Make it up, Quickly.

Quickly, think of the weirdest things you’ve done consecutively in front of people you’ve just met, and your making things up as you go along. Its fun.

I just today (08/09/2011) joined the Improvise team (or Improv, as I’ll be referring to it as) and eminently put out of my comfort zone. When we got started, we (the rookies, as we’re called) had to introduce our self’s to the class, and if you read the first blog I’ve written, I don’t like being singled out in a crowed, I have trouble talking to people so I was sweating… a lot, not noticeably, I might add, but enough to make my hands wet. Three different Veterans (as the older members are called) asked us rookies three different questions, ranging from who would play you in a movie to whats your favorite colure. My three questions where:

1. Do you enjoy long walks on the beach?

Not really, I don’t like sand in the first place, when I’m on a beach, I run to the water not pace on it. Or dig in to the sand, that’s fun.

2. Do you enjoy being around new people?

No it makes me nerves like crazy, so I was told (sarcastically, I think) well your in the right place.

3. Who’s your favorite super hero?

Iron Man, hands down. He has cool technology, a scientific industrial complex, has an awesome house, and is just generally awesome.

After that we did ‘show us how you get down’ that’s where someone calls out someone’s name and goes though some wired stuff, and then there person who was called on has to do a little dance in a manner in which they dance normally. I have never danced in my own manner in front of people, and once or twice by my self, so that made me nerves… after your done showing everyone they have to copy you. That was surprisingly fun.

Next was, someone says a word, then you have to say another word that the previous word made you think of. Then it was modified to where you have to say a word that begins with the letter that ends the previous one. With my horrible spelling that was difficult, but fun!

Then we learned about how a seen is meant to be structured. So when that was done we got into a two person improv act in one minuet in-front of the group. And for a rookie, I was told that I did pretty well, especially with another rookie that I did a second act with (we where meant to do two, one you start, one you enter)

The teacher made the Veterans show us three games, Monkey in the middle, which is where there are four people acting and the fifth is the prop. Switch, that’s where two people act and two just stand in the background, when someone calls switch the two people acting switch roles and when change is called the people in the background switch with the two acting. And then the final one was ShouldHaveSaidThat, which apparently makes you hate the person who says ShouldHaveSaidThat, your acting out a seen and when someone calls out that sentence, you have to change what you just said to a polar opposite.

This is going to be a fun year…

Two First Day’s of School

Now, your probably thinking, ‘Wilson, how can you have two first days of school in a row?’ One day was just tens, the next was regular classes.

Day One:

My alarm clock was not to go off for another two minuets, yet I was awake anyways. Turned off my alarm before it went off, (ran into that problem last year, I forget about it and it wakes everyone up) got ready and went to wait for the bus. That was the first time I road the public transit bus by my self, the bus wasn’t that crowed, I could get a seat. I eventually got to school, found my locker, and after three try’s opened it. Better than last time. Then I went to the gym, everyone went to the gym, for the tens to be welcomed by the staff. Then it was time for us to be divided into groups and sent to learn about the critical stuff about the school. Then it was lunch, then we went off and experienced a very shortened day of school, so we can figure out where each class is, who our teachers are, stuff like that. First I went to instrumental music, army of Clarinets players in there. Then AP Science, English, then gym and halfway though gym moved to religion. After all that, I got on the WRONG BUS home, at first I thought it wasn’t going the right way, it wasn’t till the next day I found out it was the wrong bus. At least they go to a smiler area, it was a bit of a walk home though.

Day Two:

Slept though the first alarm and woken up by the combination of both the second and my Father. Got ready for school and went to the bus stop, this time the bus was loaded, it was like a game of tetras! I had to stand, and worst of all, my stop wasn’t the last, so it had to get more people on the bus. When we got to school, I packed for the morning (how ever considering I didn’t have my science text book yet, and I don’t need any thing for music, it was very light bag) got to music, did so musical theory. Then it was science, and did some chemistry, head about some physics, which was phun (get it?) Lunch was chaotic, I could only find The Devourer of Souls, so we just ate at my locker. English was next, it was the same, as usual, I’m only there because I HAVE to be there, not because I want to be… Religion, not exactly my favorite subject, its just a lot of rules and doesn’t make senses half the time, rather be doing Biology… But I’m not going into religion, its a very touchy subject, I don’t want to get in the middle of that.

