Valid Arguments.

Ok, here's something to chew on:

Why do we cook bacon, and bake cookies? wouldn't it make more sense to work words so that we bake bacon, and cook cookies? Another thing, why do we park in driveways, and drive on parkways? that is seriously messed up, and i think we need to pass an amendment to the constitution to have this fixed immediately. Who's with me?

          Anyway, this next paragraph is dedicated To somebody Named Katie Smith. She's kind of an odd fellow (fellete? I don't know the female equivilant!) shes really not threatening at all, and she sucks at building bridges. If you ever meet her in real life, which there's a very large chance you will (she's always outside) then i suggest you run. Long story short? She is kinda too awesome for you, despite her disability when it comes to masonry arts. Hiss

people who are mad at your for unknown reasons are particularly frustrating. Especially if they don't tell you why, and you don't want to ask again out of fear you'd just be annoying them more.

Anyway, im pretty excited for tommorow. I'm going to a dance. Im just scared that i'll embarass myself by doing some old timey move. I think i'll just play it safe and do the robot and the sprinkler, as soon as they start playing some saturday night fever. If I'm feeling really lucky, I'll advance to the jitterbug, since that's apparently what reels the ladies in. But you know, just keeping up with the times!

 Along with that, Me and all my teammates are wearing our ultimate jerseys to school tomorrow, we're aiming for team pride for a relatively new unappreciated sport! (science teacher should be amused at our chemical element names.)

Song Quote of the Day-
"Because when a heart breaks, no it don't break even..."
-The Script, "Breakeven"

Learned my Lesson? Not quite..

                This is probably the fiftieth time I have burned myself in the shower. I swear, as soon as I step into the tub, I get all existential, ravaging every thought that comes to mind, apparently including the one that says "turn the water down, you're burning yourself alive, idiot!"

      In a similar story, somebody at my lunch table can't seem to learn a lesson either. Every day he attempts to make a three pointer into the trash can with his leftovers. Every time, he fails to sink it. Now, this isn't a hoax, the described trash can was the standard rubber-maid variety, about 1.5 feet in diameter. He's been at it the whole year, somehow hoping to get it in. I for one, would like to plead insanity on behalf of him. Because, truly, if you try the exact same procedure countless times, expecting different results, there must be something wrong with you (zing) I rest my case, your honor.

             Moving on, I played a considerable amount of Egyptian Ratscrew with my friends Maksym, Nathan, and Steven. Its basically a card game where you put cards down, and if a certain combination comes up, the first person to slap the cards wins the trick. Unfortunately, Being the first hand to slap the cards, usually means you have three other people slapping your hand right after. The back of my hand is really red, and it probably didn't help that on top of that, I burnt it in the shower.


Song Quote of the Day:
"With a thousand lies and a good disguise, hit 'em right between the eyes. Hit 'em right between the eyes. When you walk away, nothing more to say, they'll see the lightning in your eyes, you'll see 'em running, for their lives!"
-The Offspring, "You're Gonna Go Far, Kid"

Wait a second...

free-writes 1

 on a less shallow scale of life, here's some "deep crap" I wrote during our free-writes (3 minutes of writing whatever comes to mind)  in English class:

The Long Idle Hours-

The spectator is truely the best player in the event. He sees all, and although he may shout, simple thoughts dabble through his mind. The spectator does not sweat, he does not grow tired. If the world were to sudennly collapse, it would certainly not fall on him. The once simple thoughts, drizzling, flourish into full ideas, growing on every vine. Concepts of beauty, of intelligence. How could this have evolved. Through observation perhaps! A sudden singing explosion of thought. All this time, all this space, and entire world of people. When the sun sets in the deep sky, when the last breath is taken, it will be taken for love.

We may never pass this way again-

This is defining, it counts now, all that time leading up to this. I guess we'll find out if it pays off. A flash, no, more like a glimmer, is all that can be seen in the solemn cracks of the surface. The rain seems denser, bringing the world down with it. But I keep walking, and I will only stop for the flower I came here for. But It Might be dead. I'm really not sure. It's probably right around the corner here, are you ready? I'm not, but let's get moving.
                        I for one, think the road to Hell is beautiful.

Embedded

heh heh, I just learned how to embed stuff in the blog! :D

Anyway, funny quote from my math teacher when discussing my full year average and how my final exam might affect it:

"You'd have to seriously screw up"

The Context is up to you! :-P

Yesterday, I found some Phillipino currency among my change... A "Piso" is almost exactly the same size as a quarter! Just a month ago my dad was pretty pissed when the toll booth only registered 50 cents instead of 75... hmm... Would anybody like to connect the dots?

Song Quote of the Day-

"we live in a beautiful world... yeah we do, yeah we do."

