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You know what the problem is with alot of students in highschool? They take what their teachers are spoon-feeding them without recognizing the possibility that their teachers could be stupid or completley, 100 percent, dead wrong about what they're saying. In actuality, its often a mix of the two.Example:My Psychology midterm:Multiple Choice Question: When a person recieves a 75th percentile rank on a test it means that he/she...?Correct answer: Scored higher than 75% of the people who took the test."Correct" answer as written by my Psychology teacher: Scored higher than 75% than the average test taker. Let us disect this travesty of a sentance. "Scored higher than 75%..." so far so good... "than" hmm... just a typo right? "the average test taker" Now, what the hell does this sentance mean? It doesnt mean anything. You cant score higher than 75% of the people who had an average score. You score higher or lower than all of them, or you score the same. Not some combination of the three When I brought this up her explanation was this: "The average test taker" is a synonym for "all test takers"This is clearly 100 percent wrong. In any sense of the word this is wrong. There's nothing more to be said here. The average test taker means a person who scored average on a test. All test takers is everyone. The only time they could ever be synonyms would be if everyone took the same test and got the same number of question correct, in which case there can't possibly be any percentile data.But somehow, people just accpeted this explaination as the correct one. One person tried re explaining it to me. People, dont jump to conclusions when you get something wrong on a test. It doesnt necisarily mean that you did something wrong. Dont blindly accept what teachers tell you. Think for yourself. DAMN.Out.
9th period spanish:This class never fails to amuse me. And by "amuse" I mean make double over in laughter. Not only becuase the people are funny, but becuase Senora dumbs the class down to a commic level. The class is such a joke that she read us a childrens book today, IN ENGLISH. I couldnt stop laughing. Poor hobbling Sra.In other news I pulled a 93 weighted, 91 unweighted average this quarter.peace
Recently I've taken to reading more than I used to. I thought it would help me do better on the verbal section of the SAT. It used to be that a book had to be absolutley amazing before I would read it. I got hooked on the Enders Game Series, and read each book in the series about 6 times. Didn't read much else for about 2 years. Lately, ive been reading anything that sparks any bit of interest. Im having a blast. The imaginative world created by the printed word is second only to the world created by the musical note. I say to anyone who doesnt read on a regular basis: READ MUTHA FUCKAAAAA.For Spiritual Fulfillment, try:Enders game (and all sequals)Harry Potter and the Sourcers Stone (and all sequals) The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a HatStaggerford Peace
O.J. Simpson. Today is the ten year anniversy of that double homicide that remains "unsolved" to this day. Guess what? Its going to remain unsolved forever. Were not going to have a "Green River" killer situation on this one where someone up and turns themselves in. How do I know this? Am I some kind of prophetic visionary boldly proclaiming the events of the future. No. Its becuase every man, woman, and child in the world knows that O.J. commited both of those murders. Everyone except it seems, those serving on the jury at his trial. Here we have the story of a man blessed with everything he could ask for. He was a gifted football player. Headed for the Hall of Fame. He had millions of dollars. Everything. And instead of doing good things with his life and that money. He decided to kill his wife, a friend of hers, and spend the money on extremly high priced laywers in the hopes of getting off. He didnt even have to. Theres one reason that O.J. got off, and its becuase he was black. Becuase a predominatly black jury couldnt put him in jail. "Racism!" they cry. "He was framed!""Bullshit." I and 99.999999% of the world reply. 100% billshit. But he walked. Hes a free man. He enjoys all the liberties that this country provides its citizens. The very country whose judical system was designed to try to prevent assholes like this from walking free. In a way, everytime OJ breathes free air he's spitting in the collective face of America. Hes saying "Fuck you" and giving us a swift kick in the crotch. Hes saying "Im beat you, just like the countless defenders who couldnt stop me from rushing into the endzone." I hope he loses sleep every night over what he did. And if theres a heaven and hell. I hope he rots in the deepest, darkest, most unimaginably cruel dungoen there is down there. Thats all I got today.
