Today is May Day! (but word press seems to run on its own schedule… so according to them it is the day AFTER May Day). No, it’s May Day! And in honor of the first of May… watch this!
Swine Flu
With all the hub-bub about the swine flu epidemic, people have started to hate swine. But why? Pigs are really cool. They are one of the cleanest animals and I also hear that they are one of the only farm animals that can be given food, and don’t woof it down in 30 seconds. So that whole “eats like a pig”, “dirty as a pigsty”… so not true! Don’t be hate’n on the piggy’s!
The only reason that swine flu is called swine flu is because pigs can get it too. People are getting their panties in a bunch about this thing and are now refusing to eat pork. FAIL. You can still eat bacon if you want to… you aren’t going to get swine flu. Though I wouldn’t eat it in Mexico…
Angela Rose
No i want details like
Angela is incredibly amazing
No you can’t…
WRONG
people are going to read this and be like… what the heck
Ok, I’m leaving you two
I’m gonna eat my bagel and be happy!
You guys are super
*chew*chew*giggle*chew*
Denise, no seriously, write something about me
like…
our life time friendship together.
Do you have Kleenex?
What topic are you doing Zach?
I’m doing diabilities.
hehehehehehehahahahehe STOPPPPP
Don’t poke me!
sniffle
do do do do do
WRONG it was do da do da do
not do do do do do
Mr. Simmons say something about me
O a blueberry sweater
Wait… but I’m a girl
Wait your wearing it too
You don’t have stripes
I can’t see it from here
Look, there is supposed to be a pocket
but its sewed shut…
I should go to Old Navy about it
I would get fired
Denise is typing the whole converstaion about us
I told her to blog about me
and she did this
And she just typed that
……..
I don’t know
rawwwwwwwh
num num num
Whenever i hear that it reminds me of Todd
say something mr. simmons
WRONG
I hear a movie
I hate actually doing work
pop pop pop pop
*shuffle*
Oh, Mr. Simmons i have a present for you
hold on
here you go
(its an invite to her graduation party)
yay
There is 5 other ones
Why?
Oh
are you recording all this?
Ms. Jennings!
I haven’t finished all them… I’m gonna do Mr. Goodhue
Ms. Menko was like….oooooooo
IGNORE
that’s awkward
so did he not swim?
bummer
you should teach him the water trick with your hair
is there gel in your hair?
Theres gotta be
water water water doesn’t dry hard
like this is water
oh yeah
I guess its different
I don’t put anything in it besides shampoo
that’s not to moisturize it, its to keep it in place
you should have seen me when i was little…
I had a fro
This is 10 min in Angela’s life, but only with her conversation. I love her… can you see why?
“can I make one about you now?” (x2)
Concert Goings
My mom… she is pretty damn cool. She has been to hundreds of concerts since she was a preteenager. Your talking to the girl who grew up on the B-52’s, Eurasure, The Police, Midnight Oil, Dylan and the Stones. Because in my house it is better to have a high quality stereo system than a decent car. My mother has kept a notebook of every single concert she has ever been to, who the opening bands were, where she saw them, and how much the ticket was. Check out her blog about all the concerts she has been to… or at least what she has written about so far, she is in the process (slow process) of adding them all in between our new business and her life not in the past. Concert Goings by… my mom
Molestache
I have recently learned
that there is a certain kind of mustache associated with child molesters; the molestache. Now, mustaches are only for important people; farmers, truck drivers, cowboys, hippies and Mexicans. But the molestache is reserved only for child molesters, so remember that when you want to consider growing some facial hair…
I learned all of this when my cousin Steven sculpted his stache in such a way, it’s kind of unfortunate. I commented on it to my other cousin, his sister and she told how his molestache creeped her out.
http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/418286754_9004c904db.jpg%3Fv%3D0&imgrefurl=http://flickr.com/photos/marklarson/418286754/&usg=__7JVs0UsJZDWku3iurASjhmIaRmQ=&h=333&w=500&sz=101&hl=en&start=10&sig2=hpEc7YAi4b2PINSZNVNX3g&um=1&tbnid=XkT-JF1COjLGAM:&tbnh=87&tbnw=130&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlong%2Bmustache%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&ei=YcH4SYzDOeOPmAfLmM1Z
Competitive Edge
I have always been a really competitve person… I hate it. In fact, the other day, I had to fill out this survey in psychology class that had me check off traits of my acutal self and my desired self. I checked of competitive in actual and left it blank in the one I wish I had.
But with this new journalism project where I have to get famous with this blog and get the most hits in the entire class for me to get an A… it’s on. It would be super rad if you just kept coming back to my page over and over again. I like A’s.
Bring It!
above this line marks the competitive me, trying to become famous and get an A in my journalism class…
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below this line is me being random and then turning moody and irritable
Spirit-tual Revolution
Never in my entire life have I been surrounded by so many spirit sucking humans than I have at Hopkins Academy. I honestly have never been around so many people that thought that something so invigorating and necessary was ‘un-cool’. Spirit is the life giving blood that flows through the veins of a healthy and functioning high school; but why not at Hopkins Academy? The motivation is all there. How many ‘high school’ movies have you seen that didn’t include a shouting crowd brimming with spirit at a pep rally? It seems that every other school has a handle on spirit, or at least, the people that don’t dress up in school colors are jeered instead of those who do. Now I am the first one to say that different is good, but this is just ridiculous! My father went to Hopkins Academy and he told me that not even then did Hopkins students have school spirit. Their idea of ’spirit’ was beating up people from the opposing team after basketball games. Hopkins Academy finds great shelter in the world of tradition, sometimes unfortunately. Supposing this trend continues, ’spirit’ will never reach the hollow halls of HA. Even during “‘Spirit’ Week” we dismiss ’spirit’ in regard for hard edged competition. At the moment, as far as I’m concerned, Hopkins Academy is dead. That life inspiring ’spirit’ that runs swiftly through a high school’s veins are dry and barren, and they have been for nearly 345 years.
I presently find it unbearable to remain optimistic. It is so difficult for me to go to school 5 out of 7 days of the week with that kind of energy present. I don’t want to be around those kind of people; those spirit sucking pessimistic emotional bulleys. Everywhere I turn I see no glimmer of spirit, no sign of support, no hope for better; I see sullen faces, begging for nothing but to be free of that spiritless hole that we call Hopkins Academy. For years I thought all that I could do was set an example. But clearly my efforts have failed, or at least made a minimal impact. I find myself at a loss. What am I supposed to do. I am a senior at Hopkins Academy. I have waited long enough! It is time for a spirit-tual revolution! But how?! I need to know how to help, I refuse to leave this school in this state of ruin.
