Purpose

What is it? I mean, for so long, so many years, I've wondered about purpose.

That's prolly mine. 'course, thats a silly purpose, but it really does feel like the only thing I can actually do.


Now, before you start scoffing with rage, ask yourself. How many things are you good at that you also enjoy? Not much, eh?


Thars too much in the world to do. Yet, we got 6,692,030,277 People in the world right now.

Srs. If every asian parent wanted their child a doctor, we wouldn't have hospitals understaffed or shorthanded, would we? Thats exactly it. Not everyone wants to do a certain thing.

Can we have 27 Presidents? I think not. 302 (Shudder) Hannah Montana's? Don't think so. So if 1 out of say, 100,000 people did something considered to be 'Special', then we'd have 66920 'special' people in the world.


What makes them so special? Idunno. But I DO know that the rest of the 239602796823789 people left over are pretty much generic. one sheet. y'know what I'm getting at?


While these few people live their lives, everyone else is trying to figure out what to do with theirs. Some people throw their lives away, while others try to live a facade of happiness.


Personally, real honestly? I think we should do what we want to the most. Have some desire to help people? Go be a doctor. Concerned about the enviroment? (GLOBAL WARMINGS A SCAM LOLOLOL)


What do I want to do, personally? Idunno. My career choice changes more than I change underwear. Lets see... List time!

• Lawyer.
• Doctor.
• Paramedic.
• Stratiegic Marksman (Essentially a glorified sniper)
• Teacher
• Professor
• Writer.
• Astronaut

Jeeeeeeeeesus. I can't really be a person doing surgery while defending the rights of some guy while aiming at a target teaching people how to write physics in space, can I?


A choice. That choice would stick with me for the rest of my short years, and would be the source of the money I would need for retirement.


Whats your choice? What are YOU going to do to better the world (or make it worse?)? Be careful...


It's the only thing you'll have left.






Also. So I posted. Happeh, Justin?

I FREAKIN' DID IT

So. One piece of news today.


I SOLVED IT MAN. LIKE, SERIOUSLY. YAY.

Marks for ACA9
	P1	P2	P3	P4	Total	Possible	Percent	Result
Grant	23	42	15	34	114	300	38%	Fail
Kris	78	64	85	24	251	300	84%	Pass
Tyler	30	30	30	30	120	300	40%	Fail
Kobe	24	31	52	75	182	300	61%	Pass
Paco	65	88	77	24	254	300	85%	Pass
	P1	P2	P3	P4	Total	Possible	Percent	Result
So? Did I win? :D.
Kevin	49	60	68	14	191	300	64%	C
Leo	43	53	33	33	162	300	54%	C-
Winston	66	56	63	67	252	300	84%	A
Jong	1	40	45	0	86	300	29%	F
Charlie	61	73	22	70	226	300	75%	B

Thats what it looks like, without the formatting.

Here...
Total column === =SUM(B11,C11,D11,E11)
Percent Column === =ROUND(F11/G11,2)
And, My own, little Eureka today... === =+IF(H11>=80%,"A",IF(H11>=70%,"B",IF(H11>=60%,"C",IF(H11>=50%,"C-","F"))))

Like. HOLY BATMAN, BATMAN! It took me hours... But I actually did it. :DDD

HAH. MORE RUBBING IN-- wait... weekend. DANNNNGGG.

D: But but but. Oh well. Moar "HAH" Material for monday. :D.

But yes. let this be proof i actually finished this at 12:11AM, Saturday. :D. 

Geemawd.

Yeah. I think everyone I know knows that I'm a total Garrysmod fanboy. I mean like... XD.


So I really have nothing to write about today. So ill just post something I made in Expression2...


@name Kris's AFK Chip
@inputs
@outputs
@persist Time State
@trigger all

entity():setColor(0,0,0,0)

if(first() |  clk("Seconds")) {
    timer("Seconds", 1000)
    Time = Time + 1
}

owner():setNoDraw(State)
owner():setNotSolid(State)
owner():heldWeapon():setNoDraw(State)
   


if(Time > 10) {State = 1}

if(keyClk()) {State = 0, Time = 0}



runOnKeys(owner())



:D?

EDIT: Oh yeah. So  Mana-chan just told me in a very short text message that she actually got that costume. I was like O.O. More on that tommorrow. :D

TITLE?! WHAR

So I don't feel so right having missed one post. So yeah. Im gonna double post.


