4 more years!

I Want To Get Out Of Here
Thats what I'm looking forward too, I can't wait for Wensday the 14th. I can't wait for not having homework and getting up early and dealing with people who are stupid. I just wanna go to college and have to do homework and get up early and deal with people who are stupid. But at least now I have a job and a car and a life, so now all I need to do is get out of highschool. Thats pretty much all im focused on right now.

Top Ten Numbers

1. 46
2. 2
3. 3
4. 4
5. 5
6. 6
7. 7
8. 8
9. 9
10. 10
We all know that numbers are everywhere, but which ones are the top 10? well the tenth number on my countdown would have to be 10, probably the the best 2 digit number because of its simplicity, also its only one of two, two diget numbers on my list. The number 9. top number would have to be number 9. Its elegant design of a small "o" with a tail hanging from its right side is beautifully executed. The eighth number on my list would be the number 8. Unlike its predecessors the number 9, this number has combined the commom "o" look by having both "o"s on top of each other, like a lazy persons snowman. The seventh greatest number would have to be the number 7. Unlike other numbers seven is considered lucky. Sevens luckiness and all around good additude make it my number seven choice. My number six favorite number is the number 6. I'm pretty sure someone just got lazy and flipped the number 9 upside down, that or someone flipped the number six upside down, in any case its number sixes mystery of who was flipped nine or six, that boosts the number to my top 6th spot. My number five spot would have to go to the number 5. the number 5 has been a favorite number for years in many peoples eyes. It's likeable look and character give it a remarkable charm, thats why its number 5 on my list. My number is four choice would have to be the number 4. although the number 4 is a very shy and misunderstood number, it has alot of potential compared to most numbers. My number three choice would have to be the number 3. The number 3 can be seen in many places. The pyramids the holy trinity, ect. The number 3 is very revered and thats why its the 3rd on my Top Ten numbers list. My runner up in my list would have to be the number 2. The number 2 has always gotten second in all walks of life so its fitting that it is our silver metal choice for this list too. And now, my number one favorite number would have to be... the number 46. why you ask? becasue 46 bribed me to be the number one spot. so deal with it number 1.

Orange Soda

Well, I always have internal conflict, but I'm not really gonna talk about it to my classmates...so I'll just make something up...(aka, its probably gonna be really dumb)

So I've been having so problems lately. You can take it however you want to, I just ask that you don't look down on me but, I think I might be a dinosaur. I mean, People say they're extinct and that they haven't roamed the earth for thousands of years, But every time I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, I can't help but think there's a brontosaurus starring back at me. the signs are everywhere. For example, I'll be walking around Walmart and see a copy of Jurassic Park and I can't help but feel attached to those man eating T-Rexes. I mean people tell me it's just a phase and that there's no way I could be a Dinosaur, But how can they say that when I'm driving around and suddenly want to go jump a 1st grader and eat his flesh. And I've been wondering, if I really was a dinosaur, what would I do? Would i be able to get a job? and support a half human half dinosaur family? I mean I'm sure State Farm has a ton of employees who are ancient reptiles, I could probably work there. But for now, I just don't know.

Ideal Mate?

Jessica Alba

Noah...Rated R

First off my movie with begin with a couple explosions and such, guns with be a must and probably the predator would have to make an appearance. I of course would be played by Samuel L Jackson, because throughout my life I have constantly looked and was just like him. From child birth till my death he would not need to change his appearance because I have always resembled a full grow adult Samuel Jackson. For my father I would have cast Rodney Dangerfield. Why you ask? because that would just be crazy awesome and who wouldn't want Rodney Dangerfield for a father? Now in my movie I would have an older self doing a monologue and if anyone could play an older wiser guy that can pull off the greatest monologue ever, it would have to be Morgan Freeman. Also because Morgan Freeman is made of pure magic. Last for eventual, wife it would have to be Jessica Alba...because I really am going to marry Jessica Alba...Simply because, She is hot. And as we all know this will be main not only into a movie, but a trilogy which will win pretty much every film award known to man.

I am Legend..ish

Now if I could change anything that I have done in the past it would be to choose the Soup over the Salad at TGI Fridays a few years back. I think we all know what would happen if I had made that critical decision. Well applying the concept of the Butterfly Effect, by choosing the chicken and rice soup I would have caused a chain reacting which lead to the eventual cure to cancer. But unknown tot he world the the newly found cure to cause, which is a virus, actually turns everyone into crazy grey zombie dudes, that chase you through the streets of New York, but since I ate that special bowl of TGI Friday's soup I became immune to the symptoms of becoming some weird as hell grey dude that runs really fast and like burns in the sun. So I decide to spend my life dicking around in my basement with my pet dog. Luckily I somehow find a completely clean '08 Cobra Mustang and drive around town shooting deer. Unfortunately I go out at night and start running over the creepy grey dudes and they flip my car. I end up waking up at home with some chick and her freaking son who just decide to barge into my house and eat my bacon. I mean come on if theres a crap ton of pissed off grey dudes with long jaws flippin over cars, and you bring your son long, real smart lady. If I were that kid, Id be like, "screw that I'm goin to Vermont". Turns outs I was just stuck in harlem for the past 3 years. So I went home, and that's why you should always choose the salad over the soup at TGI Fridays.

