As we approach Thanksgiving, we--
Oh, wait. It is Thanksgiving.
This Thanksgiving, we sit down and think about people that we're thankful for. Also, since this blog post is about people in our class we're thankful for, I'll start the lis with thanking Gaga, for somehow helping me retain my sanity during Algebra II/Trig BC, my only class marred by the unholy presence of Barry Ng and his equally unholy shenanigans (BTW, for me to say something is unholy means it's pretty bad, because I'm an atheist). Without being able to complain about Barry to someone, I would have gone totally INSANE *maniacal laugh*. Also, Jiayin for helping me in the same class with the various assignments and groupworks. Otherwise I would have had an F in that class. Also, here's yet another person who I can complain about Barry to.
Then, there are people not in this class peiod who I want to thank:
#1. My Spanish for Native Speakers class for being so awesome :D
#2. Sydney, for restraining my nascent pyromania in Chemistry class.
#3. Mr. Neris for coming up with awesome... FIERY... experiments for our class
#4. My lunch table, for actually not wanting to fail their world studies class and listening to me
And finally, there's the ever-present not-being-thankful-feeling one gets when thinking about Barry. God, talk about a downer...
Anyways, go enjoy your turkey, everyone. I'm taking advantage of this time to powerlevel to level 80. Then I'll start raiding. Naxxramas, here I come!
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
(Also, does anyone know how to cranberry-proof your electronic devices?)
--Noah
Edit: apparently that would have been a good idea. Level 78!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
I am a plow...
Okay, this week's blog is a little bit weird.
I kind of don't get the whole "plow" thing, but I'm going to write it anyway, so here goes...
I am a plow, an instrument used to not only till soil, but also mark boundaries. I am possibly pulled by oxen, maybe horses. I am pulled throughout a field from dawn til' dusk, and am then allowed rest (although it's the horses doing all of the work) I might be a little bit rusted, but not a lot; I am used very often. This plow is then stored in a comfortable toolshed. I also serve various other functions, as mentioned above: boundaries, farming, etc. Oh, also I am not a plow in "Farmville", if there are plows in that game. God that game is stupid. Also, like most plows, I do not do Facebook.
Okay, that might not be my best writing. But in all fairness, the topic was, as I said before, a little weird. Also, have you seen how evil Facebook is?
PURE EVIL!!
--Noah
I kind of don't get the whole "plow" thing, but I'm going to write it anyway, so here goes...
I am a plow, an instrument used to not only till soil, but also mark boundaries. I am possibly pulled by oxen, maybe horses. I am pulled throughout a field from dawn til' dusk, and am then allowed rest (although it's the horses doing all of the work) I might be a little bit rusted, but not a lot; I am used very often. This plow is then stored in a comfortable toolshed. I also serve various other functions, as mentioned above: boundaries, farming, etc. Oh, also I am not a plow in "Farmville", if there are plows in that game. God that game is stupid. Also, like most plows, I do not do Facebook.
Okay, that might not be my best writing. But in all fairness, the topic was, as I said before, a little weird. Also, have you seen how evil Facebook is?
PURE EVIL!!
--Noah
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Directions Our Class Should Take
Hey everyone (and anyone),
This week's blog is about what we should change in our class.
First of all,
LET US POST ADDITIONAL POSTS NOT RELATED TO THIS WEEK'S BLOG POST!!!!
Second of all, I don't really have a lot of complaints about the class. But what I do have in abundance are complaints about the school. First of all, the stupid spam filter thingy is STILL blocking my blog for no reason. It really annoys me. Second of all, cafeteria food. I bring my own lunch, but still, that stuff is nasty. They should at least try to make it edible...
Third of all, less homework. We get a lot of homework from all of our classes, and it really leaves us with no lives (not that I had one anyways).
That's basically it. I kind of don't like doing the project, but that's probably because i'm lazy and wait until the last minute to do things, which kind of kills any fun I could have gotten out of it...
--Noah
P.S.
Cataclysm releases on the 7th!
This week's blog is about what we should change in our class.
First of all,
LET US POST ADDITIONAL POSTS NOT RELATED TO THIS WEEK'S BLOG POST!!!!