-Coldplay, "Don't Panic"

speaking of that song, this was a pretty awesome homemade music video I found.

contradictions

Pretty weird stuff going on around here. I just checked out our hitmap (which you can view at the bottom of the blog) , and i saw that there are people looking at this blog from Kosovo O.O

But even weirder, somebody from fricken South Dakota???

I see that the mattress store has a pretty early lead in the polls over there ===>

What if you could rent out the Mattress warehouse (or Sleepy's, if you're feeling for a place with a less industrial name) and just throw a huge-ass party all night (Huge ass not required). I mean, think about it. Whether you are tired or drunk, there will allways be an open bed for you and a "friend" of your choice! and besides stains, what could go wrong??? Admit it, just having everybody jumping around from mattress to mattress would be a pretty epic idea, no?

pretttyy normal day actually.

Song Quote of the Day: "Up on Melancholy hill, there's a plastic tree. are you here with me? Just looking out on a day of another dream, where you can't get what you want, but you can get me.

-Gorillaz, "On Melancholy Hill"

what a bummer...

Things that really get me down:

1. At starbucks, when they call out the size for the next drink, you get all excited that its yours. And then you have to listen to them as they call out a DIFFERENT DRINK. I swear, I nearly ran out of the store the last time they did that.

2. When you think that somebody is looking at you, so you stare right back, only to realize that they were looking at the person behind you.

3. Coming up with random conversation just to talk to somebody, and just when you start to get hints that you are being annoying, you realize you actually need something for once.

4. When the person next to you gets one more point than you on the big test.

5. Getting assaulted by the Rollerskating posse gang.

6. When your friend doesn't remember the inside joke you just said.

Experiment Conclusion

experiment conclusion-

Last night, i put my ipod on the dock, and set it on the lowest volume (oddly, zero, and you can still hear it in the dead of night) I put it on repeat, and what did i have to live with the entire night? That's right, Last night, I slept to Tik Tok, to test the effects of subliminal messages through music.

Results:

-I did not indirectly feel like hitting this city

-I did not feel like the biological father of 5 children from different mothers.

-I did not feel like I've changed my stage name three times.

-I did not feel related to a friend of a drug lord

This was a Failure, I did not wake up feeling like P Diddy, or any of the above symptoms. But I did wake up in the morning feeling like going back to sleep. the music kept me up until 2 at least, leaving me five hours of sleep.

Rollerblade posse gang

While hanging out with my friend Hannah today, something very peculiar and disturbing was going on.

We were minding our own business at the intersection of lee and harisson. out of nowhere, ten.. no, twenty rollerbladers zoom by us on the street. leaving destructions and chaos in their wake. We were startled, but we knew that these rollerbladers were up to no good. up ahead, we see them stop. they blatantly jaywalk, no turn signals, no nothing. But one of the devils stays behind. He gets in the right hand lane, stops, turns around, defiantly places his hands on his hips (gay protest??) and halts traffic along the street. With a triumphant grin, he leaves, knowing that the drivers were at his mercy. All twenty of them then loiter around safeway, giving people nasty looks from within their rainbow sunglasses.

I ask you, what is the metropolitan police force doing to stop this madness? Nothing. The government obviously does not give a damn about our saftey. While rollerbladers prowl the streets, looking for victims, children and women cower in fear, for they know the danger that is in their presence. I do not know about you guys, but tonight, I sleep with my colt .45 and machete.

Me and Hannah (that's right grammar nazis... cry) managed to escape unscathed, but we encountered another problem. Our options had become very limited due to the influence of the RPG (Rollerblade Posse Gang) Which brings us to this week's Poll (see right hand column) Where is your favorite place to hang out?

Song Quote of the Day:

"I promise you kid, I'll give so much more than i get... I just haven't met you yet!"

-Michael Buble, "Haven't Met You Yet"

I wish you the best for this week!

Notes

Short segment with some notes

Notes on love *

-what a strange game, the only winning move is not to play

(*Also applicible to global thermonuclear war. And Tic Tac Toe)

Examples: none needed

Notes on Titles

-as length increases, importance decreases

Examples: MVP, VIP, CEO, external human resources manager

Human Parkour

Dedicated to somebody who Embarrasses me through this 24/7:

Introducing Human Parkour.

This Variation of traditional Parkour and Freerunning introduces a new element to the sport: Annoyance. The point of Human Parkour is "get from point A to Point B, as fast as you can, annoying as many people as you can." While vaulting over a fence might get you there a little faster than average, that crowd of people over to your right looks unnervingly peaceful. Why not run through them? You can earn extra annoyance points by cannonballing right into the middle of the group and making yourself look like a complete dumbass!

