Justin Bieber

Alright we all know who the singer ” song writer” is right? Hes that kid all the girls love and guys hate…. but to be honest I’m not much of a belieber.  I don’t mean to be rude but here are 3 reasons why I dislike Mr bieber

Number one: He is an ignorant if you ask me .  (if you don’t agree go into the the wonderful web and look it up) here an example of what I mean.

  • “I’d like to be an architect. That would be cool. I like drawing.” 

now I don’t know what was going on when he said this or if he was joking but something tells me he wasn’t and he truly meant what he said …oh Justin, NOW we cant forget the most resent comment “Hopefully she would have been a belieber.” (this was made after visiting the Anne Frank home) Maybe he didn’t mean it to sound as narcissistic as it did. But it was still an insensitive and ignorant comment that ruined an otherwise positive visit.

Number 2: I believe justin thinks he’s a hot shot and is from the African American descent (in other terms he thinks hes a gangster ). Now I don’t have a problem with the way people dress usually I mean its not my life to get into but seriously have you seen what the kid wears….. Its just dreadful.When I mean he things hes a gangeter I’m talking about the way he talks . Look up an interview with Justin and you will see what I’m talking about. He uses words such as “swag” and “aight.”Adding to his ignorance , bad grammar doesn’t help his case.

Number 3:  He has a huge ego and thinks hes the king of pop instead of Michael Jackson.  Don’t get me wrong being confident is good and have a small ego is good. Heck I think it’s healthy to have a bit of an ego but when you take it to this level it becomes annoying and well just rude. Yes Justin Bieber is huge now and he is very famous but thinking you’re better then a classic … let the adults decide that .

Justin is getting a bit to caught up in himself and is on a fast downward spiral …. He might even be the next Lindsay Lohan. Only time will tell I guess 

Okay for all those people who disagree or what not let me just say I do admit the kid has some good music that makes me wanna just get up and dance or sing along but his personality seems like crap. Yeah you’re right I don’t know him and I shouldn’t judge but being a human I cant help it. From what I have herd over all Justin seems like someone I would not like to be friends with or talk to .

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Shin Splints

If your an athlete you know the pains of the dreaded shin splints . Your Achilles tendon , the thing that stops you from doing what you love (besides a broken leg.)

While it may not be the worst injury, it may seem to be the worst because its doesn’t seem serious.  It deceives you into thinking you can but when you do, its like millions of knives stabbing you. You think you can run but when you actually try …it doesn’t go as planed.  Some people only feel em when actually exercising others when they have stopped. Either way the pain is located on the front lower leg.

I have had personal experience with shin splints it terrible and pretty heart breaking if you ask me. The pain and anguish doesn’t really come from the shin splint itself  it comes from the fact that you can no longer do what you love . Yeah it may only be for a while but still. As a runner I can tell you its our addiction to run, its the thing that makes us feel most alive, the thing that we cant live with out. Running to a runner is there stress reviler and a part of there life. (This is why when I hers about Boston and saw the picture or the runner who lost his leg I fell apart.)

Shinsplints aren’t the worst thing that can happen to you but they are the cause 13% of injures in runners.  Some things i recommend if you have them or you think you have them is to go see a doctor .. or if your like me and hate going to the doctor and your 99.9% you have em i recommend you ice your shins for about 20-30 min. Another thing you can do is Physical therapy. What ever you do don’t try to rush the healing prose’s it will only make it worse. (im not a doctor only a blogger /person with experience sooo the best thing to do is talk to a professional .

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Ironic

Hello people of the Internet ! Today’s post is brought to u by My Phone
I am currently in bed and have been in bed all day because I somehow managed to get strep… Yeaaa I don’t know how or why but I guess stuff happens .
During my day of from school I got to think (ALOT) I thought about how I rather be at school then here . How I was so bored and then I thought about how ironic it was that I wanted to be at school . I spend 90% of school time looking at the clock . I’m wanting to not be there and I’m hating my life ;but then now that I had a day off I’m thinking to myself “I wish I was in school ” . You see the irony don’t u ?
This make me wonder , why is it that we always want what we can’t have? Think about it , it’s true isn’t it ? What is it about the brain and makes us want the thing we gave up? Is it because we don’t have it laying around ready for us to use it or have it at any given time ,or is there a deeper meaning .
Now this may not be the case for some things . Like some things we pick or want and once we get them it’s done with . We no longer care about anything else and we are happy with our choices . Why is the grass almost always greener on the other side .

