"School... Eat... Sleep... School.. Eat... Sleep... But not enough sleep... Ugh i'm so tired.."
^^^ What Kazi said
School is such a bitch...
AP classes for the fucking not winCurrent Mood:  calm |
So whats new? I don't know why I am making this, just felt like writing... So I did see Hitchhiker's on the day it came out, it was pretty cool. I have my problems with it, but what doesn't? I also got nominated for Student of The Month (A pretty big award at my school). I don't know if I have a chance, or what it even is... But I guess that would be cool. I got contact lenses! Ahh I can seee..... Took me nearly 45min to just put on in, then the other. Nothing else is really new... bye!
p.s. Wow I have listend to that song so many times in the last two days... I am addicted again.Current Mood: happy Current Music: Darude - Sandstorm |
3 weeks away but HELL YES:: Hitchhikers..
Marvin stood at the end of the bridge corridor. He was not in fact a particularly small robot. His silver body gleamed in the dusty sunbeams and shook with the continual barrage which the building was still undergoing.
He did, however, look pitifully small as the gigantic black tank rolled to a halt in front of him. The tank examined him with a probe. The probe withdrew.
Marvin stood there.
"Out of my way little robot," growled the tank.
"I'm afraid," said Marvin, "that I've been left here to stop you."
The probe extended again for a quick recheck. It withdrew again.
"You? Stop me?" roared the tank. "Go on!"
"No, really, I have," said Marvin simply.
"What are you armed with?" roared the tank in disbelief.
"Guess," said Marvin.
The tanks engines rumbled, its gears ground. Molecule-size electronic relays deep in its microbrain flipped backward and forward in consternation.
"Guess?" said the tank.
"Yes, go on," said Marvin to the huge battle machine, "you'll never guess."
"Errrmmm..." said the machine, vibrating with the unaccustomed thought, "laser beams?"
Marvin shook his head solemnly.
"No," muttered the machine in its deep guttural rumble. "Too obvious. Antimatter ray?" it hazarded.
"Far too obvious," admonished Marvin.
"Yes," grumbled the machine, somewhat abashed. "Er...how about an electron ram?"
This was new to Marvin.
"What's that?" he said.
"One of these," said the machine with enthusiasm.
From its turret emerged a sharp prong which spat a single lethal blaze of light. Behind Marvin, a wall roared and collapsed as a heap of dust. The dust billowed briefly, then settled.
"No," said Marvin, "not one of those."
"Good though, isn't it?"
"Very good," agreed Marvin
"I know," said the Frogstar battle machine, after another moment’s consideration, "you must have one of those new Xanthic Restruction Destabilized Zenon Emitters!"
"Nice, aren't they?" said Marvin.
"That's what you've got?" said the machine in considerable awe.
"No," said Marvin
"Oh," said the machine, disappointed, "then it must be..."
"You're thinking along the wrong lines," said Marvin. "You're failing to take into account something fairly basic in the relationship between men and robots."
"Er, I know," said the battle machine, "is it...?" it trailed off into thought again.
"Just think, urged Marvin, "they left me, an ordinary, menial robot, to stop you, a gigantic heavy-duty battle machine, while they ran off to save themselves. What do you think they would leave me with?"
"Oooh, er," muttered the machine in alarm, "something pretty damn devastating I should expect."
"Expect!" said Marvin. "Oh yes, expect. I’ll tell you what they gave me to protect myself with, shall I?"
"Yes, all right," said the battle machine, bracing itself.
"Nothing," said Marvin.
There was a dangerous pause.
"Nothing?" roared the battle machine.
"Nothing at all," intoned Marvin dismally, "not an electronic sausage."
The machine heaved about with fury.
"Well, doesn't that just take the biscuit!" it roared. "Nothing, eh? Just don't think, do they?"
"And me," said Marvin in a soft low voice, "with this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side."
"Makes you spit, doesn't it?"
"Yes," agreed Marvin with feeling.
"Hell, that makes me angry," bellowed the machine. "Think I'll smash that wall down!"
The electron ram stabbed out another searing blaze of light and took out the wall next to the machine.
"How do you think I feel?" said Marvin bitterly.
"Just ran off and left you, did they?" the machine thundered.
"Yes," said Marvin.
"I think I'll shoot down their bloody ceiling as well!" raged the tank.
It took out the ceiling of the bridge.
"That's very impressive murmured Marvin.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," promised the machine. "I can take out this floor too, no trouble!"
It took out the floor too.
"Hell's bells!" the machine roared as it plummeted fifteen stories and smashed itself to bits on the ground below.
"What a depressingly stupid machine," said Marvin and trudged away. |
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Well after the start of my second semester, I changed math classes from Honors Algebra 4 to regular Algebra 4. I did it because I was scared of my grade not being good (I got a C), and I could easily get an A in regular. I don't know exactly why I got a C, but I do not really want another C.
So after one day in the class, I seriously fell asleep. I was not challenged at all, I mean I saw people having difficulties, but the stuff was so easy. Maybe I have a natural knack for math, but c'mon you cant do logs?
No offense to people who are not good at math, I am not making fun of you, I am making fun of people who can't understand something so simple for a High School Student.
Well I am angry that I am now going to have to sit through a semester full of useless lessons because the tests are going to be max 50 questions right out of the book.... AWESOMECurrent Mood:  pissed off Current Music: Korn - Got The Life |
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Jan. 5th, 2005 @ 08:53 pm
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Happy Thanksgiving
and
Happy Nepsgiving
Nov. 25th, 2004 @ 11:14 am
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The new lp/jay z cd is good
You dont hear many good remixes of rock and rap.
Nov. 23rd, 2004 @ 02:04 pm
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doooooooooont stop
Nov. 8th, 2004 @ 03:28 pm
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1) hot pockets are good
2) hot pockets in your pocket, hiding it from someone trying to sneak it downstairs, feels very warm when its cold in your room...
3) I dont do poll stuff only on this d... I aint got the time :)
Btw..
fat kids always get the cupcake eh cody
Aug. 18th, 2004 @ 11:09 pm
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Hmmm Mr. Cody lives on a farm in Missouri... Good Stuff
Milk any cows lately?
Jul. 19th, 2004 @ 10:37 pm
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Rawr I got a livejournal... I feel so cool...
Now i can spy on Mr. Cody and Mr. Jeremiah
Jul. 18th, 2004 @ 12:59 am
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