Showing posts with label Eric. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eric. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

What's been going on?

A lot of things have happened since I last blogged. Maybe more has happened to me than to you, or maybe you've got me beat because you are a busy bee (Click here if so), but to me, a lot of things have happened.


I was just thinking about what I just said, and I take it back. I have not had MANY thing happen to me, but the things that did happen were a bit bigger than normal, so it gave me the impression that lot's of things happened. It's like an optical illusion. 


Wait, no. Optical means having to do with the eye, an optical illusion only involves VISUAL illusions. This was an illusion of the mind, so it would be... a... cranial illusion? Yeah... I like that. 


"C'mon Eric, let's get to the subject here."


"No, Library Eric, I will not stop myself from trailing off into other things than what I mean to talk about."


"Wha-- Why not?"


"Because one, I come up with cool things like the phrase "Cranial Illusion", and two, It adds length to the blog. Besides, it makes it more interesting."


"Whatever, I'm just going to go over here in the corner and play with your ds." 


"Wha-- HEY! So It was YOU that saved over my file in Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box! There was two other empty spaces where you could have saved! I had to start all over from the beginning!  Don't you just walk out of the room!" 


Bah, he's gone. We seriously need to do something about that punk.


The homeless man I found by the street and then hired to announce various things for me says with his Golden voice, "We now return to our feature presentation." 


Oh man! You really should be in the radio business man! Your voice is SO GOLDEN!


Now, you all know that before Christmas break, I went to a dorm school. I had talked about things I did in the dorm, the library there was where Library Eric spent most of his time (not to mention the time he spent uninvited in MY room), and all my friends live there. Now, for whatever reason you want to believe (Go ahead, be creative), I am not going there anymore. 


What school am I going to now? Great question! Now, I am technically "Home schooled". Don't think of it as something you should feel bad for me for though. This is most certainly a good thing. 


Reasons this is a good thing:

  • Now that I am home all week, and I don't have study halls and I don't have to go to the computer lab to do it, I can blog much easier now. I can spend more time on each blog, and I can blog more often. 
  • Being in the dorm all week, I was only home for two days out of the seven, so getting a job would have been impossible. Now, not only am I home all week, I can work during school hours, and take my classes earlier or later in the day. This is a huge advantage.
  • There are times where I can actually read a book. In the dorm, I would always be hanging out with my friends, and I would never read. I love to read books, so this is great!
  • Each state has a list of required classes that a student must take in order to graduate. I don't know if it's true of ALL schools, but the one I went to taught much more than that. I am not going to be taught any more classes than I need to, and obviously, that's pretty cool.
  • My school made me take piano lessons. I would have 45 minute practices everyday, in which I sat in a room only a little bigger than the piano and the bench, in a hallway lined with dozens of such rooms, and practice my songs. Guess what I don't have to do now? 

Reasons this is a bad thing:


  • I can read books now, but my dad is making me read to kill a mocking bird. Truthfully, it is a really good interesting book, and I recommend it, but it's just not as interesting as other books I like to read. 
  • Being in a dorm all week CAN limit me from doing things like blogging and getting a job, but it is REALLY fun to be around you friends every day of the week, morning until night. (Don't tell, but it's also really cool that there are only a few adult supervisors, and no parents)
  • Where do you see your friends the most? In class. Now that I am not actually going to a school with other kids, I won't be seeing kids my age nearly as much. I will see some at church on Sunday, and I will have friends over on the weekends, but it's still sad to leave my friends behind like that.
  • Library Eric lives in my hall closet now, and that's pretty close to my room.
So, over all, yes, I am pretty happy with this change. 

I mentioned the fact the I can get a job now. There is a small Rite-Aid near my house, and I might try and get a job there. The manager there is a really nice guy, and whenever I go in there, we have talked for a few minutes. It's happened often enough that he recognizes me and comes to greet me whenever I go in there, so that's something going for me. I have always wanted to get a first name basis with some storekeeper, like they do in the movies sometimes, and now, I kind of am. Except that he doesn't know my first name, and I haven't remembered to look at his name tag, so we're not really. 

Speaking of remembering, I just remembered to shovel the driveway. 

See ya! It was nice talking at you!


"Goodbye for now!"

P.s. My mom also got me into a home school kids choir! I had to audition and everything. Besides the fact that I was put as a tenor (I am obviously a bass), It's pretty cool. It's a whole new group of friends.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

What title can be used to describe the chaos in this blog?

Well today, I’m in the library writing this and Library Eric is nowhere to be seen. I just don’t know about that guy. He does not follow the rules. Then again, I wouldn’t if I had to stay in the Library all day. He could at least go on the computer; there are computers in the Library. Wait, why did he go to the computer lab yesterday? He can read one piece all night in here. Eh, I’m sure he has his reasons…

Y’know, as much as I hate him, I would love to be Library Eric. When everybody leaves for the night, he could read stuff online all night, not having to wake up for school the next day. That would be the life. What does he eat though? You are not allowed to bring food into the Library. No ramen? Never mind, being him doesn’t sound so cool anymore.