Second of all, I don't really have a lot of complaints about the class. But what I do have in abundance are complaints about the school. First of all, the stupid spam filter thingy is STILL blocking my blog for no reason. It really annoys me. Second of all, cafeteria food. I bring my own lunch, but still, that stuff is nasty. They should at least try to make it edible...
Third of all, less homework. We get a lot of homework from all of our classes, and it really leaves us with no lives (not that I had one anyways).
That's basically it. I kind of don't like doing the project, but that's probably because i'm lazy and wait until the last minute to do things, which kind of kills any fun I could have gotten out of it...
--Noah
P.S.
Cataclysm releases on the 7th!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Modern Slavery
Okay, let's get this blog post STARTED!!! WHOO!!!
No, i'm actually not that excited about this. I'm actually mad at CPS for blocking this blog. I mean, why? for the love of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, WHY?
But enough with my CPS rage.
Today's post is called : Modern Slavery. It's kind of a self-explanatory title, to tell you the truth. It makes me think of the workers who work in factories in countries like India or China, and eke out a living on less than $1 USD a day. They manufacture all of our cheap consumer goods, in order to let chain stores maintain their "low, low, LOW!" prices. It also reminds me of towns in theses same countries that process e-waste. They basically take it and burn it to reduce it to the bare metals. The burning process creates pollution in the air, and also makes the rivers toxic, containing high levels of heavy metals, and contaminates it with lead and poison. It's often one of the only water sources available, and if it's not?
Well, it'll probably seep into the water system in a few years anyways, and they'll be poisoned just the same.
Why, that just sounds wonderful, doesn't it?
That was sarcasm, by the way.
--Noah
No, i'm actually not that excited about this. I'm actually mad at CPS for blocking this blog. I mean, why? for the love of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, WHY?
But enough with my CPS rage.
Today's post is called : Modern Slavery. It's kind of a self-explanatory title, to tell you the truth. It makes me think of the workers who work in factories in countries like India or China, and eke out a living on less than $1 USD a day. They manufacture all of our cheap consumer goods, in order to let chain stores maintain their "low, low, LOW!" prices. It also reminds me of towns in theses same countries that process e-waste. They basically take it and burn it to reduce it to the bare metals. The burning process creates pollution in the air, and also makes the rivers toxic, containing high levels of heavy metals, and contaminates it with lead and poison. It's often one of the only water sources available, and if it's not?
Well, it'll probably seep into the water system in a few years anyways, and they'll be poisoned just the same.
Why, that just sounds wonderful, doesn't it?
That was sarcasm, by the way.
--Noah
Friday, October 29, 2010
Nathaniel Hawthorne and the Puritans
So, we have to do this assignment for english: research Nathaniel Hawthorne and the Craz... er.. Puritans. Here's what I found: Hawthorne is realted to Judge Hathorne, a judge in the Salem witch trials. He was born ibn salem, and his great-great-great grandfather was a Puritan. He also probably faked an illness, because he waas injured once while playing "bat and ball" (a prototype of baseball), and became lame and invalid, even thought the doctors examined him and found nothing wrong. Faker. He was also a member of Phi Beta Kappa, and met Abraham Lincoln. Also, he had some sort of petty rivalry with Edgar Allan Poe, who reviewed his books and stories and constantly accused him of plagiarism.
Really?
Really?
He also apparently didn't have much confidence in intellectuals and artists, so he kind of kept some Puritan ideals...
After his death, there was a big dispute between his wife and his editor, and later his son was convicted of defrauding the public, by selling over 3 million shares in a nonexistent silver mine to the public.
It''s interesting the connections that he has to the Puritans, like the fact that when one woman was being put to death during the Salem witch trials she cursed his family, which was the basis for him writing the House of the Seven Gables.
Interesting stuff, eh?
I thought so too.
--Noah
Really?
Really?
He also apparently didn't have much confidence in intellectuals and artists, so he kind of kept some Puritan ideals...
After his death, there was a big dispute between his wife and his editor, and later his son was convicted of defrauding the public, by selling over 3 million shares in a nonexistent silver mine to the public.
