Monday, February 28, 2005

“The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.”

Getting up early sucks.  I thank God every morning for the discovery of coffee.  My mom bought Half & Half last night; it was so good.  (Yes, I am aware of the level of sadness displayed by that previous sentence making my blog.)

My field trip to a play is this Thursday.  The play is The Diary of Anne Frank; I'll be sure to bring my CD player + earbuds.  Also, I must remember to bring a few bottles of SoBe.  (Liz Blizz (coconut) is my favorite.)

I inadvertently deleted the RAM of my TI-83 Plus.  I was playing with the assembly language compiler, and I made a boo-boo.  I lost a few valuable homemade programs (e.g. quadratic equation solver). 

Also, for English 11, I need to have Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address memorized.  I know nearly half...

Feel bad for me.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

“Everyone has a photographic memory; some just don't have film.”

Another blog post from school... I don’t have any class in History 154; Mr. Walters’ school (Jamestown) is off this week.  Here in New York, we’ve decided that a man who defeated death doesn’t deserves two weeks off in celebration of his life.  Blue states suck.  I’m pro-metric system and everything, but come on.  I’m okay with the change from one two-week break to two one-week breaks, but we need to be consistent.  Right-wing Frewsburg has stuck with the two-week Easter vacation, while most of the other schools in the area have gone with two one-week breaks.  Now, all of the Distance Learning and B.O.C.E.S. students are missing a week of school.  (Oh no!)  Unfortunately, I only have one D.L. class, so I only miss one class.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

“So, what’s the speed of dark?”

I finally finished it!  The background changer now remembers your last used background.  It’s a little buggy, but it finally works.  Note that if you do not have JavaScript enabled (or images, for that matter), you won’t even see the thumbnails at the top.  If they cause the page to take forever to load (Mark...), sorry.  Up next is either smaller thumbnails (resolution, not display size) or a link to turn on/off the background changer.

Have you ever wanted to buy something (from eBay maybe) and then later found out that you don’t need it?  That happened to me today...

*Background Changer updated

Monday, February 21, 2005

Monday must be the Sabbath.

We break away from the Steven Wright quote today to deliver some breaking news.  Monday must be the Sabbath, and no one knows it except me.  Mondays suck; we all know that.  We all go to work (or to school) on Monday, and bad things happen.  My theory is that God is pissed at us for working on the Sabbath.  We, of course, are too blind to realize that we shouldn’t be working, so we keep working as God keeps punishing us.  Genius, isn’t it?

Mark Pelham (My Life As I Know It) told me that I sound too desperate in this blog.  Apparently I must stop talking about my love life (or lack thereof) immediately.  While I can’t do that, the criticism is duly noted.  I guess here would be the point to dispel any sissy-boy rumors.  (Actually, I am a sissy, but that’s beside the point.)  I don’t spend all of my time moping about my (lack of a) love life; this blog tends to accumulate a disproportionate amount of whining.  Sorry for any confusion.

Friday, February 18, 2005

“If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.”

Today is my day!

I got a Gmail Invite today, Slashdot (again) granted me Mod Points, I got to stay home from school for no reason, and my mom is braving the weather to get me a new CD player (my old one broke).  Note that she wanted to go, I didn’t force her.  She wanted to go to a garage sale and stuff anyway.

So that’s my morning/afternoon.  Sorry for the short post, but I gotta go.

My mood today:
pretty good (2)
My song today:
“1985” by Bowling For Soup (A Hangover You Don't Deserve)

Thursday, February 17, 2005

“What happens if you get scared half to death twice?”

Ah, the dentist: one of nature’s most misunderstood creatures.
I had the misfortune of going to the dentist today.  I was poked and prodded (and not in the San Francisco way).  What was cool, though, was that the dentist was Cael J.’s grandfather.  We talked about F.C.S. and the swim team and Frewsburg in general.  I had more stuff about which to talk with him than with my orthodontist (who is my aunt or something).

I still haven’t asked anyone to the prom.  Clearly I need to locate some testicles... perhaps eBay would have some... oh well, maybe later.

My Civil War test in History 154 was today.  It was about as much fun as can be expected.  I have something about a camera to do tonight (for History 154), but I’m just going to pray for a snow day.  If you look at the “Weather” section on the sidebar, you’ll see that it’s precisely “fucking cold.”