Then I got on the RIGHT bus that time, but got off three stops to early, so I had to walk a bit home.

 

I was intending to get this out last Saturday, but I’ve been busy trying to figure out what exactly is going on.

 

- Wilson

Three hours, Worth it?

Maybe for some ride like Space Mouton. But for school. Wake up at seven, go to my high school, all ready the line was out the door. Thankfully my mother was there to stand in the registration line while I got my photo taken for my student ID. If I went by my self, like some people did, from what I could tell, it would have been another *does guess-work in head* three hours. After registration I went to go get my scheduled sorted out, because there was a note on the schedule saying I had to go to the offices and sort it out. Apparently, the secretary or what ever her position in the office was (I’m sure I’ll find out when I start school for real) was on a roll writing the notes and mine was on the end of it when it should have ended, just a mistake, apparently. THEN when that was cleared up, I had to get my textbooks which was over *does weird pointing thing with my arm* there. So we thought meant the second floor, not by the side entrance on the first floor. So when we did eventually find the, thing, (Ugh I forgot what that place is called) I got every thing for the first semester not the second, except science, because they had to go get reminded. I’ve got it second block on Friday, and Monday, and every single day for the rest of the semester. (WHOO HOO!) After that I got my locker, which is so badly out of shape, the handle is loose, the number is worn off and had to be replied by a permanent marker. It took me six tries before I opened my lock, I’m fairly certain that my locker will have a few more dents in it by the end of the year… fist shaped dents… maybe a foot…

So was it all worth it?

As of yet, Heh heh, no. But I haven’t even started school fully yet, so I have no idea if it will.

Three more days and I promise that it will be a lot more exiting as a blog written by a high school student who has no idea what he’s doing, can be. Or I will make an apology to the.. uhh… one or maybe three consistent readers out there.

To those who have stumbled upon this, why don’t you stop and stay a while? And for the one or two regulars, sorry for the lack of length, but really nothing much happened.

 

- Wilson

 

P.S. If there are any mistakes, I’m sorry its late at night, and I’m tired, so work your way though it.

Time Freaking Travel

Who doesn’t want to go back and fix a mistake. I’m one. Unfortunately physics say backwards time travel is impossible, even if it was possible, there are serious implications that may occur, such as:

1. Paradoxes
2. Braking the universe

The second one I’m not so sure of. But the first one is a problem.

when it comes to paradox, I can’t resist thinking about them, which only results in a massive headache. when ever one crops up, I must urge my self ‘don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t think about it’

A Paradox is usually when logic contradicts its self. Example:

This statement is false

If its false, that means its true, that means its false, that means its true, that means its false. A never ending cycle of stress and pain!

One Paradox that associates it self with time travel very well is the Grandfather Paradox. What’s Grandfather Paradox you might ask? Well its when you go back in time and kill your Grandfather which means your mother or father wasn’t born which also means you wont be born, so you couldn’t have killed your Grandfather. But since he’s not dead… Ugh, I’ll stop now, my brain is hurting so much.

The tiniest alteration can result in a very different present. Go back, step on a small frog like creature, guess what? That was a frog that carried a gene that would have help the evolution of the spices instead of dieing off. So no more frogs. Go back to a populated area, some one sees you and they go crazy, causing riots, and you might become the focuses of a new religion.

