THE APE-MONKEY!

So yeah. Some crap happened. School and stuff...yeah

Friday: After piano, I went to Jack Lee's house. We played some GCN and saw some Linkin Park videos, as well as Family Guy hee hee. It was sweet.

Saturday: I volunteered from 12-4 with the cross country team. We fixed up some lady's lawn and crap. I did lots of weeding with Jack and Mike, and then talked to Chris Aagaard for about and hour and a half while pawing through dirt. I also made a dirt castle. Yeah. Then we had pizza for dinner, I think.

Sunday: I went bike riding with Orion and Nick (and the rest of the Burts). We rode 50 miles (nick rode 56) in/around Carnation, and stopped at KFC. It was crappy. REALLY, REALLY, CRAPPY. NEVER EAT AT KFC. So then on the way back my legs died, and started spazzing out. The wind from a passing semi truck made me fall from standing onto the ground. It was that bad. So I finally got back, and us three guys hung out until the parents came back. Then we went home. Oh and I saw a dead deer on the side of the road, as well as many other exotic fauna (opossums and racoons).
Then, when I got home, Zach came over and we played Four Swords Adventures from around 4 to 9. We got to the final boss, Ganon, and he jumped out. Zach described it as "something from KISS" and then "THE APE-MONKEY! (later known as the pig-monkey, because ape-monkey is redundant). So we're gearing up to seal away that bad boy, and then we hear a knock, knock, knock. "[expletive deleted]!," exclaimed Zach. So he's still waiting to be killed, and Zach had to go home with Trae. Or however you spell it.

Monday: I slept terribly, and woke up at like 6;45. Sucked. I can't quite remember what I did, except that I played The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap until 12:30-ish. Then Jacob and I cut some lawns, I cut a lawn, I cut our lawn, then I finished my Platypus project, after going to Boy Scouts, which was capture the flag at Shoreview. Whew.

Campus Day!!!

First, I must tell of my weekend. I spent the whole weekend learning to be a special member of BOy Scouts. We fasted, refrained from speaking, and did manual labor to show our devotion. That, and we sat around in the cold with biting insects for at least 6 hours total.

So I went to school, and I actually did bring my backpack, because Charlie got mad when I told him that I wasn't going to. So all the classes were boring, and yeah. I went to get my yearbook and learned that I needed picture ID. The following scene ensued:

"Yeah, Davis Hill"
-"Do you have picture ID?"
"No."
-"Well how do we know it's you?"
"Why don't we look in the yearbook?"
*OOOOOOOH*
-"Oh yeah, that's definitely him."
George John: "What, no. That's like, his brother or something. You in any sports?"
"Cross country and track."
GJ: "Okay."

Then some lady walks up and makes a big scene about how I have to have a teacher vouch for me. So I start walking away, and I hear a whispered "Hey! Come back here!"
GJ: "Dude, what was the name of that lady?"
"I dunno."
GJ: "Look dude, just give me a fucking name, okay?"
"Boroumand."

So then I got it and hung out until the end of Campus Day. The end.

Good thing my gloves are bigger than his head.

He's watching you... 

Home Sweet Home

Well, it has been a long journey, and now I am finally home. Over hill and dale, across icy peaks, down through the fiery depths of the bowels of Hell. I have persevered, and I am home. And I ain't leaving.
All of the anger has melted away, and I feel listless. What to do now? Nothing matters. I am whiter than the whitest sheet of paper, drowning in apathy. Life is worthless.

Tomorrow I will attempt an induction into the Order of the Arrow.

En Taro Adun.

My Neck Hurts

and I have to pee, but I keep on whacking.

...I tell myself as I finish weedwacking a certain lawn.

V-I-C-T-O-R-IA!

Yo yo. Though it's a little late, I'll talk about our awesome VICTORIA BAND TRIP!

