David's Lesson for the Day

This is a conversation that Krystle, David, my dad and I had on the way back from Mid-Ohio Concert Band practice.

Krystle: Yeah, did you see what Mrs. Simmers bought herself?
Dad: Oh yeah, that Mini Cooper?
Me: That's hers?
Krystle: Yup.
Dad: See, that's the kind of thing you can buy when you don't have any kids.
Me: Yeah, except I don't really care about cars that much, but I guess I could spend it on something else.
(Slight Pause)
David: So... you're saying that I could just not have like 10 kids and save the money up to buy other stuff?
(Another Slight Pause)
Me: David, why stop at 10, why not not have like, 25 kids? You'd have enough money to buy yourself a kid!
David: Well, in that case... I'll just not have infinity kids and then I can have as much money as I need!

I don't know if this is as funny on here as it was in the car, but I hope so. David is a great philosopher.

All Aboard the Nowhere Express!

Not much to report... my last first weekend of the High School year... whoopee. It's begun to hit me how easy this semester is going to be. The only real classes I have are English 12 AP, which has all been just giving our opinions so far, and Chemistry, which I'll admit, has left me in the dark a bit, but I think it might pick up for me. Unfortunately, I'm also starting to realize that I have no studying skills whatsoever, no motivation to do anything, and that I'm not someone that I would want to hang out with if I was someone else.

We had our first football game of the season on Friday. I keep telling everyone that I don't even pay attention to the games at football, and that I still even noticed that we got creamed like corn, 0-38. It was pretty gross. Also, apparently I still really can't play the baritone all that well, I got a few complaints about my performance in the stands, and I wasn't all that confident, even though I spent a lot of time perfecting my flip folder. Oh well. I guess the important thing is that I tried?

Then we went to Mr. Barone's house for the after game bonfire. It started off a little slow for me. I had to take some time to find a social group I belonged to. I found this in, surprise, Rachel Morgan and Andrea Algire. Half of me knew that I liked both of these people and that I would love to talk to them knowing that they, too, were having a good time talking to me. The other half of me knew that they did not really want to talk to me and reminded me of certain remarks previously stated about me talking to their kind (at the time, freshmen), so I was at first remotely hesitant to stay and chat. But as the conversation went on, I began to realize that I didn't really care what other people had to say. At least not in this topic. Because I had been reminded earlier that night at the football game of some good friends I had as a freshman, who happened to be juniors. And they helped me get through those first few years a lot. So whoever disagrees with who I decide to be friends with, and talk to, and hang out with, or be nice to, or go out of my way to be with can just go soak their head, preferrably in a strong, non-diluted acid.

On a lighter note, Saturday, at work, this lady ordered a milkshake, and she reminded me of Drew Barrymore. She had a special request, though: she wanted me to make a milkshake out of our hand-dipped ice cream, rather than our soft serve. I told her that maybe I could if it was melted enough, but she wanted the "Chocolate Moose Tracks" made into one. Just my luck, there was only a bit left in the bottom of the tub, and it always gets rock hard there. But I added some milk, and fiddled around with it as we made small talk, and finally got it to some point that she actually said it looked good. I told her I couldn't promise anything, but after all, it was still just milk and ice cream, so it should be edible all the same. It's people like her that just come in and are really polite and fun to talk to that make my job happy. Unfortionetly, they are few and seldom between.

I also worked with a "new" girl. New meaning that she's not nessisarily new, but that I've never had the priviledge to work with her before. I'll tell you what though, I had one of the best days relating with people at work today. Danielle was in a great mood and we were joking around having a great time. I always like to work with Stacy, I don't know why, she just has a very positive air about her. The "new" girl, Jesse, is super nice, too, and that's pretty darn cool. No offense to Rodney or Lee, but I don't mind working with the girls. :-D

Well, although I've much else to say, there isn't much else I want people reading. All three of the people that read this, that is. :-D So I shall be off. I really shouldn't stay up this late, anyway, now that school's started. Oh well, I'll be forced into it eventually.

Back to school! Back to school, to prove to Dad that I'm not a fool!

Going with such a title, I'm assuming that everyone has seen and remembers Billy Madison quite vividly. I had that little ditty stuck in my head as I drove down main street at 7:45 on Tuesday morning. That's all the further I could remember, anyway.

So yeah. School started up again. I kinda got caught up yesterday after school, so I didn't get a chance to write anything in here. Now I've got some downtime, so I figured I may as well. School's been a hoot so far. I'm thinkin' this should be a pretty good semester, if not whole year. Here's my schedule: (I know you all wanted to see it)

First Semester:

A-1 Video Editing

A-2 Study Hall

B-Block English 12 AP

C-Block Chemistry

D-1 Select Chior

D-2 Band

May as well start at the top... I was remotely worried about the video editing class from the start. I saw an awful lot of people signing up for it that I was pretty sure were only taking it because it isn't worth any credits, and had no desire to be working with video, anyway. Then on the first day, Mr. Ehrmantraut told us that he was going to wait a while to make production groups so that we could decide our strengths first. So I was worried that I was going to have to work with a bunch of people that don't want to work. Today, I was releived to find out that if we know the group we want to work with, we can. So, methinks that David, Susan, Brandon and I will be our group, and that is good.

