ALL THIS TALK

of viruses--and now im getting all the stupid symptoms. Dare I describe everything I've seen in those Bio videos????? I think not!!!!

Gross.

I blame it on my two buds Empress P. and Essentially B. OMGSH!

P+B+J= PB&J!!!!!

{[(as you may have noticed, i get excited over the most trivial things)]} 

haha i can't wait to tell you guys that at school :) 

Anyways, things have not changed the least bit in Bio 11. Other then the fact Mr. Crow gave us one HUMONGO flipping, overbearing textbook. NO DOUBT containing orotund ideas!!! 

The pompous deliverance of society. Boy, I tell you. 

Onward~~~!

In English we are studying sonnets of war by Rupert Brooke. Fascinating writer. I may have curious reasons to why I think his writings to be acutely bright in their truth, but I admire the sense of passion and valour. 

We're also in the midst of discussing how war can be honourable...why it's honourable. I won't discuss the matter of my opinions here (because I'm going to write a couple paragraphs on it for homework) but I will say that I do admire the idea even though the thought of war is just to prey upon the resources of vain nature.  Despite all the rage had in opposition to what we do not have, it is quite amenable: the bravery shown for one's country against all odds for the rights of freedom--that display of such patriotism is what I find to be quite reputable.....respectable....

Maybe I'll have the ounce of intrepid dignity to share my opinions during class this time.....

Memo: I shall be trying a new beverage at Starbucks on Thursday....

Soy Green Tea Latte? or a Tazo Passion?

Memo #2: RESIST ALL TEMPTATION OF GETTING A CAFE AMERICANO, JAZZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

gosh. it'll be hard :P :D

"Ambition should be made of sterner stuff."
~William Shakespeare 


~Jazzy

The Contagion of Biology 11.

Ew.
Sometimes biology just provides WAY too much information.
We are learning about viruses.
Grooooosssssss.
Could a bio teacher be any more vivid? The videos he's picked! I mean--MY WORD.
The sneezes do NOT need to be perceivable.
And who knew that these human-mites were teeming amongst the pores of our noses?!
Why can't we look through fancy microscopes revealing leaf cells and dead epidermis? [For the sake of keeping everyone anonymous, I shall call this teacher, Mr. Crow.]
No doubt I am going to write an anonymous note to him about the amount of energy he puts into his "colloquy." :P

Oh well.
I'm sure eventually all these T4 Bacteriophages, viruses, prophages, lytic infections and lysogenic infections will come in handy.

Just watch. I'm going to end up indoctrinating people during some point of my life, about the viruses in this world. 
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In other news:

I still haven't run. Don't get me wrong: I walk like, everywhere. But....I have not gone for a 20 minute run.
Instead I'm sitting here penetrating insight while you, just as well as me, are sitting on your bee-hind reading the superficial words coming out of my mouth, zonking through my brain, electrifying my fingers, which are typing out statements that are futile and, some of which, fictitious.

"Out of the jaws of death"
-William Shakespeare

Signing off,
Jazee.

p.s. I figured, in case you haven't noticed, that I'd end with a Shakespeare quote after each blog this week. :)
However, the quote bearer shall change every week, all in accordance to who influences me.

Truth Be Told

Have you ever ridden in a Chevy Silverado "94? Well if you haven't , I must inform you,

that there is no CD player.

Unless of course it has been installed.

Which, in our case, it hasn't. 

So, it's raining cats and dogs...and we're riding in the truck, and I decide to pull out my tapes :D 

Of course it was a Brian Adams tape :P

You know, I have never ever ever never ever in my life at any point loved this singer. His voice abrades my ear drums.

Okay.

It used to.

But this brings me to my say,

Shakespeare, Brian Adams, and I all have one thing in common.

:D

The same opinions....for the most part...

See. Have you not noticed? 

The meaning of "I love you" has definitely changed over the past few decades. 

Shakespeare would go to the ends of the world to express the elocution of those three words. To him, love was eternal.

Brian Adams....well....go listen to his songs. You'll see what I mean. He's pretty much the modern Shakespeare.

And then there's me who pretty much disagrees with the world's terms these days. 

Today:

boy meets girl.

"i love you"

two weeks later

"i hate you"

and it's over. 

The End.

No more No less. Much more then that, they're only like, 12.

It's like nobody knows the true meaning of the word anymore. 

It's everywhere.

Families.

Friends.

Every kind of relationship. 

What will it take for people to realize Shakespeare had it goin' on when he said,

"Love is not love, which alters when it alteration finds."

Smiles and Cherry Faces

So I have this secret belief.... :)

That sparkles, glowing amidst the dusk....

That rainbows, cowering over the world at dawn...

Maybe...maybe there's more to it.

Have you ever gone to the store and bought a bottle of bubbles? :) Don't say no. That's a treacherous deceitful move to make.

How bout the ice-cream flavoured ones? Mint? :) If you haven't, you should. I don't care how gray-haired and grizzled you are. Be fearless and buy some. :)

Well...back to my "tête-à-tête." 

Blowing these bubbles....well like I said....maybe there's more to it. :)

What if all these magical moments add up to fairies dazzled in pixie dust. 

I know.

But hey, I'm the kid who never once believed in Santa Clause. 

I never believed in the Tooth Fairy, odd enough.

I didn't know up until last year what in the world the sand man was....or whoever.

And...well...I guess fairies are the one thing I've always had a pining for. 

:) Whether you believe me or not....whether I believe myself or not...

I hope I made your day just a little more dreamier...in knowing life can conceal beauties of the Earth that not every eye may see. 

"To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man."

~William Shakespeare