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StarCraft-Ghost


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Of Eyeballs, Build-A-Bears, Robots, Things that end in Uzz, Spikes, Wolverines, and Dancing the night away.

Duuuude.... DUUUUDE.... DUUUUUUUUUUDE.

My last real entry being over a month ago, many things have happend. Who knows what ill get too but hey, lets give it a shot.

Robotics season is officially over. Least for the team 303. We had a good season, we've even have had our own award nicknamed the 303 Award, it being the Safety Award that is. The trenton regional which was the first weekend of March went as ussual, things went bad and sour, things went good, then back to sour. Its like Jersey. In any event, we walked away with being quarter-finalists which is not entirely bad. Thanks to our friends over in bound brook, 56. A week went by, then we had our next trip which was last week, the good old regional in Anapolis. They should really have a slogan, Whats done in Anapolis, Should very well be Awkard, Fun, and be prepared for anything.

What would anything Be? Beware of Eyeballs, accept all build-a-bears with greatest care, have hair straightened... when your a dude, let night gamming and other assortments of goodies that come out of falling dead asleeep because of cold and sicknessly... ish... Kinda? We went down on wensday afternoon, arrived there, played NHL Hitz into the night, then we all passed out and i got a bit sickly, all is alright though. That thursday, we revamped our entire robot, from head to sternem bassically in the sense of drive chasis. Adding up the torque and speed seemed to help us, from there we were a bit sporadic but we still made it to the finals thanks to 225 and our good buddies 237 from Watertown CT. In any event i digress too quickly. That thursday night we had the team 303 dinner, which used to consist of no one dancing, everyone eating and everyone out of there by 9. But with the people known as Fuzz and Emily there, that will not be happening. Fuzz decides to go full gown wear where i try to fumble around in a dress shirt, tie, no belt and dress pants... complete with shoes... yeah im cool... even with the shirt un-tucked becase i had no belt... leave me alone. Dance the night away was with out a doubt what we did. Good dancers from the 293 people Spike and the flower people 341 Miss Daisy. All around by far thursday rocked the entire trip for me. We danced the night away until the last song was just 303 kids there who couldnt stop and made the last song be Bohemian Rhapsody. That whole night is a blur but i do remember hitting the high note in Staying Alive. Great funk.

We come to friday. The middle day of the trip. The day went by fine, we had the lunch time for the 303 people which invovles the waxing of sandro's boddy, scropios, nick almost saying boob, sprinkler dancing, and the assortment of wolverine comments. The wolverine would be of course me my general crotch area... its got teeth i tells ya, ive seem them! In any event, the day went by far enough but by that day i was getting badddly sickly. That night during the dance we didnt have the 293 or the 341 people but we had some nice coregraphed sprinkler dancing from 237. I went upstairs early and took some advil and passed out. Now aaappppareeently some people "CHRIS" leave the door open while taking showers in the bathroom. This means that im getting visitors without me knowing it. Some that include 237 people... whom i dont really know... and am scared for my rectum... and some include people ending in Uzz taking pictures of my dead ass. Thank you very much! I awaken at 10:40 to me yelling "woah!" with everyone staring at me... From this point on its an almost drunken stupor im in talking of things about needing a hole... pulse optional.

Saturday came and then went by, it was a sluggish day to say the least with me almost dying but i had some dayquill on hand so my nose felt a bit better thank you Mrs. Nasson. The bus ride home consisted of Cough Cough, grumble grumble, how many eyeballs do I have? I could not answer that question, but those of you who would like the hitchhiker refrence, we can assume 42. That is of course if we still had all the dolphins... Bastard fish. Mammals... the fuck they are. In anny event, we get home and we rip apart the things on the bus, i forgot half of my subway sandwich but thats alright. We get off, we depart and thus starts up another week of school, some that i missed yesterday because of continuous sickness. Emily is still sickly, by far sicklier than me and she still goes to school, craaazzzy woman.

