Sleepless in Seattle? Naww just Valley :)

When I can't sleep at night I usually just go downstairs and eat mad food. After eating mad food I then proceed to go back upstairs into my room and watch a few hours of television or something until my brain shuts my body down. Sometimes I love seeing how long I can survive in the tug 'o' war game of fatigue and my own mental endurance.

Wellness Day

Wellness day was definitley the bomb. My favorite part, i'd have to say, was Karate. Mrs. Adams is the shitzu. Thats a type of dog, but it sounds chinese. You know, karate. Chinese? The saying... you get it. Sorry haha, anyway I loved the Karate part. It was sweet I learned how to do cool karate moves that would be completely useful in defending yourself if a confontation ever occured. I totally got into it too, rockin my team cloth like a karate sash. Wellness day was the bomb and I think Valley should keep with it. :)

The worst job ever: Porta-Potty cleaner

The worst job ever would have to be cleaning out porta potties. If you were a Rodeo clown then people would cheer for you and applaude you when you complete crazy stunts with the bull. It's suspenseful and exciting as well. As an English teacher I would get gratification and satisfaction by changing a person's life and teaching them something. I used to be a teacher myself. A snowboard instructor to be exact. I'll admit that teaching was a pain in the backside but, the feeling you get when you see your students perform the carves that you teach them is so awesome. You find yourself teaching because of the lessons and rewards you recieve from teaching them. Being a portapotty cleaner gives no valuable lesson besides which brand of toilet bowl cleaner gets rid of stains the best. It sucks. Its not exciting, suspenseful, or gratifying in anyway. The only gratifying thing about cleaning the porta potties is using them after. Blahhhhhh :o

My dream restroom

My dream restroom would include stalls seperated by sheetrock walls. It would include Granite countertops and stainless steel sinks. It would have a little air wick puffer machine. The ones that spray delightful fragrances every certain amount of minutes. To top it all off there would definitley have to be a water fountain near the restroom that would be supplied with Hawaiin punch.

Is this a rap battle?

Words are the colors of my palette,
Sometimes i'll create things you at first would not get,
hold up man,
I'll break it down for you,
with style's smooth like yogurt and rugged like bamboo,
Take out your pad and take some notes,
because Howard's mind on paper's like murder she wrote,
Please reframe from the game if this is too much for your brain,
man your style smells raw,
just like fresh doo-doo stains,
horrible smelling,
like raw rotten meat,
by the way,
take the pad out you just used,
and use it to cheat,
cause you versus me in this battle is your ultimate test,
cause if your not prepared,
step up and get poetically layed out like all the rest.

(omg, lol, ttyl, brb!!!) MUSIC!!!!!!!!

Check it out now...
I work the pen to make the ink transform
On any particular surface the pen lands on
Zaakir is hands-on, what's the beef?
The Cooley High cold chief high post techniques
I drape off poetic landscapes and shapes
Illustrate the paper space off the pens that paint
Then design what have a National Geographic a magic
With tailor made status and plus flavor that's automatic


We're not balling
We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in'
We holding onto what's golden
[PE Sample] *On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'*

We're not balling, or shot calling
We take it back to the days of yes y'all-in'
We holding onto what's golden
*On a stage I rage and I'm rollin'*


Melancholy mundane so I tame the hot flame
Big rings, fat chains, and y'all quest for the same
No name, use fame, strictly new to the thang
We stay true to the game and never bring it to shame
We tight like dreadlocks or red fox and ripple
We pass participles, and smash the artist in you
The saga continues, this I won't get into
'Cause there ain't enough bars to hold the drama that we been through


Yo...
We still the same with a little fame
A little change in the household name but ain't too much changed
We in the game but, yo not to be vain
I refrain from salt grains to season up my name
We entertain for a mutual game from close range
Steady aim, drum at your head to hit the brain
I'm labor ready, Rhode Scholar for the dollar
Work for mines pay me by the hour



Hip...Hop
Music


Yo...
Well, it's the verbal Herman Munster
The word enhancer, sick of phony mobsters controllin' the dance floor
I been in dark places, catch you when you stark naked
Your heart races as we pump you for your chart spaces
The taut taces be bringing these hot styles through
Some of you bum a few chairs from shock value
Word power can plow through acres of cornfields
Paragraphs cut like warm steel, preform ill...

Blue/Gray

I like this schedule because it gives breaks in between two different sets of classes. Last year before i had the old schedule here at Valley, the schedule at the other school i attended used to be similar to the schedule we have now, only with A days and B days. Having a break day from a certain set of classes is cool because I can put homework for A-days off until B-days, and B-days on the A-days. I think thats what actually built my foundation for procrastination. Anyway, I really like the Gray/Blue day class schedule. It's pretty sweet to have Core classes on one day, and Laid back classes the next.