I'm Not Retarded

This was much more evident back when I was but a whee little boy, but if you notice when I'm imagining something in my head, I look down and rapidly move my hands. Don't ask why but it's more like a reflex than a habit now. I catch myself doing it mostly when I'm playing a game or reading a book. But when I start to draw, it's a whole different story. I don't think there has been a picture that I have drawn that there hasn't been an instance in which I have preformed my spastic hand flail. I have been doing this ever since I was a child, and everything thing else just is blocked out when I start to go into my own little world. I can't really describe it, I will be thinking of some sort of event going on in my mind and suddenly like a minute later I'll come too and realize that I had been in my own world. I know of about one other person who has done this, so I guess its not just me. But in essence, that's my odd habit. When I imagine something, I start flicking my fingers and go into my little world.

They Took our Jahrbs!

Ohh if you only knew how relative that statement by Gary Snyder is. I have worked for Hoblit Seed Company for 5 years now, detasseling. I started the summer between my 6th and 7th grade. I was 12 at the time and vowed that this would only last for 2 maybe 3 years at the most. But no, time after time again, I couldn't find a sufficient job to replace the dreaded hours in the wet fields and baking sun. About the only good that came of working for so long is that last summer I the most experienced (sadly enough) worker there. Although that did bring me the fruits of now and even higher pay that the dismal workers who currently started. I had been elevated throughout my 5 years of experience from simply crew worker, to crew boss, to field boss. But this year I have vowed to never work there again. So if I had ever had to work at good ole Hoblit Seed Company to detassel for my entire life let alone, one more year. I will destroy myself.

This is what life would be like if I had to continue this.
Hello, my name is Noah Thomas. I have worked at Hoblit Seed Company for 50 years now. I, now am 62 years old. I am single, living with my Labrador Jackson. I get up every morning at 5:oo am, do the exact routine; shower, dress, eat, leave. I work from 6:30 Till about 1:00. Then I go home, eat, nap, news, eat, and sleep. Then I repeat. I preform the same day, everyday. I have a very aged face and little energy now. Man this sucks.

In the Navy!

Most likely the most awesome toy I had as a child was in fact a combination of toys. The merging of my bright green turtle sand box, and my vast militia of Army men. The Iraq war has nothing on me. I would of course set up on either side of the sand box, the Tan faction and the Green army, the Green soldiers of course were the good guys. The same battle took place every time, the tan army would fight the defending green army and just when you think the tan were going to win, suddenly a mysterious hose (held in my hand), sent a flood throughout the sandbox, obliterating the evil Tan forces. The next battle would have to wait till the sand dried out again, then just like deja vu, the same battle took place once more. Although the same war and same outcome happened every single time, they were still by far my favorite toys. But now I can never experience the same thrill. For in my destructive middle school years I melted all but a handful of my miniature military. I still wish for the incredible rush of a battle...although it was incredibly slow and pointless, in my 7 year old mind, it was fast paced and tactically innovative. but know, it is all but a memory.

Ello Muh Good Chap!

(please advice that I'm slightly retarded)

SON DO NOT READ TILL 2019!

Son, I'm not gonna lie. It's do or die time. As well all know its 2019, mankind is all but extinct. Ben Affleck must have already cloned himself and killed Matt Damon in the process due to jealousy. I of course most likely sacrificed myself to the Ben Affleck clones to save thousands of lives (there probably would have been a lot of explosions and would be rated R). Whats important is what you have learned! People called me crazy having you live within a family of bears, but look at you now! You're faster, stronger, and no longer have a twin brother to slow you down. But know at the ripe age of 7, I know you can bring justice to an unjust world. In this blog there is an hidden code ( I hope you can find it, cause I sure as hell can't), This code is the why to bring down Ben Affleck! Son make me proud, bring back all that was once good in the world; Laser Tag, Temporary Tatoos, those 3D doritos (I mean come on! what ever happened to those, those were sweet!). Son I love you, Grandpa loves you, Mom loves you...ish. The point is your a great 7 year old son, and if there was anyone who was gonna save the world, it would be you, If not your grounded.

Dream Team!

Well, first off, the author of the example poem is awesome.

Second, I cant really remember dreams off the top of my head. One dream that has stuck with me over time is one that I had when I was about 4 years old. I had recently watched the Wizard of Oz the just before going to bed. In the dream I wake up, but inside the dream. I used to sleep in this old bed that had these tall bedposts, or at least they were big to me. but instead of bed posts, there stood the pissed off trees from the Wizard of Oz. you know, the trees that were all mad because Dorthy wanted to eat an apple from them. Anyways, the trees were of course angry at me. they proceed to try and eat me, but with my 4 year old debate skills, I convinced them that I would of coarse taste horrible. If they wanted to eat someone, they were perfectly open to eating one or both of my sisters. after I had convinced the trees not to eat me, I sat in my bed and talked to them. I cant recall what about but I most likely would have been pretty pointless being 4 years old and talking to imaginary trees. Now that is when I woke up, but if I were to have stayed in the dream, I would have most likely played a game with the trees, because nothing is more fun than Jr. Monopoly with ticked off, man eating trees that could talk. I of course would win, because I'm a pro at Jr. Monopoly. after a quick game of generic childhood bliss, I would have showed them over to my sisters room, let them eat the sister of there choice and see them on their way.