No you know what, its much much worse than that. Its on a par with some of the worst things man has ever created.The following is a list of mans top three wrost inventions ranked in order of the magnitude of their societal devisation.1. The Hydrogen (fussion) Bomb.2. MTV.3. The Atom (fission) Bomb.4. MTV.You see that? MTV has 2 spots on a top 4 chart of mans worst inventions. Surely this must MTV blows really big dick.Yes is does.Here are some examples of the quality programming you might find at any given time on MTV.Pimp my ride: A show featuring piss moaners who whine about being stuck with a ghetto car and who are therefore unable to score any pussy, while rap sensation "xhibit" spews clever lines into your ears such as: "its time to PIMP... Jays ride" Woo fucking HOO. News flash asshole: If you GET A JOB, then some girls might start putting out for you.The Real World: Whiney assholes forced to live together for an extended period of time. Im willing to bet my life that everything on that show is scripted. And the more rehersed Girl on Girl cat fights the better. People who like watching this should would probably get a kick out watching cock fights. Horse Shit. Some show I saw about a bunch of "heavy metal" pricks sitting around, driving Atvs in mud, trying to get a fat asshole a date and waiting to impress heavy metal rocker "Slayer": Im not even sure what to say about this. I was numb about 2 fucking minutes. I woke up on my floor with a headahe about an hour later. I can only assume I passed out from utter shock that someone would give airtime to this shit.Jackass: A buch of Morons beating the shit out of themselves and getting bitten by snakes for our entertainment. Enough said.In conclusion: MTV blows the biggest fucking cock ever. The end.
As I look out the window at the sights of Waccabuc, Ny, it strikes me (not for the first time) that this place is the definition of dull. Dont get me wrong, the people here are great. But the place is swimming in its own lack of interesting places to visit. For some reason, this realization, though nothing new, has recently sparked an urge to do something crazy. To be almost something like bonny and clyde. Except for the fact that they killed alot, and bit about 50 bullets each in the end. Someone like Robby Kenveil, but Im pretty sure its taken some heavy devine intervention to keep that guy walking. I feel like taking the car on a 150 mile an hour joy ride, making a couple million on off dotcom company and write an epic novel in the space of an hour and then move on to the next big adventure. I need some kind of outlet. Time to go do some lifting i think. Latez
Chemicals fire in my brainconnecting building receding150 thoughtschemical equations jump out from the page and attach themselves to my eyesfuck hydrogen phospahteI dont need itI dont want itwhat has it ever done for me?fend it off with my eraserback into my bagIll never learn it anyway
Hi,I have nothing interesting to say. Becuase no one is interested in my life. Or maybe its that no one is interested in my life becuase I have nothing interesting to say. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? Bye.
An Everlasting DreamRunning into the Trees I stopSomewhere in the distance a chorus of trumpets resonatesBlending the green sea with endless goldLeading me to youAnd we sway, effortlessly as the leaves that engulf our bodiesThen the green bleeds redAnd our cover crumbles over our headsBut still we sway, lost, hoping never to be found
You know what I need? Some new music. Youd think it would be hard to be bored with every song you have on your playlist when it consists of about 700 songs. Im taking recomendations. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Quote from math class. Max Duhe: But you can solve this problem much easier by just doing this.Mrs. Grande: Hm. Thats interesting. So youre using logic here?*Outside commentary* "..."--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------So now that its spring again and the weather is warmer. Its time for me to start my mile training. I have set a goal. A 5 minute mile. Its gonna be tough, but if I can reach this lofty goal. I will chase Lucas Eckmans 4:22. Latez
Well, I guess its time for another update. Its raining and tennis practice was cancelled. That seems to go on alot these days. What with spring here now, it never stops raining. Not a whole lot else goin on right at the moment. Im loaded down with work tonight. Lots of chem. Should be fun. Speaking of which, The class all pitched in three bucks each recently to buy Mr. Kochanov a new boom box, becuase he uses tapes in alot of his demonstrations, and his old one was a piece of shit. He seemed really touched by it, thats what he said anyway. I think he may have cried. Not sure though. I need to write more. Adios.
Go queitly, my friendInto the light, into the darknessYou were meant for so much more than thisCarry your head highGo where it leads youDont look aheadAnd not backLife is as simple as you make itLive itRemember our friendshipI treasure whats left of itI'll see you aroundYoull write me lettersAnd you hope i farewellBut youll never know how much I left behindThe last time we said goodbye.
So its 2004 now and I was thinking. That means im going to be 18 in about 6 motnhs. An adult in the eyes of the law. Im going to be voting. I can move out of the house. Own a credit card. Rent porn. Alot of things are going to be open. And that got me to thinking some more. How do you define when someone becomes a man or a woman? Its definatly not when you become an adult. Who considers an 18 year old a man or woman? Youre still a teenager.Maybe its when you can support yourself. Or when settle down. Have kids. Buy a house. Ah who knows. Im out.