This would bring us to today. We are doing self-defense in gym... lucky lucky who am i? Yeah fuck that. I noticed that i have skipped out on some reviews and some other technical jargon in this post, dont worry it will be up soon. This will include my review of Civ 4, some movies that invovle "sucking" of "wrists" and some other goodies in the trick bag... Now with out further adue, i will leave with this quote of the trip.

"THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Keith


"Fuzz try and rape me!.... See you just wont win." Sandro

Keith

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Day of Defeat: Source Free This Weekend

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Lt. Dan

"Forrest Gump: Lieutenant Dan, what are you doing here?
Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: I'm here to try out my sea legs.
Forrest Gump: But you ain't got no legs, Lieutenant Dan.
Lieutenant Daniel Taylor: [mildly irritated, but understanding] Yes... yes, I know that. You wrote me a letter, you idiot!"


Ah good times.

Robotics is going along quite damn swimingly aint it Lt. Dan? Yeah i would think so. We have been able to get all of our general ideas out there, all of them seem to be coming together quite well. Who knew we would be so ahead of the game in comparasion to last year? Last year this time, we were still thinking of ways to pick up the damned Tetra... and lift it up.... and move around.... and the chasis design.... pretty much the entire thing.

There really isnt much to report though on anything else. I'm just trying to figure out ways to procrastinate from doing my research cards for my Junior Research paper. I have 13 done at the moment and i need 25 by the end of 2nd period tommorow morning. I should be "okay" i suppose. I aswell have to do a current event for SAT Prep. Sigh the life of a high school student is really boring. Though i had an epiffiny earlier this year. Highschool is meant to teach you all of the things that... an educated person needs? I suppose thats their goal, but do they ever acomplish it? No, of course not. I could ask you all about cations and sig figs all i want when your in your 30's but you wouldnt remember or know. Hey do you know who Rommel is? How bout Hephaestus? Nope? You see school is there to teach young people a couple things, and only a few are actually taught. One, learn to obey, obedience, its part of the bible, its part of the 10 commandments, read some George Carlin and you know thats an inflatted list alright. But back to my main point of what high school teaches you about social interaction. Highschool for the majority of us is a brief run through of human interaction. Its an excelerated class of how humans socially interact. Stuck with each other 8 hours a day, have to be there, sooo then... what do we talk about? What do we do with one another? I think your starting to get my drift of what it teaches us. It teaches us the very basic needs of interaction. Though, ive always wanted to test out my wolf-man theory... Don't believe ill ever get the funds for that.

I will leave you with some Mitch Hedberg for he left us way to early.

"I would like to go fishing and catch a fish stick, that would be convienet. I could easily get a job with Mrs. Pauls. If they just put me in a boat with some empty boxes. I will deliver them, to the freezer section, of your neighborhood grocery store. Theres a fishing show on TV, they catch the fish but they let it go. They dont want to eat the fish, but they do want to make it late for something. 'Where were you?' 'I GOT CAUGHT!' 'Bullshit, let me see the inside of your lip!' If fish could scream, the ocean would be loud as shit. You would not want to submerge your head, nothing but fish going 'AH FUCK.... I THOUGHT I LOOKED LIKE THAT ROCK!"

Keith

Life of Illusion

"Sometimes I can't help the feeling that I'm
Living a life of illusion
And oh, why can't we let it be
And see through the hole in this wall of confusion
I just can't help the feeling I'm
Living a life of illusion"


This post will be interjected with the rest of that song, but now we shall have updates. The illusion in my life stems from me being right now, heavily into the depths of something that is killing me. Its called mental pain. Fucking ow. Ever feel like you had such a bad head ache that you either A)Flip the top of your head off to release the pressure or B) crush your skull in. Yeah fucking ow. I awoke this morning to nothing but blurs around me, i couldnt focus on anything, i tried staring at myself in the mirror, wooooo that was trippy.


