A massive 8.8 magnitude earthquake hit the Pacific Ocean nearby Northeastern Japan at around 2:46pm on March 11 (JST) causing damage with blackouts, fire and tsunami.
Friday, March 11, 2011
please pray for Japan.
According to Google,
Please pray for the people affected and try to help in any way possible.
Monday, March 7, 2011
3 minute brownies.
Today, there was nothing to eat in our fridge.
So I decided to make something instead.
AKA, I threw a few ingredients into a mug and microwaved it.
Here's the recipe for 3 Minute Brownies:
Ingredients:
4 tbsp flour
4 tbsp sugar
2 tbsp cocoa (Add an extra tsp if you're using hot cocoa mix)
1 egg
3 tbsp milk
3 tbsp oil
1.) Mix the flour, sugar, and cocoa together in the mug.
2.) Spoon in the egg.
3.) Pour in the milk and oil, and mix well.
4.) Put the mug with the ingredients into the microwave for 3 minutes.
5.) Let it cool and enjoy!
It actually tasted pretty good.
** I got the recipe from here.
So I decided to make something instead.
AKA, I threw a few ingredients into a mug and microwaved it.
Here's the recipe for 3 Minute Brownies:
Ingredients:
4 tbsp flour
4 tbsp sugar
2 tbsp cocoa (Add an extra tsp if you're using hot cocoa mix)
1 egg
3 tbsp milk
3 tbsp oil
1.) Mix the flour, sugar, and cocoa together in the mug.
2.) Spoon in the egg.
3.) Pour in the milk and oil, and mix well.
4.) Put the mug with the ingredients into the microwave for 3 minutes.
5.) Let it cool and enjoy!
It actually tasted pretty good.
** I got the recipe from here.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
some people just shouldn't write books.
You've probably heard of the reality TV show Jersey Shore. If you haven't, it's 45 minutes of watching spray-tanned teenagers yelling, hooking up, going to the gym, and partying.
And now a star member of this show has written a book.
Snooki's book "A Shore Thing" was released on Jan. 4, 2011.
That's ridiculous.
From what I read on Amazon, it's about this girl and her cousin, who go to Jersey Shore for the summer. They both meet boys and have drama and then everything works out. The end.
It's hard to make your writing reality.
JK Rowling wrote the first words of Harry Potter on a dinner napkin.
Stephen King had to use multiple pen names to get his books published.
I think that books should be meaningful.
They should have depth and at least have a message in it.
But then Snooki rolls on in, and produces a shiny book with her face on the cover.
That's just...
I can't even put the proper words to describe what I'm feeling right now.
Ugh.
Stop Snooki.
Just stop.
And now a star member of this show has written a book.
Snooki's book "A Shore Thing" was released on Jan. 4, 2011.
That's ridiculous.
From what I read on Amazon, it's about this girl and her cousin, who go to Jersey Shore for the summer. They both meet boys and have drama and then everything works out. The end.
It's hard to make your writing reality.
JK Rowling wrote the first words of Harry Potter on a dinner napkin.
Stephen King had to use multiple pen names to get his books published.
I think that books should be meaningful.
They should have depth and at least have a message in it.
But then Snooki rolls on in, and produces a shiny book with her face on the cover.
That's just...
I can't even put the proper words to describe what I'm feeling right now.
Ugh.
Stop Snooki.
Just stop.
Friday, March 4, 2011
creative writing and my childhood.
Did you guys ever do a writing assignment when you were younger (Like first or second grade) and you had to extend a certain phrase into a story?
So basically, the phrase could be something like "The chicken..."
And then you'd extend it to a story involving chickens.
I was always really good at that.
Whenever we got this assignment, I would go way over-the-top and craft a novel that normally involved humans being eaten, flying things, and a Revolutionary War.
My teacher would never know how to respond to these.
Quite frankly, I think she was a little disturbed.
So basically, the phrase could be something like "The chicken..."
And then you'd extend it to a story involving chickens.
I was always really good at that.
Whenever we got this assignment, I would go way over-the-top and craft a novel that normally involved humans being eaten, flying things, and a Revolutionary War.
My teacher would never know how to respond to these.
Quite frankly, I think she was a little disturbed.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
a tribute to dorks, nerds and geeks.
Cause they're misunderstood, but still awesome.
**Beware of light swearing in the song.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
how pokemon changed my life.
Pokemon is my life.
I'm a dork. I know.
When I was in first grade, those Pokemon card games were what we all played because we lived in a very rural area and we had nothing else to do. (I would pass about four farms on my way to school.)
I remember watching all the cool fifth graders play it on the playground at recess.
There was always a huge crowd around them, filled with jealous kids who's parents wouldn't buy them the Pokemon card packs at Walmart.
I watched the fifth graders every single day.
Eventually, there was always a space reserved for me.
It was like a VIP seat and it was great.
Of course, I owned a few cards of my own.
But they were the ones nobody wanted. It became routine for kids I've never seen before come up to me and give me all the ones they didn't want.
They were normally weak Pokemon like Magikarp and Caterpie.
But sometimes, I would get some a Charizard or Articuno from those who felt bad for me.
One day where I challenged this fifth grader to a battle. It was really scary, because James (That was his name) was twice my height and had really big muscles.
The whole school heard about my epic challenge, and gathered around the playground to watch.
AND I BEAT HIM.
It was the happiest moment in my life.
And more than eight years later, I still remember that.
A few weeks ago, I found James on Facebook.
He rejected my friend request.
I guess he still remembers that day too.
I'm a dork. I know.
When I was in first grade, those Pokemon card games were what we all played because we lived in a very rural area and we had nothing else to do. (I would pass about four farms on my way to school.)
I remember watching all the cool fifth graders play it on the playground at recess.
There was always a huge crowd around them, filled with jealous kids who's parents wouldn't buy them the Pokemon card packs at Walmart.
I watched the fifth graders every single day.
Eventually, there was always a space reserved for me.
It was like a VIP seat and it was great.
Of course, I owned a few cards of my own.
But they were the ones nobody wanted. It became routine for kids I've never seen before come up to me and give me all the ones they didn't want.
They were normally weak Pokemon like Magikarp and Caterpie.
But sometimes, I would get some a Charizard or Articuno from those who felt bad for me.
One day where I challenged this fifth grader to a battle. It was really scary, because James (That was his name) was twice my height and had really big muscles.
The whole school heard about my epic challenge, and gathered around the playground to watch.
AND I BEAT HIM.
It was the happiest moment in my life.
And more than eight years later, I still remember that.
A few weeks ago, I found James on Facebook.
He rejected my friend request.
I guess he still remembers that day too.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
something's wrong with this picture.
In English, we wrote poems about something in our life that was important.
Everyone talked about the beach or a sport.
I wrote about bagels.
Everyone talked about the beach or a sport.
I wrote about bagels.
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