Take a lesson from mr.leary kids, your either gonna grow up smart and avoid getting bb's in the eye, or your gonna be some dumb ass moron who sticks their hand in an oven because it looks fun. Makes me wonder why parents kept me after the first 5 times i did it.

Your That Desperate

I should be studying but this is just too good a blog topic to pass up. You guys know how i'm constantly whining about how I don't have a significant other right? Well i've found something that makes me being single actually look like a good thing, because i'm not desperate to the point where I would do this. By this i'm referring to the gimmick going on at my favourite radio station 102.1 the edge. The idiots who call themselves the Dean Blundel morning show have decided that Todd, one of the hosts, needs to find himself a woman, but not just to date, to marry. Thats right, their trying to find Todd a fiance. At first I found this hilarious and kind of shrugged it off, mainly because i've got other things to occupy my time with. But those other things can only hold me over for so long, and I decided to check out the page with potential women for Todd to marry. Personally I don't find any of them all that attractive, but the things they said on the survey about themselves make me a little more greatful that i'm not in my 20's and i'm still single.

Little advice to some of these potential women, not wearing an underwear is not attractive. Not in the least bit. I pity you Todd, and the women that are trying to win your affections. People let me put this in terms everyone can understand. If your so desperate to find someone that you'd resort to doing something similar to the Batchelor, then you honestly don't deserve to call what you end up with true love or some sort of a relationship. Sorry folks thats just the way it is.

J-moose

Examination Procastination

First off, my deepest condelences to Heath Ledger's family and friends. Although I probably never would have met Heath at any point in my life time, I do feel sorry for those who care for him. But enough of the sadness, i'm feeling up to writing about my exam from this morning.

So like I said, this morning I had my first exam of semester one, and i'm happy to say I think I did pretty good. Then again I thought I did good on my math exam last year, but that didn't seem to be the case when I got my final mark. Anyways, something i've noticed through every exam i've sat through, I have the tendency to kind of just sit there and watch the people around me furiously scribble at their 20 sheets of paper. It's weird, I know I should be working on my own exam, but the idea of watching others try to rack their brains for knowledge that doesn't exist has this weird yet intriguing feel to it. For example, today while writing my exam my only pen ran out, so for 20 minutes I sat there waiting for the minute a teacher would come by to help some poor unfortunate student, causing someone to turn around and allow me to ask them for another pen. In that 20 minute time frame I began pondering my willingness to complete the exam before me, because if I cared more I would have just asked within 5 minutes of my pen running out of ink.

Instead I began thinking up a list of new ways for me to figure out how to obtain a new pen and things I did try.

1.Bug a teacher for one, thus embaressing myself in front of countless others for not being more prepared.

2. Disrupt the deep train of thought of someone writing the biology exam beside me.

3. Lean back as far as I possibly can and hit Meghans desk, forcing her to acknowledge me and possibly giving me a new pen (kind of did this one)

4. Kick the chair of the girl in front of me and bug her for a pen. God knows disrupting someone who doesn't really like me as it is would make me look so much better.

5. Sit there and scribble on my last sheet of fulscap knowing very well that no ink would come out. (Although it kept me entertained for 10 minutes)

6. Crane my neck around multiple times, stretch my arms and back out, crack every knuckle on each of my fingers. (repeated 3 times)

7. Eventually managed to get Bocock's attention and got a new pen (actually happened)

This list kind of explains why i'm going back for another year of highschool. I have no attentionspan what so ever and i'm damn proud of it. Still unsure if this is a good thing or not.


J-moose

My Name Is Jonas

My name is Jonas, pretty much owns my ipod right now. But thats not that important, the important thing is that we establish the issue at hand. The issue is why exams suck and why I should be downstairs playing guitar hero or some other game which I haven't beaten yet. Be it zelda, which i got when i bought my wii a year and a half ago, or metroid, which i got 6 months ago. Can we say nerd? But really, lets discuss exams for a few minutes. This semester I have 2 exams, studies in literature and Western European History. Now, off the top of your heads, which do you think is gonna be harder? If you said that history one, then you obviously have more intellegience than me, because if I knew of the pain and suffering brought on by this course, I never would have taken it. The course is just one migrain after another. Let's backtrack a bit though, so I can give some insight to those of you who aren't in my class, as the only ones will really care about this are me and Kristina.

The course started with a really cool teacher name mr.difederico. He actually made this stuff fun to learn about, and I actually understood it. Then, not even a month into the first semester, he rips his achiles heel, and tells us he won't be back until semester 2. At first I was a little disappointed, mainly because I liked the guy and was hoping to actually pass a course with something over 71%. For around 3 weeks we had a supply, who knew absolutely nothing about history, no matter how much she claimed she did. This was ok for me, since i'm a laid back type of person and all that mattered was getting a good grade. Boy did that come back to bite me in the ass. One glorious monday morning I walked in and noticed our supply and another women. We were told that she would be our new teacher for the rest of the semester. Well this lady turned out to be the teacher from hell. I literally mean that this women has no sense of decency or compassion for other living beings.

So first day in, i'll assume the class was expecting a decent teacher that would just get us through the semester with no problems. Well, karma being the bitch that it is, decided to pay us back for all the slacking we did with the supply. This lady was off her rocker. We began having a discussion about the renaissance and whenever we tried to counter something she said with something that proved her wrong, we got yelled at.

One guy, by accident, thought that she had acknowledged him and began saying that she had gotten something wrong. Well didn't she turn around yell at him, then pull him out of the class and have a nice 10 minutes discussion with him about how he was rude and disrespectful, for a common mistake. This has happend all semester. Kristina actually feels sick when she goes into that classroom. I fall asleep most classes, but I smart enough to wake up everytime I hear her move to close to my desk, although last week she caught me snoozing, which I had to hear about for 2 days straight. She even told other teachers!

If I never see her face or hear her voice again it'll be too soon.


J-moose