the doctors out, but i know something!

I'm back! So, first off CGF was a blast! I had so much fun and i'm sorry for everyone that didn't go at least once. so I'm going to go in chronological order. First thing I learned was really just a reminder. In Maine when you FINALLY think you know what's going to happen with the weather it will turn around and quickly tell you who's boss. Everyone I saw there was ready for 50-60 degrees and breezy, It's Maine in September! there can be a frost any day! but no. instead we got three day of glorious 75-80 degree weather! days clouds came and went over the weekend, some vary large that seemed to last most of the second day, other unnoticeable on the scorching sunny Sunday. I personally brought no shorts, and only one t-shirt. so it was a rather warm sweaty weekend for me. Second thing is that the most  of the people volunteering not only want to be there, but love being there and what they do there. The mums, dads, grandma, and grandpas in the k...

     Alright, so in "Neo-hippie" I talked about my solar panel a little, but my tablet and phone don't just plug into the solar panel magically. One of the great things about the  Goal0 Nomad 7  is the little power box, it has three outputs, one for a Goal0 power pack, a standard USB, and a small outlet that's 12V to use the provided car adapter. For my phone i can just use one of the many USB cords around the house.  My Xoom on the other hand required a special car charger cause it charges at 12V and is to powerful for a little 5V USB. If you go to bestbuy, staples, or motorola.com they wanna charge you almost $30 bucks.        I make almost minimum wage, no way do i wanna shell out that much, so i go to google shopper and lo and behold, Motorola Xoom car charger , for $15 on amazon, not only that but i got a "used" one for seven bucks, so a quarter of moto's price and it still had the original box.      Anyways, A...

     In today's world technology is everywhere, my phone is more powerful then my dads whole computer lab. At the moment I'm sitting in a cafè typing away on my motorola xoom      Growing up I had two major factions in my life. My dad, the geek, and my mum the hippe. Between learning how to solder and how computers work I would be running bare foot with my friends in the woods. Now, this has me in a kinda conflict, do I use my gadgets all day to try and conquer the chaotic, busy world of the 21st century? or do I try to find achieve inner peace in the shade of a pine tree? If the world was black and white I could choose one of those. It's not. I have to balance both, I must achieve inner peace in a chaotic world.      Which brings me to neo-hippie's . The new hippies.      Now, I thought came to this conclusion for two reasons, one, neo- , means new, or revived a kind of second coming of the 1960 hippies. two...

Remember when you were one? Me nether... i do remember being seven and climbing mt. everest with my five year old sister. just as we got to the top an avalanche started! out of nowhere mum showed up in a helicopter and told us to get off the top of the couch and put the pillows and blankets back on the couch... whatever she ment by that... when I was ten I created the first completely self aware machine out of my Lego robotics set, I won the Nobel prize for being a genius and engineering and robot making. It was a good year... until my robot couldn't take all the fame and jumped off the table, I couldn't save him. At fourteen three major event started, puberty, I started raiding tombs... and her... Lara croft... the only other person as good looking and gifted in all things awesome as myself... it was made to be... then some big hole showed up and tricked her into running away him, now they traffic children into the United States. Today I was on blackboard working o...

Alright, the jig is up. At the moment I work at Tim Hortons. Basically there isn't anything I don't do there. I work the floor, take care of orders, file invoices, and a plethora of other things. I have a dirty secret though, because I am only aloud to legally be on the clock for 24hrs/wk and I have more then 24 hours of work to do I have to take some home... but I get paid hourly. So anything I do at home is basically donation... I'm not that giving though... so to get my time paid off I take a bagel! At $2.02 a shot it... doesn't even pay for an hours work... but its something yea? anyways, back to the bagels! we have delicious ones! Sundried Tomato Asiago Parm, A savory bagel with tomato, garlic & herbs, asiago & parmesan cheese. Maple Cinnamon French Toast, A sweet bagel baked with cinnamon and maple syrup. Topped with a buttery cinnamon crumble. Mixed Berry, A sweet bagel filled with blueberries, cranberries, raspberries and blackberries. Topped wi...

Thus begins my senior year in high school. First off I'm starting with psychology and algebra. Nether of which I'm excited for, but like everything else in life I'll give it 100%. I'm more concerned for psychology then algebra, from last semester I heard it's more writing intensive. I'm not a bad writer, just a slow one. Even this small post has taken me almost ten minutes... now imagine having to produce ten full pages of academic grade material about how peoples minds work.... it's a daunting task for for me, algebra is simply trial and error, I get it wrong, learn from the mistakes and then I move on to the next objective. But now it's time for coffee, reading, thinking, more coffee, analizing, contemplating, even more coffee, letters with identity problems, and then finally caffeine jitters before bed.

Generation X, generation of my father, my mother, my uncles, aunts, and many of my friends. This is blogger though, it's all about me so to speak, so what am I? I am generation Y. In theory generation X is the beginning of the end. For the most part I agree, I see my peers becoming absolutely useless, spending their days begging for money from the state, family, friends, and giving nothing out. Choosing drugs, alcohol, and "fun" over their illigitimate children, the final generation. So where am I? A rare place, the time and place where worlds are made, lives are changed, and the future of man is decided....