My mood today:
neutral (0)
My song today:
“Reckless Abandon” by blink-182 (Take Off Your Pants And Jacket)

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

“Borrow money from pessimists; they don’t expect it back.”

Oddly, that statement applies to me (sorta).  Mark P. borrowed $5 from me yesterday, and paid it back today.  Later, he asked me to fill out a mini self-analysis survey for Health 12.  As you may know, I already took Health 12; I just gave him my old one.  He looked over it quickly and asked me why I thought that I wasn’t trusting even though I lent him five bucks.  (Note that my hands were full when I did it, so I gave him my whole wallet and told him, “Take the five, not the twenty.”)  I couldn’t come up with an answer; I really thought that I wasn’t trusting.  I guess self-analysis is bullshit...

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

“Half the people you know are below average.”

I hope all of you had a happy St. Valentine’s Day.  (Unless you have a significant other, then I wish pain and torture upon you.)  I’m still eating V.D. candy, despite the fact that I’m on a diet.  I guess if I’m going to be depressed, I should be fat, too. 

I do suppose that I’m exaggerating.  I’ve been having a good couple of days recently.  That damn holiday threw me off; that’s all.

I’m uncommonly confident that I will find a date to the prom.  Maybe it’s just wishful thinking, who knows?  I just have this feeling that I’m actually going to enjoy the prom.  I hope that I’m right; I’ve been wrong with these things before.  Like the dance where Joe H. pissed me off and I punched his friend.  His friend was being a dick too, but I should’ve punched Joe.  I had a date to that dance (at whom I really was mad, but of course, I could never hit).

On a totally different subject: I have an odd question.  If I own a copy of a CD, but my copy is the edited version, is it illegal for me to download the unedited tracks without paying for them?  (hypothetically, of course)

Monday, February 14, 2005

“Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.”

Happy St. Valentine’s Day!
Are you single?  Is today a depressing day for you?  Do you like long walks on the beach?  (Just kidding.)  Go here.  I know that it’s mostly female-oriented, but the information is really helpful.  Personally, St. Valentine’s Day, or V.D. as I call it, can be a real pain in the ass.  I’ve never had a girlfriend on St. Valentine’s Day, and that may be the root of my hostility.

I thought that I was being anti-love by wearing a “LOVE Spreads Germs” pin, but then I saw Jamis’ locker.  Holy Anti-Social Behavior, Batman!  And she has a boyfriend!  I should be so bitter as to wear all black and cuss at all of the girls.  Of course I can’t wear all black; I own no black pants save for a pair of dress pants.  Also, all of my black shirts are joke shirts: Keep out of Direct Sunlight, No, I will not fix your computer., and Fast Freddy’s Fake I.D.s.

Who knows, maybe I'll get a prom date and eventually a girlfriend.  But is that what I really want?  I’m sure that I could have a girlfriend if I really wanted one.  Maybe I’m just waiting for the right girl...  Or maybe I subconsciously like being single...  Who knows.

Friday, February 11, 2005

“If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.”

Sad news today: my 18-year-old poodle, Tiffany, died this morning.  There’s a lot of other crap about which to talk, but it doesn’t seem as important.  Yesterday, Mr. McF. (Psychology) asked us if we had cried at least once since New Year’s Day.  I felt pretty insensitive saying “no.”  Now I can say “yes,” but that feels pretty bad, too.

In less depressing news, I helped Matt (my step-dad) D.J. another dance.  That sounds fun, but I do it more for the twenty bucks.  Not many people showed up, as usual.  Rob C. popped in to keep me company, which was pretty nice.  I danced with Kara; she told me that the Psych test was hard so I jokingly offered to let her cheat off of me.  I hope she doesn’t take me up on that...

I have yet to ask anyone to the prom.  I have two people in mind, but I barely know one and the other may want to go with someone else.  I know I sound like a whiny teenager, but if adults look back on high school longingly, then adulthood must really suck.

I know that I must’ve left out some stuff, but it’s getting late.  G’night.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

“The hardness of the butter is proportional to the softness of the bread.”