You might ask, "now sinc, how would you calculate scores? its kind of unfair to say that this person is more of an annoyance than that other person!"

But, we have formulated an equation for calculating this all. The Key is Annoy with efficiency.

score=people annoyed/(time/distance)

time is usually measured in seconds, with distance in meters. time over distance can be called, unvelocity. Using Basic algebraic skills, we can deduce that an increase in people annoyed will raise your score. an increase in time, or a decrease in distance, will lead to a higher unvelocity, and therefore, a lower score.

lets not forget bonus points, as these can substantially make your score higher with the judges. bonuses can be earned through fails that make people feel embarassed, and therefore guilty by association.

Fails include:

tripping, breaking up crowds, dumbass laughter, missing a roll, pointlessly bouncing around

and many, many more.

Now, bonus points can be multiplied if certain fails are completed in a row. These are called, Failstreaks, and can really make or break your score. For example, "tripping," followed by "attempting to act ninja," will result in a 1.5x multiplier to your bonus (increasing by .5 per failstreak)

But, it takes a real champion to act cool after you get a good score. [/Sarcasm]

so, please don't associate yourself with the real parkourists and freerunners

Anyway, all idiots aside, I think the world is a pretty neat place to live. And I do believe that World War 3 would be epic from a safe distance.

Song Quote of the Day:

"Save my grace with half ass guilt, and lay down the quilt upon the lawn... Spread my arms and soak up, congratulations!"

-MGMT, "Congratulations"

Good Morning...

sleeping with my ipod

I've been thinking about softly listening to my ipod while i sleep lately. But none of the music suitable for sleeping to, is stuff that i would ever want to listen to when I'm awake. Sure, Classical music might in fact help me sleep, but its definitely not something that I find good to listen to after a big day.

The other side of the matter is, if i listen to epic music, hip hop, pop, whatever, im afraid of subliminal messages that might get stuck in my mind without me even knowing! Ie, if I hypothetically had some sort of music with lots of violent screaming in it (rage against the machine, anyone?) than I might go to school screaming "F*** YOU, I WON"T DO WHAT YOU SAY" (which, If memory serves, is actually the only line in one of ratm's songs) and find it completely normal.

Maybe if i could teach myself to like music that wouldn't change me subliminally.... I could listen to Katy Perry's "I Kissed A Girl" and wake up feeling... normal. But I wonder, Would listening to "Tik Tok" subliminally make me feel like P Diddy in the morning? (what does that even feel like anyway???)

Other questionable songs:

Drug Balled- Eminem

We Won't Back Down- Escape the Fate

Take The Money And Run- Steve Miller Band

Feel free to comment with other songs that i should watch out for when I sleep!

short post

hmmmm....

skills

I have acquired several usefull skills today,

• Receiving small blessings from foreign workers at Rite Aid by opening the door for them
• Coaxing phone numbers out of girls through humor.
• cascading my alarms to make myself feel like I'm getting more sleep

all very efficient, facadish, and to my benefit of course.

another accomplishment? I beat Tetris. that's right, all 150 lines. I felt very gratified. best part? I did it on the toilet (where i usually contemplate the deeper sides of life)

On that note, you don't really notice guys writing poems to girls anymore, do you? well, I'm totally bringing that back. I'll update you later on when things happen.

on a geeky side, life has been kind of like this. something where if there's something wrong, you don't really know what it is, and you just do random crap to try to change it around.

http://xkcd.com/722/
All credit to Xkcd.com

song quote of the day:

"I'mma be what i set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly, and all those who look down on me, I'm tearing down your balcony"

-Eminem, "Not Afraid"

Now, if only I could fly...

The first post

Well, here it is. They say the first is always the hardest.

First off, let me explain the title.

My Name is Sinclair, and If you ask my parents why they named me that, they'll say "because it sounded good in French, and in English."

My friends and teachers call me Sinc. Delving deep into my history, in fourth grade, my math teacher called me "sinco" (well, cinco) I didn't like the spanish tone to it, so i just shortened it to "sinc," and it stuck.

My teamates at Ultimate call me Zinc. The coach is a chemistry teacher at the school, and he made the link between "sinc" and "zinc" almost instantly. he gives us element names for our jerseys. bet you can guess what i was!

You, my friend, can call me whatever. because this blog isn't about me, its about whatever. I might post what happened today here, i might post videos i thought were pretty neat. Maybe some pictures of me and my friends being stupid. endeavors with girls, math tests, poems, endeavors with girls, you get the picture.

I may just be a stupid teenager, but im a stupid teenager, with an age's worth of stuff to say. So read up (well, its really you're choice, but i don't know many people who just stare at text without reading it!)