Wørd in the Hall

November 26, 2006. another beautiful day in paradise. This week's wørd in the Hall is Movie Film. "I'm gonna see that Borat movie. Not because I think it's gonna be good. I just want him to live." This was said by a blond girl in my Confirmation class. She saw the Borat trailer, which ends with Borat saying, "Please come see my movie film. If it not success, I will be execute." I guess she, along with my whole English class doesn't realize that Borat is really Sacha Baron Cohen. Oh well. I guess that's good for him, because his other characters can still have movies made about them and not get his cover clown. But sadly, Borat is dead. Whenever Borat goes into public again, people will notice and ask for autographs and pictures, etc. His hi-jjinks are over. Let us take a moment of silence.
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Ok, now onto the real meat of this post. My friends and I recently shot a movie. My friend Mike has edited movies before, and he edited it. But I decided that I could make a pretty decent version myself. So I edited it. That leaves two copies of it. If you would like to see them, don't go running to youtube. They're not there. I'm not posting them here either. And they aren't on Google or yahoo or anywhere that I know of. If you want it, post either your e-mail or (if this works) your Wii friend code. Next time I post I will check the comments and send it to those people. If you don't want your email or friend code to be visible to everyone, put that in the comment and I won't let it get posted. I alone will see it, and will send it to you. after I send it, I will erase the comment so that no one can see it. The only thing I ask is that you post there which one you like better. I know that Mike will post that his is best, and right now I'm saying that mine is the best, so I guess we cancel out. It is up to you. Enjoy the show. Have a nice day.

Wørd in the Hall

October 13, 2006. Another beautiful day in paradise. This week's Wørd in the Hall is: Friday the Thirteenth. "I'm sure if this were a real emergency we'd all be safe right now!" Friday the thirteentis justttt another superstition, right? Right? I used to think that, when I was young and naïve. You know what they say, some days you're the dog. Today was one of those hydrant days. In Chem, I got back a failing quiz, in Trig I took a quiz that I didn't do too well on, in Spanish I realized that I had a project due Monday, in History I did very bad on a map quiz of the United States, in gym we had to stay inside and play kickball rather than go outside and play football because some kid was hospitalized, and in English I gave a bad presentation on verbs and then handed out a hard quiz for the class to do. The teacher got a C on it, and she knows verbs because I asked her for help. My presentation was so bad, people thought I would have taught better stoned. Now I don't do drugs, but I'm told being stoned is like starting a fight with a bodybuilding comedian. I don't get it either. To prove that I wasn't the only hydrant at school today, someone got hit by a parked car. Using logic, I figured out that he is a guy and he hit Mr. Cole's car while playing football. When he gets back from the hospital I bet he'll trip over a cordless phone. Remind me not to make jokes about injured people ever again. However, one good thing happened to me today. Mike went to his uncle's camp and missed school. Thank god! I need to stay away from that kid unless I want to become emo. And I don't because I keep my hair away from my eyes and the music sucks. People will tell you I'm emo, but he's at his uncle's camp for the weekend. I would go on about Mike but It's 12:36 and I have to go to the bathroom. I'm going to post again seeing as last week's post was deleted for legal purposes. Have a nice day.

Wørd in the Hall

Before I rant, I would like to apologize to Mike for both posting this after when I said I would and for essentially not alloing comments. Well, after I post this I will enable comments, so if you wanted to comment beofre and couldn't please try again. As for posting this late, it's about 1:10 P.M. where I am, and Mike says these are only good when written late at night or early in the morning. If it makes you feel better I wrote this last night and am merely typing it now, I'm still pissed off from finding out how to get the ø in the title, I'm blasting music, my parents aren't home for another half-hour, and I have to finish this and an essay before they get back. So expect a little anger and confusion. We now continue with your scheduled rant.
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September 6, 2006. Another beautiful day in paradise. This week's Wørd in the Hall: Freshmen. "There's too many random freshmen in this hallway. You never see the same one twice." This quote is this week's rant in a nutshell. At my highschool, there are roughly 650 students and at least 200 of them are freshmen. When we go to assemblies, Seniors are in the center, Juniors are on the left, Sophomores are on the right, and Freshemn are in the balcony. 74 years ago there were 200 seats in that balcony. Today, its standing room only for the last Freshman homeroom. There's just too many of them. Now, my class, the Sophomores, are relatively small. So small, in fact, that they merged our gym class with the freshmen gym. That's bullshit! What's worse is that the first two gym classes was Freshmen v. Sophomore kickball. Now, our class is not the one that you would exactly call something like talkative, hyper, or alive. We really don't care. We only had 50 people at the pep rally and 20 thought it was mandatory. So we lost the first game 9-2. The next game was different. We were pissed. So pissed that weak little me hit a homerun. So pissed that unathletic Alyssa hit the ball into a basketball hoop (we got no points or bases on this one due to everyone being momentairly stunned and thinking it was an automatic homerun. we won 9-5. Go class of 09! The class of, umm, 10 can kiss our ass. [/school spirit]
Our school has four hallways; Senior, Junior, Sophomore, and Freshman. You usually get a locker in the hallway of your class. If there aren't enough, since a lot of them don't open, your locker is in a hallway with the same locker size. Freshmen and Juniors have small lockers, Sophomores and Seniors have big lockers. But there are so many Freshmen that they have lockers in not just Freshman hall, but also Senior and Sophmore halls, where the quote was heard. We need to get them out of out hallway. There's just too many of them. We need to ice a couple, if you know what I mean. Someone almost did in gym class. During game 2, this one Freshman, Alleem or Eilim or something like that was being a complete asshole. He faked an injury to try to get one of our good players pulled. He just sat out for like 2 minutes. So one kid on our team, I forget who, "accidently" bashes this kid right in the face. He had it coming, faking injury and all. Have a nice day.