Study Hall. I've never had one before. I've heard too many people complain about how they've had "nothing to do" in theirs. So I go to the cafeteria, and noone's sitting there. I then realize that everyone's standing in the hall, and I feel really awkward. So I'm just kinda standing there, wondering what kind of dictator I'm going to get to monitor us and make sure we don't talk or play cards or whatever, and who should appear, but Mrs. Carnigie. I'll be the first to admit her class wasn't the best I've ever taken, but she herslef is awesome. She was so nice that I felt a lot of the kids in her class (Who weren't the brightest or most moral bunch) took advantage of it. That made me sad. Anyway, it was still awkward, because I only know a couple of people in there, they're all just freshmen and sophomores with a few exceptions. It's not like we can talk, anyway, though, so that shouldn't be a problem. I should get all kinds of productive stuff done in there. Like, today, I covered my Chemistry book! Oh Joy! No, actually, I might just start to get things done, I talked to Mr. Barone today, and he has a class that period. He said I could come over there to practice or help him out or whatever, and that's pretty cool. I feel like I'm getting more done so far in band this year than I have all the rest of the years combined. The marching and playing is just like second nature, so I have a lot more room to concentrate on other things, like learning to play a new instrument, or organizing my own stand tune. lol.

I was also kind of worried about my English AP class. I figured Mrs. Young teaching would either make it really hard or really easy, and so far, it's been the latter. We haven't done much real work yet, but it's only the second day, so I still have to give it some time. We spent about all of class today discussing The Stranger. It was nice, because it was interesting to see everyone else's opinion on the book. For example, practically noone liked it except for Jimmy Brewer. Who knew?

My Chemistry class is a fun class. There are a lot of people in there that I can feel comfortable around acting like myself, even though I only have a couple of people I know pretty well in there (Seth, and maybe I would consider Justin or Tiffany). I sit around Marissa Lunt and Jenna Wanderand some Junior girl that I don't know her name. I like it, everyone laughs at my bad jokes. And that's always a good sign in a class :-D. It's been fun so far, we've been discussing some things I don't exactly understand, but that's okay, that's why I'm in the class. We did some experiment that I felt was remotely irrelevant, but it was great eye candy nonetheless, and Mr. Webber kind of admitted to this, explaining that he always showed this trick off when his kids came to visit. So anyway, that should be fun.

And uh, there's your usual band and chior. Mr. Zimmerly's still his same, "I'm going to act mad at you, but then you're going to make a joke and I'm going to start laughing at you, and then we'll get some work done, even though I'll act like we won't unless you guys calm down." Or something like that. I'm having a lot of fun in that class... it's a lot bigger. I just noticed today, though, that all of the tenors are Seniors (Scott, David, and I) or Freshmen (I forget the two guys' names). Oh, and by the way, we're going to the zoo this year. :-D

Well... that's all for now, folks.

Parties, Weddings & More Work

Okay, so I just got back from my cousin's wedding... Mike Bitner. He got married to Marsha Edmenson (Or however it's spelled), and that's cool and everything, but he asked me to film it for him, and I tried... and it might turn out okay, but I don't know. I went to a rehersal dinner yesterday and felt awkward because I didn't know anyone. Well, tonight was about as awkward, only, my family was there, so it was okay, because I just talked to Loren and Erin when I didn't know what to do.

The filming went okay, I guess, I felt odd, walking around, taping stuff while there was an official wedding going on and whatnot, but it was outside in the woods near a little beach thingy, so I guess it was a little unorthodox to start with. Plus, most of the time, other than the obvious parents, pastor, and the to-be-married themself, I didn't really know who else they wanted me to capture on film, so I just kinda got everyone. I figure Mike can just cut out whoever he wants from the video, so it's no skin off my nose.

Anyway, I'm getting behind in this blogging thing... and I don't really feel like working on it right now. Exactly what I was afraid would happen. So... I guess I'll catch up when I do.

So Much to Cover, So Little Time...

Today I basically wasted my whole day at work. Usually I don't feel a day at work has been wasted, but this paticular day consisted of seven hours of almost nothing. Slow, tedious, never-ending nothing. Nothing in a place that nothing is not meant to be. Not nothing in a nice, air-conditioned room watching meaningless cartoons, nothing in a hot, oven-heated, angry-customer-filled room that smells bad. (not that bad, but I was going for the contrast).

Also, the other night, I went with some people to go see "Collateral". It was an odd movie staring Jamie Foxx and Tom Cruise. Basically what happens is this guy makes this taxi driver drive around to all of these witnesses that he has to kill, and the cab driver keeps trying to get away or get help, but it never works. I won't give away what happens, but it's a really depressing ending, so get ready to cry for years.

