am done with lunch and my other class and I am finishing this. There is not much else to say, on the subject except it was all messed up trying to figure out what I was going to do. It turns out that the third party of the special bowling mission didn't get down to Ankeny, which is where we went before we actually went to the capital, until 2:00 in the morning on Sunday... Wow! Anyway, I returned to the headquarters on Saturday and visited my girlfriend where I was invited to help take her back to school in Des Moines (dez moan-ez). That was fun. We went to Jordan Creek Mall and then we went to a golf dome sort of thing in Johnston. That was cool, it was like an indoor driving range. (I think I am going to pick up golfing again this summer.) Then we went to drop her off and we went back home. It took a lot longer than that paragraph did to actually do all that stuff and other stuff in between. I am glad because that just means more time with my girlfriend. Yeah, so I got to go down there twice in one weekend. Oh and when we were down there on Sunday, we decided to drive to terrace hill (idk the proper name?). We saw three deer while driving around it, yet again... Wow! That was the weekend.
This is today. I had two classes today, and then I went to the skate park for like an hour or so, it was pretty fun, I did better than I thought I would, after as long as it's been since I last skated. Although I must warn you, I suck at skating. About the only things I have going for me are that I can drop in three different ways, I can transfer over a few small gaps, I canclear the spine, and I can stop at the top of the quarter pipes and come back in. From there I can either come in backwards or jump, do a 180 and come back in. But that is it, that is the entire list. I would not know where to begin to name all the grinds I can not do.
Oh and, Hooray again for being able to use to be verbs with no consequences aside.
For this weekend I will be carrying out a special operation and this letter was sent to me yeasterday, via electronic mail. I must be discrete so that none of the details can be deciphered and sabotaged.
Mrs. Esterhouse,
The plan for early departure to the capital is a go. I have a test of my knowledge at 8:50 and should commence an hour later depending upon the size of the assessment, and the number of poor souls that will be taking the assessment with me. Once completed; we shall rendezvous at headquarters, and I will make communication with you when I am departing the testing grounds and heading to the rendezvous point. After meeting at the rendezvous point, we shall depart heading south for the capital, to complete the operation's main objective. Good luck to you on your endeavors until Friday and God speed.
We shall communicate thursday, so as to recieve final orders and clarify the details, but it is uncertain at what time this will take place.
Mr. Sanderson
As Greg mentioned, I had completely forgotton the fact that most people would not know that my sister was baptized that morning, at the ten o'clock mass. Almost all of our family came, meaning my parents brothers and sisters and thier parents and kids. With the exception of my aunts and her family who live in Nevada, and one of my uncles who is unable to travel very far away from home very often. I randomly learned that my friend's church claps when they are done with the service, and I re-learned (something I know I've been told before) that the oil used to baptize my sister is basically olive oil ( I think) with balsum (I know). The day went well. As for today... It was liberating, what more can I say, I made it through, and I am thankful for being here. And today, I finally figured out how to put a picture next to my profile. While the fruit loop picture is appealing to me, I think it would be better if I somehow had way to put my own picture next to it. That is all.
Yesterday as many of you know, was super bowl Sunday. In fact you must be from another continent if you did know that. I am proud to say that it was my and my girlfriend's... How do you say month-iversary. We have been dating for ten months. However, the month before last, when the subject came up, she tried to convince me that it was on the 4th of the month, but it was not, I should know, I was the one to ask her. But, I guess maybe it wasn't that important for her to remember. I don't mind though.I won't hold you against it Jessica.
Anyway, about the super bowl, I wanted the Seahawks (sp?) to win, and they didn't. Oh well, I don't really care, it's not like I was following them or anything. Their is no sense in getting upset about someone elses mistakes, that you can't fix. I am not even sure how to spell their mascot name. I don't like to watch sports. It's not because I am a sissy, I just think it's boring to watch other people play sports unless you actually go to the game or you're in part of it. The Outlaw's hockey games are fun to watch, only because I go to them, but I would never watch them on TV. I like to play sports much more than I like to watch them, so that you can do something about the score. And one of the few reasons I watch the super bowl other than to say that I did (so no one makes fun of me), is for the commercials. I thought that the Ameriquest commercials were the best. Some other good ones were the Fedex one, and the one about the cell phone with crime deterrent. Well done, marketing teams.
Obey the Golden Rule so that everyone can exist in peace and harmony.
Shhhh, Quiet.
Leave room when passing people on bicycles on the road.
Lend your helping hands. Even if you only put them together to pray with.
Behavior is a mirror of self image. So, don’t be someone your not. And present yourself well.
Life is a box of cereal, don’t eat it all at once. In other words, don’t take life for granted, and move on through it before you know where it went.
Life is a garden dig it. Have fun. Dig though and find out what you can about your life.
The invisible hand that pushes us, is the competiion that drives us. Competition is good as long as you practice good sportsmanship.
God, here's one for you, nothing you're not used to, or that you haven't already done: Could you please bless this world?
I am in college, for anyone who didn't know that. And my schedule is really easy. I don't have school at all on wednesday or Friday at all. I have only one night class on Monday night from 6:30-9:30, so basically, I have a three and a half day weekend and break from school in the middle of the week. I just thought I would rub that in all of your faces, all of you you have school or work everyday of the week. And I would like to apologize if you found that sounded a little harsh, I'm just playin'.
More recently I follow a modified version of the Golden Rule: Treat others the way they want to be treated (not always the way they say they want to be treated). Sometimes, that’s hard to figure out, especially with girls, but it’s better than the way I want to be treated. It’s logical to me, and it allows me to be more outgoing as long as I don’t cross the line.
I mean, I want to have some noise when I’m golfing, like in the movie Happy Gilmore. Most people will go nuts on you if you make any noise while they golf. That annoys the heck out of me. I look at it from another perspective. I’m being nice by saying that you can talk when I golf, so you don’t have to be annoyed like I get when I have to be quiet for someone else. The same concept applies to other pet peeves of mine, such as not standing in front of somebody who is playing pool or being quiet for them while they shoot. Or, passing bicyclers on the side of the road with a whole extra lane of space. I follow all these things, the way everyone else does, but I like to tell others not to do the same to me. Putting other people down verbally constitutes another pet peeve that is handled differently. Instead of doing what others do I don’t put people down because I'd like to think I'm nice. Which brings me back to the Golden Rule-to be nice to others. It’s a quality rule to follow. Did you know that the basis for at least nine different religions is a version of the golden rule? I found this out at http://www.bahainyc.org/presentations/goldenrule/golden-rule7.html . Interesting, is it not?
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