Bombs Belong in Chemistry Class... Usually

Today, Mr. Curran (my chemisty teacher) banned us from saying the word "bomb" in class while starting the subject of atomic/nuclear energy, under penalty of detention. Now, under normal circumstances, I'd say this is unfair. However, if you knew my Chemistry class, you'd know better.
Like for instance, there's this one girl (Sarah Shields) who has this very strange obsession with destroying nitrogen... like she's predjudiced against it or something (she even admitted to it). Other kids were asking questions about how they can get uranium, how to increase the power of the bomb, and all sorts of other questions the RSO (regional security office) would want to know about.
It drove Mr. Curran insane! Finally, he announced detentions for anyone who even said the word, "bomb," and this removed heaps of valuable information about explosives from being delivered to us.
Hint for my classmates: learning about illegal weapons is like cooking a frog. If you throw a frog into a pot of boiling water, it will jump out. However, if you throw a frog into a pot of cold water and slowly turn up the heat, the frog will boil to death. Don't ask too many questions, and all your explosive needs will be met.
And if you're taking over the world, may I have Missouri?

Terry Tate: Office Linebacker

I just found out that "Terry Tate: Office Linebacker" is still online (they just regeristerd under an unfriendly domain name now, so you know they love their fans). If you haven't seen it, I highly recomend it. My personal favorite is Athlete of the Century, but they're all pretty good.

Now You Know

I took one of those online blog quizzes called "Wich Planet are you From?" This was my result:

I am From Saturn

I'm steady, organized, and determined to achieve my dreams. I tend to play it conservative, going by the rules (at least the practical ones). I'll likely reach the top. And when I do, I'll be honorable and responsible. I should focus on happiness. I shouldn't let my goals distract me from fun! If I'm not too set in my ways, I'll be more of a success than I ever dreamed of.

What Planet Are You From?

Funny, I thought I was going to be from Jupiter, but Saturn's still cool. I think it screwed up a bit, because the first note isn't exactly accurate; I am anything but organized. My only methods of organization are chronological, meaning I let it pile up and assume that the things on the top are newer.
Anyway, I plan to drop in again sometime later tonight. If I do, see you then, otherwise, later all!

Hitler's Creature

I write. I'm going to keep on writing until I write something so good that I have to get it published, at which point I'll enjoy the royalties. Anyway, here's an example of my writing that I finished today (click the link to get to it). Hope you like. It may not have fixed my spelling errors and typos yet, by the way.
Note: Some may be offended by its alternate view of Hitler, but those people should get over it and read anyway.

Horrible German Law

I gotta start paying attention to the world around me. I'm living in Germany, and knew about both of these laws, but I didn't realize what it meant to put them together. Poor German women!

Slow Day + Sugar = HYPER ME!

Not much happened today... at all. Probably the most exciting thing that happened today was that I ate Kimchi noodles (by the way, that's not very exciting). Basically, I got bored today, and then started getting really sleepy from all the boredom. Fortunately, my Mom got me a big ol' pack of Haribo (German Brand of Gummi Bears) while we were out and about. I downed those things faster than a family of starving monkeys down a smimming pool full of bananas and nuts.
Hyper time!!!
I was bouncing up and down and singing Queen's "We will Rock You." I even scared away the street musicians (cowards).
But then I came home, and of course I had my sugar crash. Dangit! And I was feeling so good, too! It was, however, convienient timing because I'm supposed to be in bed right now so I can get up at 5:30 tommorow. In fact, I think I'll go take advantage of that sugar crash now.
Later, all!

The Rubber Band Effect

Do not read this post until after reading "Ka-CHING." Also helpful for understanding the context of this post is a familiarity of the culture of members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

If you've watched as many episodes of "Becker" as I have, you may have heard of something Becker described as the rubber band effect. Here's how Becker describes it (paraphrased):
"When good things happen, it's like pulling on a rubber band. It just keeps getting tighter and tighter, until finally it all snaps back at you, and all the good stuff that's happened is met with a whole bunch of crap."
You may have noticed how happy my previous post today was; abundant good things did happen today. However, that post was written before I came home from school, and the rubber band effect took effect. The instant I get home, I'm met with the news that a relative of mine (name and relation withheld) tried to commit suicide recently, and then my little brother had to call an ambulence for the mother of the family I home teach (the Cambels).
I'm trying to keep my optimistic outlook by thinking of the good that's happened to me, and claiming that all will be well in the end in both cases, and my brothers accused me of being selfish. My little brother, Johnny, even quoted the Book of Mormon exerpt at me, "...mourn with those that mourn; yea, and comfort those that stand in need of comfort..." (Mosiah 18:9) Excuse me, but nobody's mourning. There's still a lot of hope for both cases, and I refuse to let possibly bad sittuations ruin my awsome day, until they actually become bad.
Finally, let me point out that you do not have to be sad to comfort the sad. As a matter of fact, laughter is the best comfort, and sad people have a tendancy to ruin fun (even the best slapstick is not funny when somebody starts crying).
I'm not losing hope until all hope is lost, and I'm not frowning until forced to frown. Nothing will phase me.

"Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you this journey may appear,
Grace shall be as your day.
'Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive;
Do this and joy your hearts will swell --
All is well! All is well!

Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard?
'Tis not so; all is right.
Why should we think to earn a great reward
If we now shun the fight?
Gird up your loins; fresh courage take
Our God will never us forsake;
And soon we'll have this tale to tell --
All is well! All is well!"
- Verses 1 & 2 of "Come, Come, Ye Saints" by William Clayton

Ka-CHING!

Here is what I was talking about when I say that good things always follow the bad things that happen in life. Bad thing: I left my German homework at home today. Good thing: My German teacher didn't check my homework today. On top of that, I've also gotten back in contact with a friend that I'd given up on finding (see first comment here)! Holy flip, I've been having a good day!
Now add that I was able to contact him right away, because his blog allows connections from my iPAQ.
Also add a bit into the mix that I've also got my longest class period today free.
Ka-CHING!
Someone up there loves me!