Another thing me and my Mother like to call is the Hillbilly time machine. You go back, meet your Grandmother/Father, have a kid with them, turns out, that was your Mother/Father, which in turn, makes you. I know that there is a official name for it, but I don’t feel like sifting though hundreds of Paradox names…

Another problem with time travel, is that its a movement though time, not space. So if you wanted to time travel to a specific location, you have to be in that place before you time travel, however, since Earth is always moving, and the Sun, and the Milky Way, if you where to time travel a year from now, you would be in the middle of space! A solution to this problem is to make the time machine mobile while its travailing though time.

I would like to add this one last thing, if when time travel is invented, I would like one of my descendents to come and visit me, tomorrow, Wednesday, August 24, 2011, at three PM. You have a time machine, there is no way you can be late. And if there are laws in your time preventing contact of that sort of thing, do it any ways, please? For your very old ancestor?

 

- Wilson

“What? We’ve ran out of things to do?”

I swear it will get better come September, nothing interesting has happened, other than the fact that I went to Idaho, yeah, learned how to row a boat, and am pretty darn good at it.

So I just came back from my friend’s (we call him Yack as a nickname, unknown reason) house. And for the first time in three years, we’ve ran out of things to do! We’ve played all the games, had all the conversations, (some of which I would have rather not heard) we’re done, finished! And we’re not the kind who would go to a mall to hang out, really the closest thing we’ve done was eating pizza outside after school next to a grocery store (unfortunately I cannot spell the name of the place, my attempt: Sobyes. You can figure it out) which I say, was one of the best things we’ve done in all three years.

In total there is eight of us:

1. Shorty (for the past while, I’ve been calling him that to bug him, when I get back to school, calling him that from now on)
2. The Artillery (We did not get along for most of grade eight, just recently we have been able to have a normal conversation with out sever bantering or a very toned down fighting)
3. Anton (known him since either grade four of five, his other name is the armadillo, for he has a plastic brace that encircles his chest that really, REALLY hurts to punch)
4. The Devourer of Souls (every day in nine, he said, ‘I’m eating your soul’ and did this very creepy laugh after, not his official nickname same with Shorty and Artillery, but that’s it, for now)

Then there is the main four:

1. Em (The artist of the group, he’s been drawing and writing story’s for a very long time)
2. Cabbage (the ‘I’m the best at every thing guy’ guy, we have yet to encounter his weakness)
3. Yack (the gamer, he spends hours a day playing video games, I’m amazed he manages to do his homework and get honours!)
4. Wilson (Me, obviously, I’m the science guy, well really the space guy, my art is second best in the main four, my science is second best, sadly, and my gaming skills ranges on what it is, racing, the best! Portal puzzles, one of the best, fighting, last do to very limited skill and expense)

Considering how some of use are very different people, its amazing that we get along in the first place. We don’t usually do much as a whole, six of us are going to a ‘normal’ school or a school style that we have been raised in, and Em and Cabbage are going to a DIY school or self directed, I would not be able to do that kind, I’m such a good procrastinator that I almost got around to procrastinating procrastination.

We’re going to need new things to do next time we see each other.

 

-Wilson

Sayings

Recently, I have been experiencing a fascination for saying’s and quotes from people long past, like:

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush

I am unsure who said this, but I presume it originated in China, it makes senses, you got one bird, why go after two that you don’t have yet?

I do not feel oblige to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use

- Galileo Galilei

Galileo lived in the late fifteen hundreds and early sixteen hundreds, at the time the Church  really did not want anyone to challenge their faith and lure away follower. Now, I am not somebody who studies history so I’m just going off of what I know and making assumptions, when Galileo started going around saying that the Earth is not the center of the universe and that it orbits the sun, and that there are moons orbiting Jupiter ( Io, Europa, Ganymede, and Callisto, now called Galilean moons) and all this other stuff, the Church warned him to stop. Later he published a book containing his views and opinions, and he was tried by the Church, found “vehemently suspect of heresy”. He was forced to recant, and spent the rest of his life under house arrest. They made him stop his work, he was given the sense, reason, and intellect, but they made him forgo their use. It may have happens hundreds of years ago, but it makes me mad, very mad.