Where is he I wonder? Hmm…

So, these weekday blogs have been pretty fictional these past days, and I think it’s obvious why. Why would you want to hear about school? I never do anything blog worthy on weekdays at school. That’s why I have to make things up.

I am a junior now, as you know, and I was once a freshman, obviously. When I was a freshman, there were the regular “Stupid freshman” or “Get out of my room now freshman” from the upperclassmen, and at the time, I didn’t understand why they didn’t like me. I made them laugh with that joke I told, why don’t they want to be my friend? Now that I’m a freshman, I completely understand what they felt. 90% of the freshmen are people you just don’t want to be around, half because they are just freshman. It’s a bit like racism. I guess. So you Nan, and other people that are younger, when you go to high school, think about it. When you are upperclassmen, you will hate the freshmen too.

A couple weeks ago, me and a German exchange student who is really cool collected cans at a home football game, and we recently took them to the store. Total, we collected $3.50 worth, so we both got $1.75 each. Cool huh? I am really desperate for content at this point.

When we got the money from the cans, they gave us two gold dollar coins, and Jeremiah, the German student, had never seen them before. He thought they were special quarters. I explained it to him, but it made me wonder how hard it would be to switch countries. Not only language would be different, but way of doing things, humor differences, different money, different measuring system! Seriously, how hard would it be for us Americans to use the metric system only, or to hear the temperature in Celsius all day. That how it is for them. So many more things are different than you think of.

I’m running out of things to say so fast.

Twinket? Any Ideas?

Blub blub blub.

What’s that? Scientists successfully moved small particles with a tiny tractor beam?

Yeah. A tractor beam. Imagine what cops could do with full power tractor beam.

OK sir, you are under arrest. Put you hands behind you’re… HEY COME BACK HERE!

Runrunrunrunrun…

Oh no, you won’t get away on my watch. *Pulls out tractor beam*

[Censored]

That was censored because a criminal was picked up by a tractor beam and shaken violently. You can only imagine what that man might possibly be screaming. I didn’t listen, so I don’t know. It was a safety precaution.

So um… It will end here?

Oh hi Library Eric, where were you this whole time?

I was in your room, eating your last ramen.

…!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Quickie. Maybe not.

I don't know how long this one will be, because I have a history test tomorrow, and I don't really have a reputation for doing good on them, but I'll write fast. I ddi study for literally a full hour though dad, and I'm pretty sure I'll do good this time.

Let me first start this out by telling you about something. If you like to read fiction stories, then I have the story for you. A girl in my school, who is a senior in highschool now, wrote this story over the last year or more. It is probably the most interestingly written story I have read in a long time, and I really like it. It has a completely unique plot, and I am reading it right now actually. She just recenly finished it, and I think it has a page total of around 450 pages, and over 60 chapters. She wrote it online, so you can read it here.

http://tinyurl.com/264rpzs

I think that you will really like it, so go check it out. I know the writer will be pleased if you do.

On to the blog.

Do you like it when I tinyurl things, or is it better if I just paste the actual link? I do it because I want to keep the blog kinda neat.

So me and Twinket were talking the other day, and he though it would be cool if I had a logo. Something with him in it (That was his idea). I am pretty artistic, so I am going to try and make one myself, but if you want to make one, you can do that. If you know anywebsites that would be good for this kind of thing, please tell me. If you know something or make one, email it to me at 2erippan@gmail.com.

This really isn't a good blog, It's kinda just an information and questions blog.

Those are boring! You need to talk about something.

Library Eric? What are you doing in the computer lab? Are you even allowed to leave the Library?

I leave the library all the time. It's boring in there. In smells like books.

YOU smell like books.

I live in the library!

Good point. So, um, what are you doing here in the computer lab?

What do you think? I am the same as you, I like the computer. Im here to read One Piece.

Oh... This is somewhat disapointing. Having clones make you feel not special.

(Cue sad violin music.)

Oh, woe is me! I am not unique! There are at least three others exactly like me, with my exact personalities and likenessess! What can I do!

Random Scientist bent in the corner with a strange blue mutant animal says: Dispose of them!

(Thunder crash)

Um... You need to get out of here. That wasn't that bad of an idea though! Thanks!

Ok, I'm sorry if that was confusing and just plain stupid, but It was fun for me, so im gonna do it every once in a while. What are your thoughs on me talking to my clones?

I probably should not call them clones, because there was that one Starwars movie, um what was it? Attack of the clones?

...

I hope they dont read my blog.

Oh I do!

What?!?! You are still here?!?!

Yes, and I saw what that creepy old man said!

Hey, he said it, not me.

Yeah, but you said it was a great idea, and you thanked him.

I really don't think you are supposed to be here. I think I'm gonna go get the librarian.

No! Not the librarian! Just let me finish this chapter of One Piece, and I'll leave!

Good boy...

Can I have a treat?

...Get out now.

Ok, this is starting to get dumb. I would never ask for a treat in real life unless I did a trick.

I NEED TO STOP! I'm almost positive you hate this blog so far, so I need to think of something good.

Um... A girl likes me... For the first time that I'm aware of. That is pretty cool.

Um...

"Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
'Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain't been there before."
— Shel Silverstein

Or... write a blog and be completly stupid. Check.