Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Journal 10 - Religion versus Science - The Ultimate Showdown

One thing that has been constantly brought back up in conversations is whether God exists or not. I have been in so many conversations about God and atheism I have lost count (not that I was keeping count in the first place). It is one of the wonders of the world whether God does actually exist or not. In my opinion it is one's choosing whether God exists or not. I do believe there is a God and he is working constantly trying to make this world the best it can be. In many other people's beliefs there is no God. These people are usually educated very well and know too many things that "prove" God does not exist. . My brother is one of these people. He went to Notre Dame and had some bad experiences with education. He was stressed too many times and ended up just losing faith. One of the smartest people I know, my old cross country coach, is one of the most faithful in God people I know. I had a conversation about my recent sleeping troubles and he gave me hints of praying before I sleep. He is an anesthesiologist and went to the University of Illinois and then Washington University for his doctor degree. He is always full of knowledge and you would think he would be an atheist but no, he is one of the strongest Christians I know. I do not like discussing my beliefs to the public so I will not do that. People become too obsessed over things that I believe in and it causes riots. Things like that can cause catastrophes all over the world because I have such a strong following. I am pretty sure the whole world watches every single little thing I do and then they try to be exactly like me which usually does not work because no one, I repeat no one is like me but me.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Journal 9 - Organized Religon

Organized religion is a very interesting ordeal. There are so many different forms of organized religion it is just mind blowing. Just Christianity alone has so many branches of its own religion. Then let us take into account Islam, Muslim, Pastafarianism, and of course Scientology. There are just so many examples of organized religion it is almost as many as the number of different insects in my bug collection is Zoology. That number is an astounding and fascinating number. But organized religion is such a valuable thing to so many people in this world. Today in advanced placement American history we talked about how Benjamin Franklin, who was a deist, was happy about the number of people praying in the streets or singing hymns during the Great Awakening. It also played an important role in the establishment of the United States. In the Pledge of Allegiance itself it says, "one nation, under God." This means our whole nation is under God's power and we do things through him, well not anymore. It should mean this because when you watch National Treasure featuring Nicholas Cage, you see about how religion played in the movie, which is historical fiction in a sense. Many people, not just people but famous people are going into the new religion of Scientology. This means they believe in these alien life forms and worship some alien. I am not sure of the exact facts, but look it up on Wikipedia and you should find your answer there. Wikipedia never lies! People like Will Smith and Tom Cruise are joining this religion. Even South Park made fun of it. You know you are hitting something brilliant when South Park makes fun of it. Trey Parker and Matt Stone are hilarious, but they are certainly going to hell, which is a part of organized religion! When you look at things it is obvious that it plays a role in many major parts of the world today.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Journal 8 - Proofreading

Proofreading sucks. No one likes to proof read ever. But it is something you must always do when writing any kind of paper, essay, or anything. You papre migt ind up looking lick this. No bodies want there papre to look lick this. Id looks reelly stoopid, espeecially win they spell stuff wrogn. So proofreading is a vital and necessary commodity every one must do when writing something. I am one of these people that does not know how to proofread. Many times I catch myself having awful grammar, probably like you see in many of my blog posts. I hope that you do not write like me, and if you do, I sincerely apologize. The video we watched is probably the best thing since sliced bred. I too wish I could get into a colleague. That would be just fantastic. Or even college. That would be great. It is my biggest dream since I wanted to fly on a spaceship to the moon and be a spaceman. Proofreading is what professional people like Josh Cornett do. If you would ever look at one of his papers which he has written, you would see a beautiful work of art to which no one, not even George Orwell can compare with. Josh Cornett is a beautiful writer who has the best proofreading skills. His motto is, "I proofread so why can you not proofread?" This is the motto which I go by. Josh Cornett is my hero so I do whatever I can to be just like him. So remember kids, if you proofread, you will get into college (hopefully) and you will end up meeting a bunch of people. These people will be the people you will spend the rest of you life with. Maybe one of these people you might end up marrying. This can all come from proofreading. So Proofread so you can end up going to college, not look stoopid, and end up meeting your friends and possibly your significant other whom you will marry and have a happy life with.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Journal 7 - Superstitions

I am a very superstitious person. One might even say I am one of the most superstitious people around. I am not one of those crazy people who never washes their underwear. That is gross. But the only time I am superstitious is with my running and bike racing. I always wear the same things. The same shoes, socks, shorts, jersey, and sweatband. The sweatband is the only thing which does not get washed, which I do not think it is too disgusting, just a little bit. I usually do the same routine as close to possible as I did the race before. I drink out of the same water bottle even if this means pouring water from a different water bottle into the water bottle I drink from. Another thing I do during race season that involves superstitions is I never cut my hair during the season. So usually right before the season I will be participating in is when I get my haircut pretty short. Then it grows wild and crazy for the next three months until my season, and hopefully the state race is over. I am not however a weird person who never washes any thing or thinks karma is real. That would be weird. I also do not like people who think wearing something really obnoxious is cool. A superstition of mine is to make fun of these people for how stupid they look. I think that can be included as a ritual of mine because I do it before every race. Some people get tied down to superstition and it really holds them back. They can not function properly without doing some crazy ritual or being superstitious, like superstitious man. He is like super man only superstitious. If only I was not superstitious at all because then I would not have to worry about anything besides a race. That would be my biggest dream come true!