Mathematics (math·e·mat·ics) n.: The study of the measurement, properties, and relationships of quantities and sets, using numbers and symbols.Learn (lûrn) v.: To gain knowledge, comprehension, or mastery of through experience or study.You all know our friend math... y'know that class where you work with numbers for 45 minutes or longer? Oh yeah, that one! It can be pretty boring huh. It can to me anyway. And if youre on the same page as me here, then i have the answers! No pun intended.Listen my child and I will show you how to open the flood gates of wisdom.It all started way back about a month ago. During a particularly long and boring math class, I decided i'd had enough of whatever lecture my teacher was curently spitting at me. So I pulled out a book. And I read. I read for the rest of the class period. I read to my hearts content. And it was good. But I had absolutley no idea how to the stuff she was teaching us, and there was a quiz the next day.So I went home and I taught my self how to do it using the text book and worksheets. Come quiz time, I found that I knew how to do the stuff I taught myself the previous night better than the stuff i had been paying attention for. So I decided to try again. I did nothing but read my book in class and taught myself the stuff in about 45 mins the night before the quiz. And it worked.The fruits of my labor: BAM! A 90 and a 97. Better than most of my previous quizes.The moral of the story: Im a better teacher than Mrs. Grande. No one knows how you learn better than you. Teach things to yourself. It works better.C-YA(definitions courtesy of Dictionary.com)
I feel like talking. So listen up yall, whoever still reads this thing, cause im gonna tell you about whats going on.As most of you know i'm a Junior in high-school now. And you know what that means, right? Working my ass off and getting good grades so i can goto a good college, right? Wrong. Infact, that couldnt be more wrong. My grades arent bad or anything. I probably have a Low B right now, but I find myself less and less interested in the kinds of grades im getting. Why is that you may ask. Dont you know how important grades and getting into good colleges are to your future? Yes I do. But I HATE it. More than almost anything. Shouldnt your abilities, the kind of person you are, determine more about your future than how well you do in school? Let me tell you something about school. The top priority of school, is NOT to give you an education, as many of you may belive. Its about one thing: Letting other people figure out who's willing to work the hardest amoung the people surrounding you and letting them into your college. Your real education doesnt start till you get to there. Think about it. How many of us are going to need to know how to do the following math problem in 10 years: logx10^5 = 14. None. Or at least a number too small to matter. And its not like my parents are helping either. They dont seem to have caught on to the fact that the more and more they push me, and the more and more they punish and make me feel like crap, the less and less I feel like working. Why should i give them what they want, when I recice nothing but grief for doing things wrong and no praise? My dad seems to be of the mindset that without money, your life has been a failure. Maybe he thinks money has brought him happiness. And if it has, thats well and good for him. But money doesnt bring me happiness. I could be happy living off 20 grand a year. Living in a small apartment and never taking vacations. Life isnt about how big your house is. Or how many vacations a year you take. Its about finding something, or someone, that makes you happy and sticking with it. Besides which, statistics show that most millionares were C+ students in high-school anyway. Thats the way i see things. The whole system is just messed up. But thats the world we live in. For better or for worse. Take it or leave it. And I hate it. And im not taking it as best I can. Maybe ill turn out to be right, and maybe wrong. Ill let you know in 20 years.
Where the FUCK is the human race headed? I pray to god, that this site is a joke, but im afraid it isnt.. see for yourself..http://www.ashleymadison.com/
And oral surgery for that matter. Just had 4 wisdom teeth removed. Yes...... it feels good....
Okay, so I supose being a typical guy (as some might say), one of my loves in life is food. Please spare me the "the way to a mans heart is through his stomach" crap, ive heard it all.Im one of those people, who doesnt eat breakfast, but feels bad when they dont have a good lunch or dinner. So, recently I had myself some Indian food for the first time, and i just want to say that, along with Chinese food, This stuff is the BEST FOOOD ON EARTH!!!!I wish I could eat indian food and chinese food alll day long, everyday, for both meals, and maybe some snacks in between. I had this indian chicken stuff, with some oragne sauce, which for lack of a better term, i will from here on out call "orange chicken." And i rolled it up in some kind of bread. It was the best thing ive tasted in a lonnnnnnng time. I neeed to have this again raelly soon. OK so thats all i got right now. -out
A World Drinking RecordRIGA, Latvia (Reuters) - Latvian police said a drunk picked up with around twice the blood-alcohol level considered deadly had probably set a world record but would wake with a hangover to match. The unidentified middle-aged man was unconscious but stable after a blood test showed 7.22 parts per million of alcohol, police spokeswoman Ieva Zvidre said. An average person would vomit at around 1.2, lose consciousness at 3.0 and stop breathing at a level of about 4.0 parts per million, Zvidre said, adding: "This is one for the Guinness Book of Records." The hospital's emergency ward head Martins Sics told reporters there was no record of anybody having survived such a dose, even in neighboring Russia which takes pride in its vodka-guzzling traditions. "He won't remember a thing when he comes to," Sics said.