"Pow! Right between the eyes
Oh, how nature loves her little surprises
Wow! It all seems so logical now
It's just one of her better disguises
And it comes with no warning
Nature loves her little surprises
Continual crisis"


Robotics has started up again, we seem to be making progress. Ideas are being pushed around, and the like of everyone saying "what? no... hells no...." "keep an open mind" "oh my mind is open dude, just... alright Mr. OpenMind, lets see your explanation of how to do it!" The game this year requires alot of perfect conditions to pull anything off with scoring and winning, but hey, as every year, it takes alot of perfection and a hells a lot of luck and superior driving skills. Wow... my head is bluring again. I'm gonna stop here and hopefully... try and survive the next couple of minutes before i head off to robotics.


"Hey, don't you know it's a waste of your day
Caught up in endless solutions
That have no meaning, just another hunch
Based upon jumping conclusions
Caught up in endless solutions
Backed up against a wall of confusion
Living a life of illusion"

Somethings in my life never change, constant pressure, constant problems, and never ever a solution. A solution to what? A solution to all. At the moment, the best place i would like to be right now, is surrounded by my true friends on a beach somewhere, or out at sea, or just somewhere tropical. Tropical and nice and cool breeze but not too cold and not too warm. Life however gives you those oppertunities to achieve those few moments of happiness. Just take them when you can, when you can, live them out to the fullest you ever could possibly do, if you dont, you will never feel good.

Keith

Furia Taurina

Life, is life, why bother some say, why try, the question is not why, but more importantly is the reason behind you ask the question. The why behind the why as it were. It can lead to good thoughts, to bad ones, to ones that fufil and to ones that destroy but remember this when you go into that dark and scary place that lies in each of us when we are forced to take a long look and forced to look at ourselves for what we are, the very essence, the very being, the very "soul" to what we do is only human. Saying is only human is only a way to put into words what everyone experinces and does not realize. When you hear, is only human, you nod your head in agreement, but, why?

I open tonight with some philisophical talk because i feel its needed in this day and age. The age of the future is filled with people who can no more put together "u" and "no" to tell someone a thought. I have learned in my thought that the best place to teach, to learn, to accept is inside the head of every human being. Next time your in thought, look at the people around you, and when you do look in their eyes. Look at the large open sphere's and you can tell that there is something behind them, something more beautiful then anything else in the world. The opposites of one person are expressed and wear them out there, openly for the world, yet most do not see it. Stare into the eyes of a person and you can see the goals, achievements, embarassements, but more importantly, the potential of power. Man is a powerful race, to create or destroy, we are polar opposites and each one of us has the potential to create something magnificant, for the greater good, or the greater evil. What i have learned or at least try to realize that their is beauty in both the good and the bad, learn to love the bad, learn to adore the good. You may say why does he speak of such things, what does he know of these things. The answer i will tell you is that i know nothing, all i know is what i observe and what i come to realize. I realize that there is a way to be happy, you must embrace both sides of your polarity, your good and your bad. It is very zen.


I have always thought that i would not enjoy philisophy, that was until i realized that i myself create conjectures on the happenings of the world.

From here i'll return to my normal self, I say this with a hint of remorse because, i want to be zen. I like having this sense of calm, this sense of being, this sense of enternal life. But here is the message id like to pass on today, i am sure that there are times in almost everyones life, at least weekly, where one can feel calm, sane, level, but more importantly when your in those episodes, you do not realize that your thinking. What does one think about when your mind has nothing to say? Oh well it only dreams, it dreams the way a child would. Dreams. I opened this post with a song title from a man named John Petrucci. And he was once in a band, i do not want to go into the intricicy of music tonight, but i do want to tell you one thing. When you go tonight, go into that soft bed, go into the world of your own. Realize that it is a Dream Theater.

Dreams are attainable, though we feel discouraged and inept to conquering our dreams, they can be attained. Listen to a song, and realize that it fills your entity and you will notice that when you let it fill you, you stop thinking, you begin to dream.

Keith