It''s interesting the connections that he has to the Puritans, like the fact that when one woman was being put to death during the Salem witch trials she cursed his family, which was the basis for him writing the House of the Seven Gables.
Interesting stuff, eh?
I thought so too.
--Noah
Thursday, October 21, 2010
When I Knew I Was an American
Hey everyone,
Today's post: When I knew I was an American. Now, when I was really little, my parents were very concerned about me keeping my Puerto Rican side intact. Thus, they talked to me in spanish until I was about 2. At this point, they were trying to get me into some sort of bilingual kindergarten program. That failed, and I had started to pick up some english. Their plan collapsed about then. I had to speak english in order to get into the good schools/kindergartens. By the time I was 3, I was speaking english fluently, and the battle began to keep my spanish. It got worse when I learned italian back when I went to Italy for a semester ( by the way, if you ever get the chance to go to Italy, take it. BEST foreign country EVER). Right now, my italian is really rusty, my spanish is good, and my english is great.
I guess I just always instinctively knew I was American. Back when I was little, I always thought I was an American, even though I was also Puerto Rican and Texan (because, in truth, Texas is the Sicily of the US). It's not like there was a certain point at which I suddenly and miraculously knew I was an American...
I think...
--Noah SS
Today's post: When I knew I was an American. Now, when I was really little, my parents were very concerned about me keeping my Puerto Rican side intact. Thus, they talked to me in spanish until I was about 2. At this point, they were trying to get me into some sort of bilingual kindergarten program. That failed, and I had started to pick up some english. Their plan collapsed about then. I had to speak english in order to get into the good schools/kindergartens. By the time I was 3, I was speaking english fluently, and the battle began to keep my spanish. It got worse when I learned italian back when I went to Italy for a semester ( by the way, if you ever get the chance to go to Italy, take it. BEST foreign country EVER). Right now, my italian is really rusty, my spanish is good, and my english is great.
I guess I just always instinctively knew I was American. Back when I was little, I always thought I was an American, even though I was also Puerto Rican and Texan (because, in truth, Texas is the Sicily of the US). It's not like there was a certain point at which I suddenly and miraculously knew I was an American...
I think...
--Noah SS
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Us Vs. Them
First of all, I'm going to put up a little disclaimer:
*WARNING*
This post contains high levels of NERDY RANTS. MAINLY ABOUT GAMES. If you don't want to listen to this (or read it, more accurately) please skip this post.
Now, to the important stuff. Today's blog topic is about "Us vs. Them" mentalities. So, immediately, I thought of what happens in WoW and on the Internet all the time. Mainly, players go around attacking and killing low-level players in starting zones. This technique is called "ganking" and it happens mainly on PvP servers (where players on one faction area allowed to attack players on the other faction at any time). Some players enjoy killing random NPCs (non-player characters) that provide quests in order to make life more difficult for other players. Some players are just jerks that go around to the capital cities killing everyone. On forums, there seems to be a definite anti Horde/Alliance feel, where players get polarized. However, as long as it doesn't end in death, it's actually kind of fun. Sure, there are people who seem to be way too focused on the game, and take it way too seriously. However, there are people who are content to let them be over-competitive and aggressive. They don't matter, because they're n00bs.
-- Noah
*WARNING*
This post contains high levels of NERDY RANTS. MAINLY ABOUT GAMES. If you don't want to listen to this (or read it, more accurately) please skip this post.
Now, to the important stuff. Today's blog topic is about "Us vs. Them" mentalities. So, immediately, I thought of what happens in WoW and on the Internet all the time. Mainly, players go around attacking and killing low-level players in starting zones. This technique is called "ganking" and it happens mainly on PvP servers (where players on one faction area allowed to attack players on the other faction at any time). Some players enjoy killing random NPCs (non-player characters) that provide quests in order to make life more difficult for other players. Some players are just jerks that go around to the capital cities killing everyone. On forums, there seems to be a definite anti Horde/Alliance feel, where players get polarized. However, as long as it doesn't end in death, it's actually kind of fun. Sure, there are people who seem to be way too focused on the game, and take it way too seriously. However, there are people who are content to let them be over-competitive and aggressive. They don't matter, because they're n00bs.
-- Noah
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