OH SNAP! KAPSLOCK IS ON!

So, I’m pretty sure that when you get nine hours of sleep during a night, and you still wake up and have trouble getting out of bed in time, and then you start to get tired again at 1:30 in the afternoon, you’ve finally hit the wall.  Only a week and a half left.  So close yet so far.  So close because we really only have eight more days of school…so far because I have six finals and three fairly big projects to turn in in those eight days.  Tired………….

This activity with the medicine bag proved to be quite challenging at times, but also quite satisfying when I found the medicines.  I originally started looking for seven of the 15 medicines because I felt like the number seven seemed to show complexity, which is what I can most relate with.  The medicine that I began to search for were Courage, Compassion, Humor, Joy, Wisdom, Selflessness, and Insight.

I chose Courage and Insight because I felt that they went together rather well.  I thought that it was very important to have Insight, because while it is important to live in the present, it is also important to keep a wary eye on the future to make sure the road you’re on isn’t leading you someplace you don’t want to be.  I felt that Courage went well with this Insight, because what is the use of looking ahead if you don’t have the Courage to change what you don’t like about the road ahead?  The living in the present is where Wisdom comes in, because you have to have the Wisdom to know what to do with a crisis that may be at hand.

Compassion, Humor, Joy, and Selflessness are all rolled together in a happy little ball for me.  I like to help others (Compassion and Selflessness), and the way I usually go about doing that is by being full of Humor to bring them Joy so that the tasks at hand don’t seem as daunting.  I don’t know why I do this, but it’s just part of who I am.  I love helping people and making them laugh.  I think that a lot of people may have thought that humor didn’t really belong on this list, but I think that it has its place among the others just as much.  I completely agree with the clue that says humor is a language that many people have learned to rely on.  Humor is how people get through difficult times, and it’s something that almost everyone understands on some level.

The symbol that was given to us for Courage was a crayon.  At first, I had no idea why or how a crayon could symbolize Courage, but as I thought about it more, I began to realize that to me, the crayon stood for having the Courage to “color outside the lines.”  Just because the colors aren’t all within the lines doesn’t mean that the picture isn’t just as beautiful.  For Compassion, they gave us a hand, which I took to be a helping hand.  Humor was a little smiley face, because, of course, Humor makes people smile.  Joy was one of the symbols that I most enjoyed.  Not really.  I didn’t enjoy it as in eating it, I mean.  It was a sucker.  I love suckers.  That sucker definitely brought me a whole lot of Joy.    The symbol for Wisdom was a definition of a random word.  Although, looking back at my definition, it may not have been completely random.  My definition was of the word “Sparkle.”  Two of the definitions were “Brilliance,” and “To throw off sparks of fire.”  This, to me, is because, while Wisdom involves being brilliant, it is more about sharing this brilliance with others.  The sharing is what makes someone truly Wise.  The symbol of Selflessness was an eraser.  This one is a stumper to me.  I can’t really put my finger on why the symbol is an eraser.  Perhaps it is because you’re helping people erase their mistakes?  I’m not sure.  The final symbol was that of Insight.  This one took me a long time to find, but finally I went to Ms. Haffdizzle to ask for another clue, and with her help, I realized that insight could only be found within ourselves.  That is why the symbol for insight was a little mirror.

In the end, I got a little bit too in to the activity and ended up collecting all of the medicines.  I enjoyed collecting them, and I realized I knew most of the clues, and after I had passed seven of them, I had to get the rest.  I figure that none of these are really bad traits to have, so what’s wrong with having all of them?  None of them really contradict each other, and I feel that having all 15 kind of symbolizes a balance that has been achieved.  I realize that this is kind of the opposite of what I was going for with getting seven of the medicines, but maybe this symbolizes me going from complexity to balance.  Who knows?  I really enjoyed this activity though.  It was very challenging and thought provoking, so now I think I’m going to treat myself to the Joyous sucker. 

So, every summer, I get to go to my favorite place on earth.  This place is GUCI (Goldman Union Camp Institute), AKA jew camp.  I would try and explain why I love it so much, but after eight years of going there, I’ve realized that it’s simply not worth bothering.  No one gets why it’s so awesome unless they’ve been there.  Normally I go there for a month every summer, which is one of the two session, and spend that time with some of my favorite people in the world who have come to be like brothers to me.  But this year is extra special.  This year, I’m going to be a counselor in training, so I get to go for two months.  I’m sooooo excited.  I honestly can’t put my finger on my I love that place so much.  Really, there are some times when I’m purely miserable, like when I get caught in the rain in my last set of clean clothes and get absolutely soaked.  Of course, it wouldn’t be the same without those miserable moments.  Those moments make the really good parts of it shine that much brighter.  Oh man, I’m so excited.  I just thought I’d tell you guys.

I’m not really sure if I’m going to go through with it or not, but I was thinking about doing something special for prom.  I don’t really feel like dressing up in those normal nice clothes.  Those are kinda boring.  I was actually thinking about going 100% pimp mode on my outfit.  So, for starters, I was thinking about hittin’ up a purple suit or tux.

Then, I was thinking about picking out my fro, and lightly resting a cool lookin’ hat on top.