Every path deserves to be walked on

- Me

As far as I know, I’m pretty sure it has not been said before. I was on vacation with my mother and there was  a path that was intended to be walked on by Parks Canada, but the gravel on it looked as if it had not been compressed by a Human walking on it in years, so I just went walking on it and when she asked me why I wasn’t walking on the main path, I just sprouted that phrase. We thought about it for a while as we where heading home, my mother said it had a profound meaning, I did say it quite recently, like two days ago, and I’m still trying to figure out what it could mean for myself.

It be nice if it became a wildly used saying in the future, but in order to do that, I need to speak and get to know more people, and we ALL know that has a very unlikely chance of happaning…

 

- Wilson

Monday, Firends, and years I’ll never see…

Uhg, so tomorrow I have the guys coming over for a some gaming, movies, and a little monopoly. It’s stress full running around planning theses ‘get to togethers.’ Originally they were to come over on Thursday, but apparently that doesn’t work for one friend, so I moved it to Tuesday so he can come. But then that didn’t work for a different friend, so I moved it to my least favorite day of the week, MONDAY (school may be out, but my hatred for the day is just infinite) Now, Humans and Mondays, never have gotten along, so it can be assumed why I dislike Monday, its the day that ends the weekends, and you have to go back to school/work, and it just plain ruins Sunday night. I think nothing else can be said about Monday.

Setting up the bloody meet up with my friends is incredibly stressful, I swear it takes years off your life. The one who could not make it on Thursday, lets call him Burning Cabbage, or Cabbage for short, is planning his first gig thing, at a bowling ally. Honestly Cabbage, for your first time planning, you should have picked something a little more closer to home, like HOME. He said he never realized how stressful it was to get us all together at the same place and time, and that he assumed it was easy. Good lord, you were the smartest of our year, and you could have not foreseen that all this difficult planning was stressful.

There are mainly four of us, but sometimes it can expand to seven or once, eight. The most we’ve had at one’s house was five (which is including the host) and the most we’ve had out somewhere that was, you guessed it, eight, we went for pizza at the local pizza take out place on the last day of school.

Really in this blog it had no structure, I wasn’t going any where, I was just rambling. Sorry for making you sit though it if you did!

- Wilson

It was fun! Then I hit the ground

So there I was, riding my bike, on a flat bike path made of asphalt. I hear something going agents my tire, I’m guessing it was my size twelve feet, then the front tire kicks out to the left, I continue forward, it was fine and fun! Then I hit the ground… landed in such a way that sprained a tended, on my right hand, I’m also right handed, so I’m in for a barrel of monkeys for the next week.

On the way to the hospital, my mother asked why I didn’t use my cell phone and have her pick me up instead of pushing my bike home three kilometers in one of the worst mosquito seasons we’ve had in years with a busted hand. I replied I’m to stubborn to make the call, and that I haven’t fully established what a emergency on a bike ride is yet. When we got to the hospital, we where admitted to pediatrics immediately, it pays to be a kid… well, with our health care system its free, for everyone. I had two things to look forward to in the ER:

1. My hand feeling better
2. There was a Timmy’s across the street

Being Canadian, there is nothing else I look forward to more than going to a Tim Horton’s, that and Hockey season to start up again…

The bright side is I learned a lesson:

When you don’t want to mow the lawn this week, brake a bone.

Oh, that and keep my feet away from bike tires, use my cell phone when I’m in pain, you know stuff you would think you would learn from this…

- Wilson

Same People, Every Day, for Months… Yay…

The last launch of space shuttle Atlantis got me thinking,

• What if I got to go to the International Space Station.
• What if I got sent up there for months with five other people I’ve probably never seen or at lest once or twice.
• Could I do it?

No. Come on, three months, at least, with five strangers, in a room smaller than a motor home.

I got experiences something along the lines of it, on a much smaller, and shorter scale. I got to go on a caravan holiday in Europe, ten days, six other people, in a room… the size of a motor home… well at lest it wasn’t months!

