IB: A day in history... class...

  • Gal1: Man, that whole Arian race thing is stupid.
  • Gal2: Yeah, I know. I mean, they must have been really stupid to have followed all of the things Hitler said.
  • Gal1: I know! For example, half the things he said were just: "hate the Jews!"
  • Gal3: Yeah, that's sad. Jews are the global scapegoat... They need someone to blame, and the Jews are a prime candidate.
  • Guy: I know! I mean, one of Hitlers best reasons for blaming the Jews were that they killed Jesus.
  • Gal1: I know!
  • Guy: And on top of that, Jesus was a Jew, what a retard!
  • The gals explode with laughter after a moment of slience: HAHAHAHAHAHA!
  • Guy: What! Why are you guys laughing!
  • Gal4: You just called Jesus a RETARD! HAAAH! HAHAHAHAHA!
  • Guy: NO! I didn't mean that! I meant that the arians were retards, not Jesus!
  • It continues on like that for a long time... Then the gals paint the guys fingernails...
  • Me: I formaly apologize for the use of retard in this blog. It is a derogatory term, and I do not believe that people who are mentally challenged can be compared with Hitler, or his ridiculous arian race in the least.
“Insults are often thrown around like complements.”
— unknown

Olah from the Broccolli!i!i!i

Hiya, Ich bin Yonder Brock. Ich habe kleine milch. So, Ich weill zu habt der kaufouse gegeben, und Ich weill grosse milch kaufen! Ya! Ya! das ist wunderbah. Entschuldung, Ich habe su grosse liefe. Aufietasein. Sagt spater du!

Me and my siblings sitting in a giant ‘club.’ … you know … like the ones on playing cards…

Me and my siblings sitting in a giant ‘club.’ … you know … like the ones on playing cards…


A comparison of my jet pack to a human being…

A comparison of my jet pack to a human being…


My design for a jet pack (check out the engine, it’s pretty cool!).

My design for a jet pack (check out the engine, it’s pretty cool!).


IB talks....

  • Gal: So, did you finish your homework?
  • Guy: Yeah, you?
  • Gal: Yeah.
  • Guy: Did you enjoy it?
  • Gal: ...
  • Guy: Yeah...
  • Gal: Did you sleep?
  • Guy: Did you?
  • Gal: No.
  • Guy: Me neither...
  • Non- Ib Guy: I did!
  • Gal'nguy: *Hissing glare of doom.*
  • Guy: That guy is so lucky he didn't take IB.
  • Gal: Well, yes and no, you see psycologically we have chosen the best choice through choosing to significantly better our minds, futures, and thus lives, so in conclusio- ah, crap. I just started speaking essay... Oooooh...
  • Guy: I know the feeling, just yesterday I was analyzing some guys shirt, and last weekend, when I actually got some sleep, I started dreaming in German about being in school, and i was in german class. It was a nightmare, I forgot my analysis essay, and I forgot my pen drive....
  • Gal: I know, IB kinda screws us over... About your dream though, from what it sounds like, you have a deep fear of failure, and possibly of school itself.
  • Guy: Yeah maybe, but I went through our analysis steps, and looking at my past, i think it was generated more from fear of my friends opinion of me...
  • Gal: Augh...
  • Guy: 'k, that was sad...
  • Gal: Yeah, I'm kind of depressed now.
  • Guy: I wish the teachers knew we were so drepressed, maybe they would stop making us analyzing such suicidle poetry, augh...
  • Gal: Let's just go to class...
  • Guy: Yeah.
“Euclid alone has looked on beauty bare. Fortunately they who, though once only and then but far away, have heard her massive sandal set on stone.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay (1923)
“Light travels faster than sound, that’s why poeple appear smart until you speak to them…”
— Unknown
Me in Japan !’ ).

Me in Japan !’ ).