After like... I dunno. 3 minutes? D:<.


Ill leave you with a riddle.


"There are two doors in an closed room. How you got there does not matter. One door leads to a pit of lava, while the other is freedom. In front of both doors, there are guards. One guard always tells the truth. The other always lies. You can ask either guard ONE question, then you must choose a door. Door A, or Door B?"


Comment your question, what you THINK the guard will answer, and the door you pick.

D'aw.

So. I failed to update daily. D:

'tis pain in the rear end, I say. I think all those horror stories I've heard about having nothing to write are true. 'though, I do have stuff to write about. Just too lazy to do so. :D?

So anyways. Recap of today and yesterday. Yesterday, I...

Uh...

Uh...

Uh...

Did I ever mention gaps that I have in my memory? I'm pretty sure I did. All I remember from yesterday was stuffing mah face at some restraunt. :D.

OH! Right, yesterday, I started thinking about an interesting topic. Again.

It all started when Nick showed me this song called "The summer of 69". Good song, yes, but obviously, the first thing that pops into my mind is "Heh. Sixty-Nine. Eheh. Heh."

Then my thoughts trailed off, eventually connecting at "Will we ever see 2069?" After some quick mental math, we'll be 74 when that happens. Aw. So, I realized just how short life is. We'll barely see a century, that is, if we want to live with a thousand medications in our system, breaking a bone everytime we walked, and all those creepy old-people ailments.

I realize we might miss all those awesome things of the future, like Jetpacks or Rocket shoes or Quantam matter transporters or Biomatter computers or Photon... okay you get the point.

Either way, wouldn't it have been cool to see all those things we thought were never possible actually exist? But then...

What is death? For all those religious people (please walk out the door loca-- okay im kidding, kiddi... Where are you shoving that cross. No. NO--) out there, you have an image that you'd go to a land of either eternal rest or dammnation forever. Hmm.

Physically? When you are classifed as "Dead", that means your brain has stopped emitting wave patterns, your blood is not flowing, your heart's not beating, etc.

That means, the moment you die, your mind ceases to exist.

What makes people well, people, is exactly their mind. If our complex memory and thinking processes didn't exist, we're exactly as nature intended, animals that breed to further our race.

Without our mind, nothing would exist. The delusion of religion, soul, difference, war, conflicts, everything. They would simply just not exist. Sure, there'll be a tussle over territory every now and  then, but the world would be a better place. Just why? Well...

• Cars wouldn't exist, therefore no pollution.
• No government to rule over us with Taxes, speaking of which...
• No money, no value, no possessions
• No greediness or envy
• No good, therefore evil cannot exist
•  

Sounds good and all, right? How about no. Back on topic...


Physically, it doesn't really matter wheather we worry about missing all those neat things or not, 'cause quite frankly, you wouldn't know about them either. You cease to exist.


Fully comprehend these words?


It's like as if you didn't know anything, wasn't born at all, or learned anything.


This, I find, to be an interesting topic. When we die, it doesn't matter if we still have regrets. We aren't going to harbour them in our hearts forever or anything.


My view on all this? I think our "Living" is only a transcending period between a "Growth" side, and this "Living" is the little narrow pathway between "Growth" and "Actual Life".


Comon, seriously? 89 or so years? Years just fly by like nothing.


I think every time your life is placed in danger is not someone trying to harm you, but people on this "Actual Life" side trying to pull you over, instead of wasting your time lollylagging around this tiny pathway.


Eh. Some people disagree. But something like "The Matrix" is highly unlikely, but an actual spiritual embodiment is like telling a Physicist gravity is all in their head.


Enough about yesterday. Today, first aid was HILARIOUS. 'though i have to admit i had alot higher expectations for the people that already finished their course... seeing as how soon they'll be going off to actually save lives soon.


It's like watching your kid grow up. Then realize he has a hand where his eye is supposed to be, and 6 arms. Do you really want to send him out when you know they're not ready?


It's a tough choice. But i think, met with circumstance and situation, they'll do fine. Hopefully.


Glad I made sure the office always pairs people up.


OH YEAH. Choir testing was today. Did okay-ish, i suppose, but Mrs. Taylor now wants me in Bass 1.


Which won't be fun. D:


Bass 1 is like... third. third. fifth. ooh, octave. Boorring. D:


Oh well. 'least I get'ta be with all mah buds. :D


So. Two topics I need comments on.