Also, another odd fact of going to see the movie is that Mrs. Eubanks, my 7th grade Reading teacher was there. I haven't seen her since, say... 7th grade. But I knew who she was. I didn't quite recognize her; she didn't have her trademark humungo glasses on. Or her large cup of coffee that she spent half an hour getting, either. And she didn't assign us to read any books about war, or black city sports, or anything like that. SO, we had an awkward moment, because she happened to be seeing the same movie we were, and was waiting for a couple of girls outside of the theatre. We were already late, and I wanted to catch as much of the previews as I could, but she was doing some figuring out of who we were, and she was definetly taking her time with it. Especially Krystle who, after several minutes, she decided she had never taught. 10 points for Eubanks! She thought I had graduated, too. Oh well, if I was a teacher, I wouldn't remember my students very well, either. I will admit to that.

Anyway, it's horribly late, and I have to go to work and then a wedding tomorrow, so I'll work on this later. Ciao!

Community Service

For LHS's National Honor Society, a new crudential has been added. Ten hours of community service. Now that's all fine and dandy with me, but I'm not exactly sure what counts as community service. Apparently, though, I've already gotten roughly 5 hours of it. Today, I spent about two hours gathering "first-day" paper bundles for school with David. We had as much fun with it as is possible, and got to see Dr. Z, who unlocked some doors for us.

But the real story was yesterday. David and I were painting the pastor's picket fence white, and we'd just gotten about a third of the outside done, when all of a sudden, these two guys start shouting at eachother. I was aquainted with one of them, I see him around every now and then, and he's dating a girl in my class. The other guy, I had only just met him, and he was helping paint the fence. I would think maybe both of these guys are in their early to mid twenties, but I'm not really sure. At least that old. But anyway, the boyfriend introduces himself to the guy, and tells him that they need to talk. Well, he asks what about, and the boyfriend says thy need to talk about why he's all over a 15-year old, or something like that. And then they start shouting, and the boyfriend's yelling, "Go ahead, hit me!" and it was really funny and awkward, David and I sitting there painting, trying to keep from laughing. Very interesting. Anyway, we got three more hours right there, so we're already half way.

Anyway, I've got an orthodontist appointment to attend to, so I guess I'll touch base later, ay?

The Not Quite as Infamous as the Second Post Third Post

Well, as much as I'd like to keep everyone on the edge of their seats, I still don't really have much to report... go figure. I'm still doing the exact same thing I mentioned in my previous entry every day, and I probably will be until school starts.

The one thing I did do differently yesterday was go out to the covered bridge with David and Krystle. We had a good time, we scared the whirlygig beetles, and fed cheese twists to a frisky chipmunk, which, after fleeing into his hole, we then attempted to drown with some coke, and we also got rust stains all over us on the swings (at least David did). It was a nice change of pace, Krystle made us all Turkey sandwiches, and we ate them as the swift currents of the calm river peacefully relaxed our minds... Ah, yes... Then we came back and just hung around, found out I still have some bugs to fix in my hook-up of our entertainment center, and played Simpsons Clue (I won, it was all too obvious that it was Homer in the Kwik-E-Mart with the slingshot). Ah, yes, the productive life of me. It's a simple life, but I enjoy it.

Anyway, that baritone isn't going to learn how to play itself... and neither am I, at this rate... More to come later! (Aren't you excited?)

The Infamous Second Post

Okay, still not much to report. All's silent on the western front. But I have to be patient. I mean, as soon as school starts, all kinds of stuff is going to start happening, and that's good.

This summer went really fast, but compared to other summers, seemed to consist of nothing. In one aspect, that's kind of sad, but maybe it will help me to appreciate this school year more. Sure, school means getting up earlier, having assignments due, having to deal with some people that I'd rather not, but on the flipside, I get to see a lot more people that I miss over the summer and some of my classes are even fun. An example of this will hopefully be my AP English class.

There are a lot of good kids in that class, kids I can have fun with. Sam, Matt, Scott, David, and a few more that I can't quite remember off of my head. All of my memories of Mrs. Young's 10th grade class are simply of Scott and I doing as we pleased, but still getting the highest grades in that class. And that's pretty cool. I figure this class will either be really easy and fun, or really hard and fun. Either way, that's a good deal.

Also first sememster, I have some video editing class with Mr. Ehrmantraut for no credit, and I saw some real undeserving people sign up for it, so I don't know how that will go. David's in it with me, too, and that's wicked awesome, because I haven't had a lot of classes with my friends in High School, what with Spanish and Agriculture. Spanish was at least worth it, because I've met a lot of neat people in those classes, and Mrs. Simmers is pretty awesome. Now, Agriculture... I can't say much for that class. It was a good class, but the only person I felt I could really talk to in there was Jarrod Pollard, even though Mrs. Carnigie was really nice, too.

Anyway, I had better get back to what I've been doing for the past few weeks: Playing Nintendo, reading English AP books, and practicing baritone. So, until next time, don't spend all of your potatoes in one place.

Welcome! And so it began!

Welcome to my blog! This is, perhaps, my third attempt at one of these "on-line journal" type things, and I'm having big dreams and hopes for it. Ah, the possibilities of the internet. For example, I bet Josh Server from All That is reading this right now... I can only dream...