Well in their infinite wisdom, the U.S.M.C. has sent me two "We Want You" letters, one to Josh Clark at <PO_Box_Address/> and one to Joshua <Real_Last_Name/> at <Home_Address/>.  Thanks Gomer.  Each one says that I can get a free pair of sunglasses or skullcap if I respond.  I should respond to both, then I can get two pairs of sunglasses or skullcaps.  I’m such a genius...

Well, my day has been relatively uneventful.  St. Valentine’s day is coming up...  I guess that’s important.  I don’t know what to give people and to whom to give said gifts.  Should I give chocolate to only my friends?  (female friends, of course; I’m not a Democrat)  Should I make cards for the girls in whom I may be interested?  Should I bring a boombox into school and play “Are You Lonesome Tonight?” while staring at a girl?  Should I sing it to her?  Should I continue compromising the legibility of this blog entry by not ending my sentences in prepositions?  Somebody help me!

F.Y.I.: The first paragraph was meant to be funny.  I do support our troops.  I know that I could never risk my life in a war, let alone one that so many people say is unnecessary.

Monday, February 07, 2005

“A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.”

^ and so tired am I...

I just finished my frickin’ report, and now I’m off to bed.  I’m printing now, and there’s no chance that I’ll proofread it.  I hope I do well; I’m going to need something to balance the 50% that I’m going to get on my final.

Sunday, February 06, 2005

“When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.”

Well, the Super Bowl is about to start, and my History 154 project is not going well.  I have a lot to do, and I don’t feel like doing it.  I finished my 350-word essay on why I’m not ready to be a parent (Parenting class: a new NYS-mandated course).  Now that I’m back to my History project, I can only think of what Mr. W. told me on Friday.
“You need to put more depth in your essays.  On the next final, you’ll only get half-credit for that much work.”

Fuck Off!

I got a 99 on my E.L.A.!  If my essays are that bad, maybe you should tell that to Ms. B., Mrs. E., and Mr. S.*  Jumpin’ Jihad!  Besides, if I got a 73 on the 153 final, and I only lost 4 or 5 points on the multiple choice/Supreme Court cases, then how could I not have gotten about half-credit already?!

Oh well, time to watch the game...  Later.

*Sorry about the initials, but I don’t want to use last names on the Internet.  There are a lot of weirdos out there. ;)

Thursday, February 03, 2005

About Me

For those of you who know me, please disregard this post.  The personal profile section of this blog blows, so I decided to create my own. 

Hello my name is Josh Clark, and I’m a high school senior.  (This is like an A.A. meeting gone terribly wrong.)  I have been a straight-A student all of my life, and consequently, I lack any physical coordination or ability expected of a young, lively teenage male.  Fortunately I know that excellence in the field of football is not the greatest addition to a résumé. 

I currently reside in a two-story house in Frewsburg, New York with my mom, Lori, and my step-dad, Matt.
<note>Their last names are not Clark, that is more of a nick-last name of mine.</note>
We own a five year old mutt with O.C.D. named Barneé (I didn’t name her) and a retarded mutt named Stanley.

Computer programming currently holds my interests.  I know (X)HTML, CSS, and am teaching myself JavaScript (slowly).  Hopefully all the C++ classes will help me in my Java programming.  (As can be seen from the table below, my schedule could not fit another class.)

Currently my school schedule is as follows:

I know that the image is too wide; deal with it.

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

“I’d kill for a Nobel Peace Prize.”

Okay, y’know that E.L.A.... the English regents exam that all high school juniors (at least in New York State) need to take to graduate... the one that sucks ass... big ass... about that particular test... I got a 99!!  Ninety-fucking-nine!

I honestly have no clue how I pulled that off.  I did manage to complete the final drafts in Part II, but they sucked!  Vaudeville?  Various forms of irrigation?  I’d rather watch women’s basketball for three hours.  (No offense to any female basketball players reading this.)  As you may have read on Jamis’ blog, she failed to complete the multiple choice properly, but Ms. B. needed Jamis’ good grade to stroke her own ego.  She “pulled some strings” to allow Jamis to fill in the bubbles that she marked with X’s.

Well, that's my celebration/rant.  I'm missing the State of the Union address, but I'd rather read Ctrl+Alt+Del.  I'd better get back to that now...
whoop!  Barneé must go outside.  Either way, later.