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So i have posted 328 posts onto this blog. It's a year and a few months old, it's never changed templates, and the author of this blog has gone from HOT to NOT HOT AT ALL in 4 months. My schooling has left me begging for more input from everybody but wasting that time and never posting on anything. My brain has changed from old-output extravaganza to new-sponge of learning mold. It's a wave of the future that has stopped the creative juices, i think. Which really sucks for this blog because it used to be SO HOT. *sizzle*

Went to cuz'n liz's Gradmacation this weekend. Stockton has lots of very pretty ladies. And I love hangin' out with my family down there, EVEN LUCAS BECAUSE HE HAS XBOX! (and plays basketball and skates and his friends laugh at my jokes). BUT! Among the other things that make Stockton a cool place, the drive up there, the post-tornado feel of the town, and like i said earlier, the hot girls, my cuz'n is one of my favorite people in the worrrrrrrrrrrrrrld. And her speech she made as Salutatorian at graduation was kickass awesome +3 quote of Bob Gibson.

Summer. Finally. G-force HOLLA *throws out gang signs*

thingy

1. Copy this whole list.
2. Bold the things that are true about you.
3. Whatever you don't bold are false

01. When I was younger I made some bad decisions

02. I don't watch much TV these days

03. I love psychodelic mushrooms

04. I love sleeping

05. I have loads of books

06. I once slept in a bathroom (more like passed out taking care of a nose-bleed)

07. I love playing video games (this should be a two part question or something)

08. I adore marijuana

09. I watch porn movies

10. I watch them with my father

11. I like sharks (even though a flying one would get owned by a flying croc)

12. I love spiders, I think they're adorable, especially the ones with bright colors on their backs

13. I was born without hair and I still have no hair

14. I like j. Bush (isnt' that supposed to be a G?)

15. People are cool.

16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year

17. I have jacuzzi and a Porsche

18. I have a lot to learn

19. I carry my knife everywhere with myself

20. I'm really really smart

21. I've never broken someone's bones

22. I have a secret

23. I hate snow

25. Punk rock rules

26. I hate Bill Gates!

27. I love Chinese food

28. I would hate to be famous

29. I am not a morning person

30. I wear glasses

31. I don't need glasses, except sunglasses

32. I have potential

33. I'm pure Japanese

34. My legs are two different sizes

35. I have a twin (2 separate ones)

36. I wear a padded bra

37. I can ramble on about absolutely nothing

38. I'm left-handed

39. I hate llamas, but I'm one of them

40. I don't like horror movies

41. I suck at climbing, but I love it anyway

42. People hate me usually. (aka-daily)

43. I love pop music

44. I hardly ever go to bed before midnight

45. I hate parking fines

46. I know the national anthem of my country by heart

47. I know more than two languages(..ways to skin a cat!)

48. I spend(ed) too much time on the computer

49. I often want to throw the computer out a window

50. I live on a ground floor

51. I don't like chocolate

52. I'd like to be more original

53. I've lied (but not on my blog!)

54. Cocks are my favorite birds

55. I want to conquer the world (just Italy)

56. I wonder what happens when you die (when YOU die...not me)

57. I've read all books about Harry Potter

58. Eat your dog! (and drink your cat!)

59. I love to exercise.

60. I hate chemistry with a passion

61. I love to write

62. I like changes

63. I hate going to class

64. I am afraid to die

65. I hate dish washing (also hate washing dish)

66. My hair is long, brown, and incredibly curly

67. My nails are nine inches long

68. My favorite color is black

69. I like to sleep on the floor (Weel and I slept on the floor an entire summer once)

70. I am hopeless at cooking

71. I sucked my thumb when I was little. (and i also sat my chair and played my toys)

72. I should be doing something else rather than writing this

73. I am online a lot, but not in MSN

74. I hate government

75. I don't have a girlfriend/boyfriend

76. I'm too nice for my own good.

77. I love to read, I read as much as I can.

78. I don't trust newspapers

79. I like debating

80. I live in a wagon

81. I clean my room once a month

82. I'm scared of american fast food

83. I have a third eye

84. I love Mozambique

85. I don't trust any religion.

86. I used to play with barbies because all the other girls were doing it

87. I wanted to be a super hero when I was little.