Then, to top it all off, I was gonna bring my pimp spoon.  Yes, I have a pimp spoon.  I don’t know where we got it, but I found it in my mom’s office.  It’s like long wooden spoon that’s been painted black with green little money symbols all over it.  It’s the length of a cane, so it’s perfect.  Ugh.  No money spoon pix on google.  Sorry.  I would scan a picture of it in myself, but it’s kind of been kidnapped.  I got the ransom together, but they’re not cooperating.  It’s ugly, but don’t worry.  It’ll be there for prom. 

I don’t know how many people know this, but the lives of most Jews revolve around food.  So, naturally, the birthday party of my uncle that I just got back from was jam packed with ballin’ food.  There was steak, there were burgers, there were hotdogs, there were potatoes (of many different varieties), there were baked beans, there was dip, and of course…there was cake.  The cake was really the camel that broke the camel’s back.  I’m so uncomfortably full right now…I think I ate at least three pounds of food.  I’m not joking either.  Like I’m mentally weighing the food that I ate, and it has to be coming to a total of three or more.  Somehow though, with all three pounds of food destroying my stomach from the inside, I’m quite comfortable.  Yes, I know I just said I was uncomfortable, but I think the combination of being really full, really tired, it being a nice day, and just having a ton of awesome food is making me quite the happy camper.  Hm…I hope it’s someone else’s birthday next weekend. 

So, I’m doing three posts in three days, so I figure that the first of which should be explaining why.  Pretty much…you know…in lamens terms…um…yeah…I completely forgot to do a blog post for the last three weeks…Smooth, right?  I mean, it’s not that I don’t care about the blog, but I’m not going to lie, it’s just about the last thing on my mind on a Sunday night.  I suppose I could fix that by not putting my posts off till Sunday night, but, then again, where’s the fun in that?

So now I’m going to explain how I found out.  It all began one peaceful Thursday afternoon when my mom came into my room.  While I may not be huge on checking Edline, she’s one of those parents who does it on a bi-daily basis.  So yeah, she came into my room and was all like, “Michael, you have a C+ in English.”  So then I was all like, “Okay.”  So she was all back like, “I just want you to know that’s the lowest grade you’ve had in high school.”  And I was all back like, “Okay.”  Really the “okays” were just to annoy her, because while she was trying to act all cool and composed on the outside, I know that on the inside she was freaking out about how I could possibly have a C, and I knew that the image of me not caring as much as her would annoy the bejesus out of her. 

So yeah, pretty much, I decided to ask Ms. Haffpint if there was any way I could get partial credit for the posts (so my mom doesn’t commit suicide…she’s still dreaming of me going to Harvard psh).  Ms. Haffpint told me that the best way to do this would be to do three posts in a row, so here I am.  Doing the first of these posts…WOOT!

So, Friday night, Alex and I were going to work on our health project about fats and healthy dinners, but we were kinda hungry, so we decided to grab a very unhealthy dinner from QDoba.  That’s right, we went to QDoba to eat right before working on a health project about healthy dinners.  Anyway, the point of the story is, while we were in QDoba for about an hour or so, we saw SEVENTEEN people from Brebeuf there,  and a person who used to go to Brebeuf.  It was kind of ridiculous.  About half the people who came into QDoba during that hour were from Brebeuf.  Granted, it was probably because the basketball game was getting ready to start, and who doesn’t want a nice baby-sized burrito before they watch some basketball.  But still, that’s a lot of Brebeufians.  And no Stephanie, I didn’t forget about you and Emily.  I’m not gonna lie.  I was just hella tireed when i first typed this and just wanted to get it over with. 

So yeah, guess how I spent my Saturday night.  It’s definitely something you wouldn’t guess.  That’s right, my friend Emmo and I stayed up till 4 in the morning rapping about sourdough bread. Pretty much, we dressed up like as much of a tool as we could, and recorded our sourdough rap using Emmo’s laptop.  Although it’s not the way I would prefer to spend my Saturday night, it was actually fun and it ended up being really funny.  We’re trying to upload it to Youtube right now, but it’s taking a while to do, so I can’t really link it, but if you guys wanna see it, just type in Sourdough Rap on youtube later today and it might be up there.  By the way, there is a bit of language, hope you don’t mind, but you know, what’s a rap without language?

So, because Patrick knows just about everything, he was able to help me get my computer back up and running.  He even got it so that it’s better than it ever was before.  Just about a completely blank hard drive except for the basic programs.  It’s like having a brand new computer.  It’s a clean slate!  So, in honor of my non-internet slowfulness, I’m going to make the rest of this post pictures…because I can. 

So Patrick was over the other day, trying to look something up on Google, when it came to his attention that whenever he clicked on a Google link, it rerouted him to a different place.

What a weird virus right?  At first I was kinda angry that my computer had a virus, but then I realized that it really wasn’t a big deal.  I don’t have to use Google much anyway.  Of course, then I figured out the real problem.  Whatever the virus does, it slows down my internet ridiculously.  I don’t know what’s going on, but every page takes forever to load making this very difficult to type.  So yeah.  My internet blows.