Monday, September 13, 2010

Journal 6 - The Blame Game

There were killings the thirty second of the thirteenth month of October. I was a witness. The Court brought me in for questioning. Say I was in the United States Supreme Court, and I was being interrogated about the crimes of Alexander Olivero. I knew his family was in the gang business and they always had been. But these crimes of quedripleton trillion gazillion murderings were not him and his family. Ever since I had been held hostage though I had a grudge against Alexander,Lisa, Dan, Anthony, Vinny, Cleo, and Audrey Olivero. They held me hostage when I was running for President and now I was being asked to prove them innocent. No way, no how, no anything towards them for sympathy. They asked me if I had seen them at the scene of the murders, I said yes. They asked me if I saw the Oliveros and their pets murdering those poor quadriple-ton trillion gazillion people, I said yes. I wanted them thrown behind bars, which they were after my answers. My enemies were now behind bars safe from all other people. Soon enough however, the real criminals were caught. He had no identity but I knew him to be Kirk Gower the Quique crazy hands and Dr. Ob. They were found killing poor little kittens behind Club Chrome. Their murder weapons were found to be the exact one that were used to kill the quadripleton trillion gazillion people. The Oliveros, much to my shame and the whole world, had been released out of jail. The Supreme Court came after me because I had committed perjury in the highest court in the universe. I was thrown in jail for seventy years. When I was released out of jail the seven Oliveros then came after me and murdered me with the same weapons crazy hands and Dr. Ob had used.

Don't lie otherwise you might get thrown into jail for seventy years and be killed by the Oliveros.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Journal 5 - Punishment

Many parents today are beginning to ground their children and are becoming more strict with their children. I do not have much experience of being disciplined because, I am just going to be straight with you, I am basically the perfect child. My parents never have to yell at me or anything because I have never done anything long. I have the same thing that Jim Carey had in the movie Liar Liar. My young son once made a wish at his birthday party that I could not lie, only instead of having it be for only day, it is like that for life. So if I ever did do something wrong, my parents could just ask me if I did something wrong,and I would have to tell them what I did. But instead I can not lie and I am the perfect child.

Let us just say that for once my parents did have to punish me for some reason, or let us just say I have grown up and now have my children, whom are all meddlesome kids. I will eventually have to punish them. If I was a parent in this day and age I would punish my kids by taking away all of their privileges. If I really wanted to get to my kid and make sure they did not ever do this wrong thing again I would make sure they got the point that I did not like that. I would take away computer, television, phone, driving, and having fun with friends privileges. They would be absolutely miserable for the duration of their punishment to assure that they would never do that wrong again. If I did all of these things and made sure that right after school they come home and do not do anything but homework and read for their last seven hours of the day, they would be miserable and would never want to do anything again. I might let them go outside, but only close to the house.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Journal 4 - Traveling

I have not done too much traveling in my day. Before I was born, my parents would travel all over the country with my siblings. Then I was born and it was like the whole world became boring. I have been to Yellowstone Park, but I was like three years old when I went there so I have no clue what it was like. My paren's idea of vacation now is RAGBRAI. RAGBRAI is short for Register's Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa. So for my summer vacation I spend a whole week riding a bike and camping outside in ninety to one hundred degree weather. What a great traveling. I do enjoy it thoroughly however because biking is my favorite thing to do. It is my favorite sport and my dream is to be a professional bike rider and ride on Le Tour do France. So this week long bike ride is kind of viewed as a "training" time for this goal. So the week starts out on Saturday night. Twenty thousand people gather in a city and just hang out. It starts on the West side of Iowa and you ride to the East side. From the Missouri to the Mississippi is the ride. It is basically a week long party for people who are over twenty one. Every night you stay in a big-ish town and then have all of these festivities for the riders to do. There is a beer garden and this is where the parties happen. I usually spend my nights standing outside of the beer garden listening to the band, swimming, and chasing girls. These are what my traveling times are. They are very fun and I do actually enjoy them. I do, however, wish that I could go on an actual vacation to somewhere cool like Europe. Hopefully I can go see my old foreign exchange student, Bene. I would enjoy that very much if that happened. It would be my very first real traveling experience!

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Journal 3 - Hostage Situation

If I was ever held hostage this is how it would be -

I woke up today only to find that I had been captured by the evil Crips. These Crips were not just any regular Crips. These were the Crips of the Crips. I could not find out where I was. All I could see was a haze. The foggy morning haze where the light is blinding. I look around and see the giant boxes and broken windows. I figured I was in Zander's basement. I always knew Zander and his family were in the gang business. His mom only coming home on the weekends. I knew it was suspicious. Lisa Olivero had to be the Crips's message lady. I look up and I see a masked man coming towards me. It was obvious to me it was Zander because of the tall stature and the akwardly shaped head that only Zander had. He made me sick now. I asked him why he was holding me hostage in his basement. He only responded with, "for what's right." I tried to weasel more out of him but he would not budge. It was obvious to me that his family was Republican since I was running for President and was the heavy favorite. I heard Zander talking about how sick I made him because of my foreign policies. It was clear they wanted Jordan Romager for President. I could not let that happen. She had everything looked at the wrong way. She was worse than Sarah Palin and Hillary Clinton - combined. I then looked around the room and saw a piece of shattered glass, perfect for cutting my bonds. I crawled over to the glass, cut my bonds, and ran away from their house to safety. I then turned the Oliveros in to the police and all was well again. I went on to win the Presidential election. This is the end of my blog.