88. I like listening to wind chimes

89. I'm very disorganized

90. My hair is long and straight

91. I earn a lot

92. I don't like spicy food

93. I keep a diary

94. I can't do cartwheels

95. I am very lazy.

96. I'm sarcastic

97. I think my hair is annoying

98. I'm very sensitive

99. I love being "ab-normal"

100. My left eye is violet and my right eye is a light blue.

101. Dalmations

new blogger?

This is weird.

New blogger stuff..it's freaking me out...don't know if i like it...

For those of you who aren't in the blogging community, the thing i use to make these words you are reading appear on the screen has changed its home layout and everything...not really sure how to say it, but IT'S CHANGED AND ITS FREAKING ME OUT MAN!

But besides that fact, this paper is getting weird and I have procrastinated studying for everything too much. I need to do well on my finals which I know I can do, but the level of preparedness is going to be slightly lower than expected.

this is boring

my car is making noises like the tailpipe has got marbles in it, that's not cool
neither are assholes
my baseball bracelet i made for cuz'n liz is really popular in her part of the state and she called me to get more info on how i made it...and that made me feel GOOD ABOUT MYSELF *high five weel*

marbles in the tailpipe need to go away
so do finals
best way to do that would be to take the tests and then leave town...sounds good, i'll get right on top of that.

and-i-got-new-sandals

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Holy crap i just clicked around and there are a TON of new things on here...i might even change the template -GASP!- But i love the dark green so much, i don't know if i could change...even if it had a place for links and pics and other things OMG I WANT PICTURES AND LINK AND OTHER THINGS OMG LEAVE COMMENTS!!!!!
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coming soon....

Well the paper i have to finish before getting back online and stuff is almost wrapped up...but i'm falling short.

Jarman has only one real superpower, and that's the whole jar thing. I'm trying to relate that to life in terms of "obstacles = jars" so once he finds out how to open each jar, it's easy cheesy....Just like after i figure out how to turn life's problems into jars, then the paper will be complete and easy...cheesy...garunteezy

So let me know how to turn academic/school/grades/study hall problems into a literal JAR
and also how to turn career choices/future/life-ahead-of-me things into A JAR OF career choices/future/life-ahead-of-me...!

and also, i'm thinking about getting my hair cut ...and i was thinking about getting it cut like john mayer's hair....because i wouldn't mind having hair like that, and the chicks dig it too...but he sucks....who cares

3 finals then kaput, i'm done D-U-N FINITO FIN BYEBYE [leave comments]

Politics

After spending a half hour reading the comments on James' blog, then reading comments on another person's blog....then again on yet ANOTHER person's blog, I have come to this conclusion.

The United States of America is not a democracy.

The people elect the person who they want to rule, and then their president leads the country the way he and his supporters want. It's a republic. There is nothing about our political system that gives me any power to determine the future of our country.....(pause for gasps from readers)

I know I can/should vote. I know that voting for the candidate I would rather see in office is my patriotic duty....but all in all, nobody agrees with me in the first place, and choosing the one candidate that comes closest just leaves me wishing for things I can't have.

THEREFORE, I don't vote, I won't vote, and I will stay out of politics forever. I fucking hate you people (refering to the owners of the blogs I mentioned above). I hate how you get so overwhelmingly enraged by opposing viewpoints that many of you just start name-calling. I hate that you percieve the actions of your elected president as either forgivable or flawless. And for those who consider Bush fart jokes "political satire" -- get a life.

It's not the end of the world. Whoever wins, Kerry or Bush, will NOT end the world. I pity those who think the leadership of our country is the most important thing in the universe. I pity them. Because there are countless other things in life that are better than tHE uNITED sTATES OF aMERICA. Whatever you'd say to try and label me a hippy, liberal, terrorist, or anti-Bush whatever-the-fuck-you-want....I don't care....because if you have the audacity to tell me my view on life, OR my view of politics is wrong, then you can go to hell.

