Academically Challenged Syndrome

Monday, March 12, 2007

Something worth noting

Once again thanks TLF for reminding me to update my blog in all events random and pertinent and here's an event which I think is extremely pertinent. The Sr.'s nephew who is marine came to talk to our class about the war in Iraq which he was fighting in. (He wasn't that bad looking either) It was actually pretty cool. He was really softspoken which I though was ironic since he's a sarge and all. He was talking about his experiences and how he can't really talk alot about his job since he' s in intelligence. He's going back to his base in Hawaii on Sunday. Anyway during the course of his talk I ask a couple of questions. And then, Sr. out of the corner of her mouth says, "Ask him about his girlfriend" I looked at her and said, "what?". Then followed by an "Oh." and "OK!" Raca's on the side and said, "Do it!". While he was talking about a more serious topic I tried to suppress my laugh, and when he finished talking I raised my hand and I was called on. For three seconds straight I was laughing partly because A.) I was nervous and B.) Because it was random, which exemplifies my personality. Then finally I asked the question he started to laugh and then I think the class started to laugh and he finally said, "I didn't expect to hear that question." I was so drunk with laughing that I didn't blush with embarassment, because I learned throughout my career at SHA that I should be embarassed at questions. At the end of the talk we took a class picture. I think that I might have cut Raca's face off. Oh well.
Oh Lesley if you're reading I was wondering if you could make a quick intercession that he has a safe trip back to Iraq and that he comes home safely and for all the other marines out in the battlefields. Hey! It's a fellow Marine. Btw, I was wondering, when you graduate, do you become an officer or a soldier thingy. Just wondering.


I gotta finish Huckleberry Finn and Peace out for now.


PS. anything larry the cucumber or stephen colbert!

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Some Freedom?

Finally I get to post something because TLF said, "Because I said so!" Well here I am posting. "My mom had a whole bunch of Planned Parenthood pens, I tried to use them, but they didn't work so I threw them out." Find the symbolism in that quote, if you can't then you can ask TLF, she will be glad to give you answer.

Finally the Quiz Bowl is tomorrow I can show off my trivial pursuit knowledge, this happens to be my main event because if you look at my empress title you, the reader, would know that this applies to me and maybe a little bit of Elise, she is of things morbid.

It might have been my last post or pen-ultimate, ack! I'm quoting the music teacher, anyway, I was having a very long discourse on what I thought love was or tried to logically figure out what was the difference between infatuation, extreme infatuation, and flat out obsession.

OOOooo I found a Planned Parenthood pen, lemme see if it works......nope. Off to the trash! As left leaning as I am I still believe in inalienable rights.

Im not totally sure why I am putting this post in small paragraphs. Currently I am working on a religion homework assignment (love the random transition?). It has to do with some reflection at the end of chapter 1. I wanted to draw a picture of Jesus with his face visible, then I realized that I can't draw his face, because he either looks extremely deformed or looks like a woman. Only one picture actually looked like him and guess what, it was a draft.

So basically it shows when Jesus is on the steeple or stage, you get my point. He's with Pontius Pilate and Barrabus(?) anyway PP is pointing at himand I very lightly outlined a crucifix around him, and very very lightly I wrote "Inri". If you look closely in the picture there are two fish one has the word Jesus in it.

There are times when I wondered how different would I have been if I went to Catholic School, mainly St. Rita's. Would I be more of a Jesus enthusiast or would be just the same as I am now. I have heard frequent times that you can question the Catholic faith and still be a Catholic. Then there are those questions that may rake your brain over and over again and no one can really answer it for you, but you have to find the answer yourself. Remember my little discussion on personal truth in English last year?

Dang it's 10:30 and I still have to study for a Latin quiz tomorrow. I'll se ya people on the sunny side!