A. That whole Life thing. Eh.
B. Should i really let mah little first aiders go already? I think its too soon.


Krisrangler, and im sayin'...


BAIBAI'S :D

CURVE IT!!! YAYYYYYYY

So on impulse, I got Wii Sports Resort. Y'know, with the motion plus thing 'n all?

Yeah.

It is freakin' awesome. Everyone should get it, the motion plus actually does something useful.

Like, if you curve a ball in table tennis with the motion plus, it actually currves. Unlike in the old Wii Sports, your character would just like... have a seizure or somethin'.

Eh. I didn't do much today... woke up REALLY late (Whoops), prolly gonna be late tommorrow... But, after like 5 minutes of being awake, the power went out for like, an hour. So i just played solitare until it came back.

After the power came back, I hadta go to Costco to get some stuff, but at least I got Wii Sports Resort :D. After that, 'went to a friends house and watched like, half of Iron man. Then came home.

So, a trend is forming... It seems I don't do enough on weekends to actually write on it. Meh.

So, I suppose you guys are in for a huge, 'American' (lol.) sized post. ;D?

But yeah. If I'm not there in the morning tommorrow (Talkin' to Matt), Hah. I'm prolly asleep again.

KNIFE HIM IN THE BACK! TA-- AWWWWWWWWW........

So. That was a fun day. Pretty much what I did today was...

• Woke up. Terribly, again.
• Went to the dentist to get mah ortho shtuff tightened.
• Came home. Watched Heros :D.
• Went to Matt N's house for a halloween thing.

Don't really feel like writing an American Supersized paragraph today.
So... New introduction: Hightlights! :D

1. Ate a lot. Yum.
2. Best day ever.-- okay no the dentist part was kinda bad.
3. Commented on Justin's saggyness, caused some ROFL'in.
4. Pwnt CJ at COD4
5. Pwnt Zombies at L4D
6. Got owned by the witch
7. Got owned by the tank
8. Got owned by Louis
9. Owned Francis
10. Played-- okay I didn't really play but it was epic watching them fail at life (HAHA SEE WHUT I DID THAR)
11. :D?
12. Got 'ta get to know Matt better.

Yeah. Interesting topic of the day:

Why does a bullet fire if you strike the point hard enough? E.G. Inside a revolver, the six-chamber holder is rotated as you push a trigger, and a spring loaded hammer strikes the back of the bullet casing forcefully, causing the gunpowder to ignite, propelling the actual bullet into the poor victim.

Kenetic energy, unless friction is applied, does not equal heat. Thus, why does the gunpowder ignite?

Comment some answers. It's been buggin' me.

Need a Dispenser Here!

Just kidding. So today I missed choir again. Then I thought that school started at 10:20 (Don't ask how), so again, I ran into math late. Suprisingly, today's the first day I missed both block X AND A. New record! D:

Although, I am so lucky Mrs.Acheson could care less, or else I think my head would be gone 'bout now. Heck, she even let me come in at lunch to finish my math test. Crazy, how some teachers can be raging thunder lizards and yet othersa are like some sorta mutant spy teacher type thing. Coincidence? I think not. Conspiracy? Maaaaybe. But anyways, I did pretty good on my test (I think), 'though I know Mike's gonna go all Asian-Win on us, so there's obviously no hope in getting top, not that it really matters to me.


That leads into another topic... I think a lot of people miss the purpose of school these days, they seem to think marks are everything, the purpose of class is to get good marks.... How about no. I realized a long time ago that school's purpose is to educate you for the future, not to have a little "A" on your report card. So, my view? Fuck marks, I want to learn, not be the top student....


Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying it's right to be somebody who fails everything, they still aren't learning. If I don't think I'm getting anything out of what I'm assigned, then screw it, I'm not benefitting from it. Like pointless assignments, bah, to hell with them... Sometimes, I honestly feel even teachers have lost what it means to teach. "Oh, do this and I'll give you a bonus mark!" Oooh, marks, so important. Don't even try to bribe us with that shit, and you know who I'm talking about, Mr.Digital-Tatto guy.