So David came over at 9 on Saturday, and Charlie took us on an REI adventure to get "the perfect map." Then we went back to my house, got our crap, and went to school to board the bus. We rode and talked, and I saw a real live fallout shelter sign!!! YESSSSS! Then we got on the ferry- erm, Clipper; Zack, David, Orion and I played poker (for money!) the whole time. I came out out two dollars (yes, there were supposed to be 2 'out's back there). We got off and Orion got hald back at Customs, likely because he is Asian. We got to our hotel room and realized that the window opened onto the roof. Hehe. Unfortunately, we were all too scared of chaperones to utilize this special attribute. We spent about 30-50 minutes deciding where to eat dinner, until I found a fish and chips place and realized that I would sell my right leg for some fish and chips. We walked down Douglas Street, but could not find Old Vic's Fish and Chips. So instead we headed towards the nearby comic store. Beyond that was a Gameworks shop, so we naturally gravitated toward that (Orion and I more than Steven and Jack, of course). Then, we took a look-see around, and LO AND BEHOLD, I spotted it!!!! Old Vic's Fish and Chips!! YESS!! They were deliciously greasy, but it took forever to pay and get out of there.
We hung out at the hotel for the rest of the night, and there was much partying in our room. Minus substance abuse, of course.

On Saturday, we took forever to get up and finally met Willy, David, Rob...and..somebody else at Smitty's. It was good. Before that, I went running with Jack, and we wrote a note. Jack didn't know what to write, so I said "write 'we went running. Love Jack and Davis.'" SO he did, and we tried putting it in Orion's hand only to get THE FINGER. We worked out and crap. yeah. So after Smitty's, I went to the wax museum with my comrades (roomies) and Jack took a picture of every exhibit. It was pretty cool, though; they had lots of death stuff (note semicolon use). Then we got all dressed and played in front of the Parliament building. It was fun, and I was really hyped up! Unfortunately, a bird crapped on me during the performance. After that, everybody hung out...yeah. Then there was the banquet, and it had good food except for crappy meat. And Superb chocolate mousse. Yum! Awards were given amid much random applause. Then Steven, David and I went to go play ultimate frisbee behind the parliament building with a large conglomeration of upperclassmen, that included Mickey [Hansen] and Maris [Bickeboeller], two of my senior chums from cross country. We had an awesome time, then walked over to Beacon Hill park to play a game that starts with an 'm. Basically, Mickey and Marisa hid and everyone else tried to find them. David, Steven, and I found them first, OF COURSE. So that was fun, and then we went back to the hotel when it got dark, and hung out. I watched stadn-up comedy with Chung, ROsa, and Robin. And maybe Katie and assorted others. I finally went to sleep at a decent hour, having slept at 4 the previous night (or day, whichever you prefer).

Our alarm went off at 6:40, and Orion and I both made mad dives for it to TURN THE DAMN THING OFF@!@ So we all got dressed, then boarded the top story of a double-decker bus to go to THE MALL, where we ate breakfast and then would begin to march for about an hour in the hot, hot sun. It was fun, and everyone sweated profusely. We netted second place, and Mr. Harshman was kind of disappointed because he suspects we could have gotten first with a bit more practice. Oh well. It was totally sweet. Then we got back and were loading the truck at 12:30. Everyone except for me and Orion made an apparent mad dash for the 12:30 showing of Episode III and did that. Orion and I were inside turning in our keys, and we came out and were like "WTF!? Where did they go?!" So we set up Rob with the ultimate music backpack and were playing such favorites as Get on Top at full blast while walking down the street in Canada. We went to the Elephant Castle or something for lunch, and it was sweet. The motto there was 'Bang On!,' which we later learned is a British term for 'awesome or totally cool.' GO figure. Then we hung out at the mall for the rest of the time, except that we went to Tony's Trick and Joke SHop, where I acquired crowd-pleasing items such as an atheism bumper sticker and corresponding button. We finally headed back, and after checking in, Jack, David, Orion, and I snuck off to the grocery store one more time for chips and Jones Soda. Or something. Then we all boarded the CLipper and off we went. I played some GBA, listened to some tunes, and hung out on the windy deck. But mostly I just hung and chatted with peeps. Then we got back to old U.S.A., and I made myself even MORE hoarse by jamming with Braden on the bus on the way back. THen we were home, and I caught a ride with Mr. Altena. I avoided my mom's questions and hit the sack.

Highlights of last week:

Tuesday: I got nothing.
Wednesday: I got nothing
Thursday: Our final pre-concert band practice. Mr. Harshman makes off-color joke about his whacking, and I respond with "Bang on, Mr. Harshman!" noice. Our concert was all right, I guess; we played Rise of the Firebird, In the Forest of the King (La Furet, King Dagobert), and The Marriage of Figaro
Friday: Piano, I suppose. Yeap. I tried to pack for the hike (which is detailed in the following post), but failed.

But how could I forget Orion?

"OH SHIT!!"

it rox my sox.