I got to see great sights, Paris, Vimy Ridge, Bruges, Ikea in Holland, the Black Forest, and lots more. If I stayed in that camper for one more day, I would have lost it, sure, I love my family, but its hard to be alone with your thoughts when your room is shared with everyone else, the driving compartment, the kitchen, the eating area, the front door.

Its something I would love to do again, but not with so many people.

With a motor home, when you’re not moving, you can go for a walk. On the ISS, or International Space Station, you can’t go for a walk, well you can but not a normal one:

1. You have to get cleared for a space walk
2. Then you have to put on this bulky suit
3. You can’t go very far, and you have to be tethered to the Station
4. There are chances of floating off into space, or falling back to Earth and burning up in the atmosphere
5. And it’s mainly for when you have to work on a piece of equipment like a satellite

Sure it would be cool to be in space, but I probably can’t take the physical stress and mental stress.

Now in high school, I wont be with any one in a small space for an extended period of time… as far as I know. The amount of time, however, before I go crazy entirely depends on the person I’m with.

Opposing view points, few days

Same view points, a few weeks to a month

Some same view points and some opposing, unknown

 

I could be different by the end of the summer, maybe I can take something like that, who knows, nothing or everything could be different by the end.

- Wilson

Extraterrestrial Storms

It hasn’t even been a day, and already a scientific topic has caught my eye, thanks to my Science news app on my Ipod.

The folks at NASA have seen a massive, by Earthling standers, thunder-storm in the clouds of Saturn with their Cassini space probe in orbit around the gas giant. Its diameter is about 2500 kilometers, or for you non-metric humans, that’s about 1553 miles. Put that into perspective that’s around the distance from Dallas to Boston. And that was when it was first spotted.

It was first spotted in December, on Earth, and in a matter of weeks, grew to the size it is today, which is about Earth’s diameter. Put that into perspective, well its Earth’s diameter, you really cant get any more clear then that. Its being called the Great White Spot, this is all most normal, for Saturn, it happens every 30 years, which is about a Saturnian year. But the wired thing is, it started earlier then normal, occurring in early spring.

Saturn thunder-storms are much more powerful then their little cosines on Earth, more gas means more atoms rubbing agents each other which in turn causes more electrons from other atoms to be “stolen” creating an unbalanced charge, and nature, all ways wanting to be balanced, try’s to equalize the charge by sprouting lightning. On Earth, if your struck by lightning, your lucky to be alive, but if you were to be struck by Saturnian lightning, the likely hood of you living, is very small. There is so much energy in that blast that it will fry every single neuron in your brain, all your organs, your skin, bones, you name it. Now its summer, and I don’t feel like doing probability math, so I’ll make a rough guess: the likely hood of a human living a lightning strike from Saturnian lightning is about a Trillion, to one. Again, not proper math, its just my opinion.

There are other storms in our solar system, for instance, you may of heard of the Great Red Spot on Jupiter. And the occasional dust storm on Mars that engulfs the planet and dust devils the size of the biggest tornadoes on Earth. Neptune and its 3000 Kilometers per hour wind speeds, not to mention the Great Dark Blue Spot, not quite as powerful as its Jovian cousin, but its up there. On Venus it quite very well rains sulfuric acid. The Sun, solar flares, Coronal Mass Ejections, which has the ability to knock out our power grids if its strong enough.

Now a little closer to home, we have hurricanes, smiler to Jupiter’s and Neptune’s spots, only a LOT smaller. Tornadoes. Dust Devils, only not as large as Mars’. Dust storms in the Sahara, like Mars’, but again, on a much smaller scale. Thunder-storms, acid rain, normal rain (which on the PH scale is slightly acetic,) wind speeds that don’t as fast as Neptune

We on Earth, have the entire planetary family’s storms, only at a much nicer size. Be grateful we live on such a peaceful planet, weather wise.

-Wilson

P.S. On some Exo-Planets, it could rain liquid rock, or lava. Hail stones don’t look so  bad now, do they?