Okay, enough ranting. Today... was pretty cool, I guess. Bitchy PE teacher's still Bitchy, 'xept today she kinda pissed me off, saying "Well one of my pet peeves is when people come up to me and ask amillion times what we're doing today", even though if she doesn't tell us, we're going to be stuck in the rain. outside. without a jacket. Jesus, (No, Justin, I'm not calling you) I really wanted to scream "well life's not fair" in her face. Isn't that what every teacher tells us when they don't want to deal with us? After PE, I had to go do my math test at lunch, but on the way in from PE, Mrs.DiGeso came in with her newborn son, Daniel.


He had really puffy cheeks that looked so cute in his little zebra outfit. "Tommorrow, he's a cheetah!" she commented, and boy did that get a kick outta office staff. He was born on Sept. 22, which I guessed right :D. So anyways, I got changed, and headed for math.


Whoops. Little baby Daniel kinda kept me, so when I got to room 300, Mrs.A was nowhere to be sighted. So, like the crazed person I am, I started making boats out of my used bus tickets and proceeded to assemble an armada before she came back. Boating has become such a hobby of mine, it's all about speed and percision and originality, and it's SO fun to see people go all purple-faced about my boating obsession.


So, too bad I didn't actually have a lunch to write about, seeing as how I... Okay now that I think about it, I honestly can't remember periods of time between 11:48~12:05. It's kinda scaring me now, these random blocks of dissapearing memory really screws with me sometimes. I'll make an edit if I ever do remember... But I do remember those two girls yelling at me, Monica and Veronica (I know, lawl) I think, 'cause I made them come to school at like, 8:40 In the morning on a pro-D day :D. First Aid Leader power FTW!


So anyways, block C went pretty straightforward today, I did my A.T.R.T. test today on 3c, and boy did I fail horribly. I think it was B, C, and Y that I kept failing on. 'though I really like the way I type, I don't think I'm ever going to use home row. Seriously. But, for the first time in the ENTIRE year, I actually played warcraft at school today, and I'm feelin' pretty guilty about it, even though I like, completely OWNED. Then came Curtis. >:|. After that, I helped some people with some photoshoppy goodness, and the bell rang. Block C always flies, just 'cause Mr.Kamyia actually wants to "Teach" us something, and he's not doing it for marks either. So that makes me happy just to be there. :D.


Ugh. Block D. Don't even get me started on block D. Mr.Tran, how on earth did you get your teaching degree? I've had to suffer through years of condesending science, and he just makes it worse... To the point I pretty much call it my arts and crafts block, seeing as how I just turn everything he gives me into boats. And more boats. Seriously, if any of my block D friends are reading this, don't listen to Mr.Tran. He's going to screw you up so bad, you're going to wish you cursed him to the pits of Ack'Nuul when you could. Oh yeah, and if Mr.Tran happens to be reading this, I have the freedom of the press (In this case pixels), and like I mentioned above, I don't really care if you fail me. So... Hah. I took Matt's gluestick and I made a spring type thing out of those little bits left in the bindings of a bus ticket pack, and it's drying beside me right now. Anyways... Then, at around 2:48, First Aid called for "Casualty". I nearly just typed out details, seeing as I'm blogging at 2:58AM... Wow, that was close.


But yeah, that's pretty much a standard day in my life. Although, generally, I'd be doing alot more than that, seeing as a lunch group really doesn't exist without Justin.


Yeeeep. So I'm pretty excited about the gathering tommorow, first event I've been invited to in awhile. hoping not to screw this up this time, D:


This was Krisrangler, and I say...
Need a Dispenser Here.
Just kidding. I hate dispensers. 

So... what?

So, there. I finally cracked and made a blog. Now, don't get me wrong, Blogs are so last year, and I love reading about Eye Boogers and random fails, but I've just never been a bloggin' person to begin with.

It's like a diary, y'know? 'xept for the fact that anyone can see it, and the fact that its only a click away. Luckily, I don't need to write about anything specific, thank god for that. I think I have a pretty good idea on what to write about, seeing how everyone beat me to all the good topics.

"Marcia" wrote a blogstorything.
"Jason" wrote a blog about fai-- I mean randomness
"Tom" wrote one about... Okay I can't classify Autism as a to-- I kid, I kid.

So, I think, for as long as i can be bothered, I'll actually write something that documents what we, our entire group, do every lunch or stuff.

I think it'd be cool to actually see what you're witnessing all the time, just from another person's perspective.

I'm actually considering writing everything down in block C where everything's still fresh in my mind, I'll ask "Tom" about that.

Either way, I'll still have to take random days to dedicate to... well, random things. But eh. I'll update whenever I feel like it, I suppose.