This week, which was only three days long, seemed to be longer than normal. On Tuesday night, I stayed up until about 1 o'clock and surprisingly didn't feel that tired the next morning. I got ready for school, skipped breakfast, got on the bus and listened to my iPod as I fell asleep as usual. At some point during the ride, I woke up from my sleep and waited until we got to school as I listened to 'Come As You Are' by Nirvana. I went to my locker and went to the cafeteria to meet my friends.
I don't really care about sports, so I didn't pay attention to my friends' constant discussion about Olympics. I just listened to my iPod, finished the homework I was too lazy to do the night before, and waited for the bell to ring. I went to biology and listened to Mr. Sherburne be cool and weird simulateneously for an hour, left, went to my next class, did nothing, went to German, got bored, and went to lunch. After having a relatively uneventful lunch, I went on to math to learn about trapezoids and isoceles trapezoids. Fun. The rest of the day was very boring, except for Mr. Fielders class, which was excessively exciting and action packed. After Mrs. Bergeski, I got on the bus, and went home. When I got home, I ate dinner and went to a guitar lesson, practiced my solo after, and pretty much went to bed at ten.
The next two days had just about the same level of action as Wednesday, essentially nothing. the only thing that happened that was worthy of writing about was I saw a sweet picture of an octopus while I was doing my homework. I put that as my background for my computer at home. It looks sweet. Today, which is Friday, February 19th, 2010, is the same as any other school day. I went to Biology where we had a substitute teacher, who was pretty clueless. After that I went to woods, where I worked on a project called a "Widget" that has no function. After I went to German where we watched music videos of German bands like "Tokyo Hotel", and they are freaks with no musical talent. After I went to lunch, hung out with my friends and ate, and waited for math. Math was boring because we just filled out notes and did homework. After, I went to English and I'm currently working on my blog, which hopefully has four hundred words by now. Maybe the rest of my week will be more fun.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Big Fish Story
This summer I had aboslutely nothing to do . I decided I wanted to buy a Playstation 3 or a guitar or something cool to waste time with . Unfortunately, I had no money. So I did what any respectable teenager short on cash would do; get a job as a caddy.
I had applied at the Western Golf Course in Redford and was quickly accepted. The first day I showed up I had to do a training for golf. I knew nothing about the sport so I had to attend this seminar with all the new caddies. I paid very little attention, catching just about nothing from the training. Afterwards, I had to go do some caddying, my first time. The first guy I caddied for was about 65 years old. He had graying hair, was about six foot tall, and was smoking a fat cigar. I carried his clubs around and gave him the ones he asked for. I was confused about which ones were which, he would say "Nine iron" andI'd be like "What you callin' me?", other times he'd say something about his boat or whatever and I wouldn't hear, or I just wasn't listening. When we got to the 17th hole, I was getting sick of golf, and just wanted to get my money and take a napp, but I couldn't. The man was terrible at golfing, even though I knew nothing about the sport. He seemed to swing his club at the ball fifteen times before he'd hit it, and he'd sware excessively with every failed attempt to hit the ball. By the time he'd finished I was awake fully, and ready to do a little more work.
The man gave me a twenty dollar tip for my service, which was pretty generous because I didn't do much. After, I got to take another man's clubs, who said his name was Dreier. He was about two feet tall and had a high pitched voice. He handed me his golf clubs, which were sized in proportion to his diminutive body, and in a miniature case that looked like something from a Barbie doll's garage. I set all my rude judgements aside and assisted him with his clubs as he hit the balls across the course. He was a great golfer. He would hit the ball right near where the hole was, and then he'd put it in in about two puts. Watching him play was interesting enough and the game seemed to be over in a hurry. The jolly little man gave me a tip, I thanked him, and both he and I left the course. It was an honor to meet Dreier, he was an amazing golfer.
I had applied at the Western Golf Course in Redford and was quickly accepted. The first day I showed up I had to do a training for golf. I knew nothing about the sport so I had to attend this seminar with all the new caddies. I paid very little attention, catching just about nothing from the training. Afterwards, I had to go do some caddying, my first time. The first guy I caddied for was about 65 years old. He had graying hair, was about six foot tall, and was smoking a fat cigar. I carried his clubs around and gave him the ones he asked for. I was confused about which ones were which, he would say "Nine iron" andI'd be like "What you callin' me?", other times he'd say something about his boat or whatever and I wouldn't hear, or I just wasn't listening. When we got to the 17th hole, I was getting sick of golf, and just wanted to get my money and take a napp, but I couldn't. The man was terrible at golfing, even though I knew nothing about the sport. He seemed to swing his club at the ball fifteen times before he'd hit it, and he'd sware excessively with every failed attempt to hit the ball. By the time he'd finished I was awake fully, and ready to do a little more work.
The man gave me a twenty dollar tip for my service, which was pretty generous because I didn't do much. After, I got to take another man's clubs, who said his name was Dreier. He was about two feet tall and had a high pitched voice. He handed me his golf clubs, which were sized in proportion to his diminutive body, and in a miniature case that looked like something from a Barbie doll's garage. I set all my rude judgements aside and assisted him with his clubs as he hit the balls across the course. He was a great golfer. He would hit the ball right near where the hole was, and then he'd put it in in about two puts. Watching him play was interesting enough and the game seemed to be over in a hurry. The jolly little man gave me a tip, I thanked him, and both he and I left the course. It was an honor to meet Dreier, he was an amazing golfer.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Blog Post 2/12/10
The F.B.I. should continue interrogating Umar Farouk Abdulmutalleb for information.
The FBI needs Umar’s information to increase homeland security. After bringing his family to interrogations, he is convinced that the law will be less harsh on him if he tells everything he knows of terrorist plots. Getting as much information from the suspect will be beneficial to the U.S. because he is releasing facts such as upcoming terrorist plans, technology, and possibly strategic Al Qaeda plans. Lately, America has been subject to a lot of failed terrorist plots. Getting ahead of their attack plans and strategies is very important to America's security.
The more facts from Umar that we can get, the better. He is a great source because he is desperate and informed. If he can leak as much knowledge about terror, than we will be more prepared for attacks and know where to focus our national security efforts for the future. Although terror attacks are something that is bound to happen, this knowledge can show us the Al Qaedas priorities and plans for attacksa. The United States has lately been a major target for the terrorist plots, and the more knowledge we have the better for our national security.
The FBI needs Umar’s information to increase homeland security. After bringing his family to interrogations, he is convinced that the law will be less harsh on him if he tells everything he knows of terrorist plots. Getting as much information from the suspect will be beneficial to the U.S. because he is releasing facts such as upcoming terrorist plans, technology, and possibly strategic Al Qaeda plans. Lately, America has been subject to a lot of failed terrorist plots. Getting ahead of their attack plans and strategies is very important to America's security.
The more facts from Umar that we can get, the better. He is a great source because he is desperate and informed. If he can leak as much knowledge about terror, than we will be more prepared for attacks and know where to focus our national security efforts for the future. Although terror attacks are something that is bound to happen, this knowledge can show us the Al Qaedas priorities and plans for attacksa. The United States has lately been a major target for the terrorist plots, and the more knowledge we have the better for our national security.
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