Cloverfield?

So, I happened to go see Cloverfield last weekend. It was alright, I guess. I liked the whole theme of the movie. It starts with just the tape rolling and ends with the video trap ending. No introduction, and no ending. Now I can see and pretty much everone else in the theater that we didnt like the over all film, but when I thought about it, there wasnt any other way to end the movie. For JJ Abrams to have ended it a different way would have made the ending and the theme of the movie not as effective. So I do appreaciate that, but then again I would have much rather just seen a normal production of the story than one from a first person point of view. if I wanted that would have just gone a played a first person shooter video game which is alot more interactive. theres is infact one other thing that I enjoyed about the film, that is the previews. I really want to go see The Dark Knight, Iron Man, and There Will Be Blood. first off The Dark Knight just looks awesome, the Joker will most likely steal the proformace, but im really excited about it. If will most likely be just as good if not better than the lastest, Batman Returns, film. I also am even more excited for the Iron Man movie. Not only because it just looks cool, but Robert Downy Jr. looks great as the lead role. He looks like he's really gonna be able to pull of this charater well. And last I want to see There Will Be Blood. This looks very interesting. I betting that it will be good thought.

Fear?

"Back in the day", as most generic old people would say, I had many fears. One most dominate was the fear of risk. I hated risk. I didn't want things to change, I didn't want to leave my comfort zone. You could've asked me if I wanted to learn to ride a bike, I would have told you I'd rather walk than fall on my face a couple hundred times. Of course I eventually learned how, and grew quite fond of it. But any-who, on to the poem...

My palms are hot with sweat,
My eyes dart back and forth,
My father next to me rolls into the school parking lot,
He looks at me,
"Noah it's gonna be fine, you have a lot of fun, trust me"
I sigh, say my goodbye and leap from the car,
Each leg feels like sand as i heft my way towards the door,
Inching it open, I step in
Another boy my age glances at me and grins
"hey my name is Robert",
Maybe it wont be as bad as I think

Definition of a Poem

Explosions!, but seriously, I would say poems are any sort of writing that isn't prose. Prose as in, books, stories, ect. Although poems can be books or stories. For example The Odessy or the Iliad. But to get down to brass tacks, Poems take a whole different form of writing, instead of paragraphs, there are stanzas. In most Prose Stories, it is routinely clear and understandable, where with poetry the poems can often be vague and left open to interpretation. Poems can most often take a more artistic form, not saying that normal writing can't be artistic, its just that, when you picture the typical poet, you see the lonely, nonsocial guy, that you never really wanna hang out with unless your bored or lonely. Anyway, off that tangent, poems are just a, in my perspective, a more complex and difficult form of writing expression. I mean, anyone can just tell a story. I mean "the boy ate the sandwich". but in the form of a poem, its something crazy like, "staring down at the piece of white crisp wonder bread, spread to the teeth with a clear red goo, my parents called jelly, and rippling with a tan brown paste I adored (the peanut butter), I sank my teeth into the confection of grains, strawberry paste and peanut butter spread, i savored every bite as I devowered the delicious treat". I mean, I don't know about most people, but I guess I'm just to lazy to say all of that. Don't get me wrong I love detail, a poem in most cases can depict an event much better than most proses.

Now that I've explained somewhat my beliefs on poems, Who all has seen the new movie "No Country for Old Men". Now so far this year, is has only been a few weeks, this is by far the best film I've seen. Now I believe it it will be one of my favorites for a long time. Now first of all im a big movie buff. I watch movies, I like movies, And I'm pretty positive I can judge and critique movies fairly well. So back to my review, No Country for Old Men, is amazing. I mean, if you watch it there is something huge missing that I didn't catch till at least halfway thought the film. There is no back round music. None, I mean as far as i can remember i can not think of a movie that doesn't have any background music or sound. I mean, the director's use silence so well in this movie. This also adds to the suspense. Now in a world full of generic gorery horror films, I glad to see the art of suspense used and used well, which can in most cases, far exceed the scare of blood and guts. Now some people I have talked to who have actually seen the movie, don"t understand the title. (this is no real ruin to the movie you've seen it or not, but) the Title refers to how in our modern world, even the sharpest of "old people" cannot keep up with the problems of today. In essence, there is "No Country for Old Men". Now if you haven't seen the film, this isn't just some story about old people. In fact its more about fate. which most people missed when watching it. There are many circumstances where random events happen. Now I've heard people say "well why did this person die",or "why was this going on", its because its all up to fate. Thats the main point of this movie.