The Passion of Joan of Arc= innovative movie
It's a simple formula, really. Just think about it, TPoJoA is an innovative movie. Come on, guys.
I have to go to school on Tuesday in twenty eight hours. Oh joy. Haha, I really like that at the beginning of SB I was complaining that I didn't have anything to do, and now I wish I could relive it. Doing nothing= the best. Another very simple formula.
Math rules most things, so just put everything you say into a math formula, and life will be so much easier. It doesn't make sense, but it works in my mind. Pi= 3.141, right?
153 is in 3.141 because if you add 1 and 4, you get 5. Therefore 153=3.15
1. 5. 3.
3. 51.
3X51=
153.
I love that.
1+5+3=9
Square root of 9= 3
Median of 153= 3
My address= 10503 Eddystone Dr.
The first time I ever drove a car= 60,153 miles
My fifth (5th!) grade locker number= 153
enough of my seemingly endless seemingly inane number chatter.
School should be interesting. I'm looking forward to seeing all those people I mentioned below (two entries back, check it out, good emo entry) again.
Joan of Arc is burning right now. I think Joan is similar to Terri. The similarities were brought to my attention by my dad. A bunch of old men deciding that a young girl should no longer live, even though they know nothing of her plight. Damn the dems. She deserved to live.
And yes 'knowing nothing of someone's plight' is kind of taken from Sideways, I just realized.
This movie rules, check it out. It looks like a modern film, like an art film. Really underground kind of stuff, but it's really just a film made in France during the silent era.
I went to LQ again the other day, and beat out 32 people (including my pops) to win first place. Yeah, I'm that good. I made some people mad because I just chased them through the maze, shooting them in the back. Whatever, it's not cheating. They could turn around and try and shoot me, but they're just stupid. The thing that I loved was that I was there, and there was this BIG group of teenagers, and someone from their group (probably a popular jock who does drugs) got second place, and all of them cheered, and then the woman announces 'and in first place, Billman!' and they all shut up, because they didn't like me (because I beat them all, duh) and my dad is the only one cheering. It was so awkward, because they all just stared at me, but dad kept on cheering. Screw them, I earned first, and my dad should have gotten second. But some little guy kept shooting him.
Anyway, sleeptime.
Later!
I have to go to school on Tuesday in twenty eight hours. Oh joy. Haha, I really like that at the beginning of SB I was complaining that I didn't have anything to do, and now I wish I could relive it. Doing nothing= the best. Another very simple formula.
Math rules most things, so just put everything you say into a math formula, and life will be so much easier. It doesn't make sense, but it works in my mind. Pi= 3.141, right?
153 is in 3.141 because if you add 1 and 4, you get 5. Therefore 153=3.15
1. 5. 3.
3. 51.
3X51=
153.
I love that.
1+5+3=9
Square root of 9= 3
Median of 153= 3
My address= 10503 Eddystone Dr.
The first time I ever drove a car= 60,153 miles
My fifth (5th!) grade locker number= 153
enough of my seemingly endless seemingly inane number chatter.
School should be interesting. I'm looking forward to seeing all those people I mentioned below (two entries back, check it out, good emo entry) again.
Joan of Arc is burning right now. I think Joan is similar to Terri. The similarities were brought to my attention by my dad. A bunch of old men deciding that a young girl should no longer live, even though they know nothing of her plight. Damn the dems. She deserved to live.
And yes 'knowing nothing of someone's plight' is kind of taken from Sideways, I just realized.
This movie rules, check it out. It looks like a modern film, like an art film. Really underground kind of stuff, but it's really just a film made in France during the silent era.
I went to LQ again the other day, and beat out 32 people (including my pops) to win first place. Yeah, I'm that good. I made some people mad because I just chased them through the maze, shooting them in the back. Whatever, it's not cheating. They could turn around and try and shoot me, but they're just stupid. The thing that I loved was that I was there, and there was this BIG group of teenagers, and someone from their group (probably a popular jock who does drugs) got second place, and all of them cheered, and then the woman announces 'and in first place, Billman!' and they all shut up, because they didn't like me (because I beat them all, duh) and my dad is the only one cheering. It was so awkward, because they all just stared at me, but dad kept on cheering. Screw them, I earned first, and my dad should have gotten second. But some little guy kept shooting him.
Anyway, sleeptime.
Later!