Feel free to leave comments.
And don't worry, I'll delete the ones I don't like. :D
(after all, i AM Jarman, and this is MY blog)

joe soldier

This is the chainmail letter that went to everybody in my family. I passed it up after looking at the few pictures and getting the jist of the message. This morning I opened my email to see that Joe, my cousin who lives next door, had forwarded it to me again....please read the words of the email--i couldn't get the pics on the blog.

The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's; but he has never collected unemployment either.

He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must. He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional. He can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march.

He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job. He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short lifetime.

He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped to create them. He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed. He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.

Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great-grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.

He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding. Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.

And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
A short lull, a little shade and a picture of loved ones in their helmets.

Prayer wheel for our military...
please don't break it.
Please send this on after reading the short prayer.
Prayer Wheel

"Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. Amen."
(This e-mail has been going around for a long time....please don't be the one to stop it.)

That's nice. Now read what Joe wrote in his email that forwarded this same email to me...

Yes do pray for our soldiers, they are the ones who die. Pray that they survive the torture abuse and exploitation that they suffer. Pray for those who they kill. Pray also for those who have taught them to kill and die. Pray for those who tell them who they can and cannot kill. Pray for those who tell them to kill until they are told to stop and stop until they are told to kill. Pray for those who take their boyhood and girlhood from them and refuse them their manhood and womanhood. Pray for those who will teach them to use their hands as weapons and weapons as their hands but not to use their hands to write. Pray for those who pay them less than half of what a civilian could earn and to work twice as hard, to kill and be killed. Pray for those who find ironic humor in this Pray for those who believe he or she does not care much for work. Pray for those who believe he or she would not readily wash thier father's car. Pray for those who believe that there is any sort of freedom worth having that can be won in another's person's death, or piles of dead bodies. Pray for the fathers and grandfathers who believed they were sacrificing themselves so that their sons would not have to. Pray for the children who are forced to live without a mother or father. Pray that they will survive the torture abuse and exploitation that their parent has suffered. Pray that we will ask ourselves what sort of tradition this is?

In reference to the action figure, ironically a soldier...i say GO JOE!!!!

This is the pointless title

School year is ending...how exciting!

I seriously love this time of year. It's like shedding an old skin(one that i've dispised wearing for the past 9 months or so). Summer starts, weather is great, school is gone, diving is easier because i'm not worrying about school...but the best part...

Duh, no school.

Boring days of summer ensue with the anticipated rituals such as: staying up late, watching TV, playing video games, playing board games, playing basketball/frisbee/hockey with the dans, diving outside in lovely Clayton, driving around lovely Clayton with the divers, forgetting who's online when and how much time i'll talk to them -- instead i worry about the weather and traffic and trivial things that annoy me NOT-AT-ALL...what else...SUMMER = FUN and there's no getting around the frame of mind that IS...summer. You soak it in, you breathe it out, you run all day and sweat till night, and i will now WORK ALL DAY and party all night...by party i mean video games and other fun things with Kim (San Antonio diving teammate up here, she is staying with me this summer) and Weel and Dan and Daniel and Pie and Anagnos and Flower and whoever the hell else CALLS ME AND TELLS ME WHAT TO DO.

Currently, i'm being afflicted by the magic of Springtime, which means that yes, i'm rather flirtacious, jovial, congested with pollen, and OF COURSE...twitterpainted(Bambi). So the ladies look cuter, i can't smell the flowers, but the sky and stars make up for it because i've got it.
w00t

Finals is coming up and i've never felt better about taking the 3 tests i will be taking. Pibby's comin' home with his boxxor and WC3 and PS2 and now the great time of working and summer school and summer diving and G-FORCE PWNING J00 N0085 W1LL (0MM3N(3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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