Love

SUNDAY POST!!

This post was inspired by resent events in my life. Love my dear friends is an amazing thing. It is the closest thing we have to magic and I believe this is why everyone wants it. Love is like a never ending race lets say like the hurdles. It starts so fast like a gun shot that starts the race, and then your off . At this point you’re are running your little heart out and you don’t notice anything around you.(in love terms this means your giving it your all and you don’t notice anything around you, that person is all you see or care about, no other person compares. )  Then comes the actual hurdles. As an athlete you come across your hurdle , you slow down, you jump over and you move on. The same thing happens with your loved one. You are moving along just fine but then you come across a problem, you slow down just a bit and then get over the problem and then move on. Like a race you come across more than one problem. Hey sometimes you might even knock the hurdle over but you keep running. Juts like in love, if you really love that person even if they make a big mistake you still love them (through thick and think right?) this race never ends but if you’re an athlete you know what i mean when i say it doesn’t matter . You enjoy it and you wouldn’t change it for anything (this is why you never see a runner quit after one race, they keep running)

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Happy National High Five Day!

Yup you herd me right today was national High Five day ! A high five is something that energizes people, gets them pumped and makes them feel better. When you give someone a high five i feel like you are TELLING SOMEONE GOOD JOB! YOU ARE DOING SOMETHING WRITE! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK.!

A group of students at the University of Virginia declared the first National High Five Day in 2002. Why you ask ? Well my answer to you is why not ! ( In all honestly I don’t know why they invented this day but oh well its a nice thing )  Why stop something that brings good! The national high five project (yes its real look it up if you think I’m lying) does many good things with the money they raise for example;In 2011, they used the holiday to raise money for a National High Five Day Scholarship, which was awarded to Brooke Adams — the winner of the NH5D essay contest and a freshman at the Florida Institute of Technology. In 2012 they had the National High-5-A-Thon For Cancer Research. Based on the model of a fun run or a dance-a-thon, almost 200 participants from 42 states gave high-fives all day on National High Five Day and raised more than $16,000 for five cutting-edge cancer research centers. n 2013, because of the tragic events at the Boston Marathon, National High Five Project is partnering with Boston-area mental health and physical therapy service providers to raise money for free services for victims of the bombings. That means every 5 $ will be donated to the project 5 minutes of physical therapy or mental health care for a victim of the senseless attack.

Most people don’t know about national high 5 day but judging what they are doing I think it will become popular…. I’m not a fortune teller there for could be wrong about all of this. I guess only time can tell

April 16

semicolon

Today April 16 everyone who self harms ,is depressed, anxiety ,is unhappy , going through a broken heart, just lost a loved one, etc. drew a semicolon on their wrist.

A semicolon represents a sentence an author could have ended , but chose not to.The author is the person and the sentence is their life . So if you saw anyone with a semicolon on their wrist just know they are going through a lot and you should supporter them.

Today I saw one girl with this on her wrist.. I have never seen or at least noticed her before  and I regret not saying anything….. I regret not telling her I’m proud of her , for fighting another day ,I regret not telling her that I care about her life….I may not know her but a life is a life and its important to care for all of them. Think about it ,out there, there is someone who cares about them and or loves them . Everyone has someone! I regret not telling her I’m her friend and she can talk to me .

Semicolon day was created so people know about other people and their lives and whats going on in that person’s life. Its saying something without having to have an awkward conversation. It’s almost a way to celebrate those people who fight every day. Its a way to remind people not to bully and that my friends is a great thing.

Squidwards Suicide

Sorry about not writing ion the blog peeps! I just haven’t been able to think of anything worthy to write about… or is it just laziness ….. maybe both but to be honest here its mostly the worthy thing. BUT ! finally i have remembered something really awesome I can write about.

Oh kay ! well to sum what this one is about ( if you haven’t noticed i like to make you read less ) We all know who Squidward is and if you don’t here’s a picture of him.Image

Lovely right & if you still are wonders who this guy is … you most likely not know what this is about but fine it interesting . (for you who who don’t know hes one of the characters in Spongebob Squarpants; a children’s show on Nickelodeon ) Now that that’s done and over with here’s whats up….So an intern at Nickelodeon Studios for a year back in 2005 was going over a new episode and what he saw was not what was expected ……(this is in his words )

wo other interns and I were in the editing room along with the lead animators and sound editors for the final cut. We received the copy that was supposed to be “Fear of a Krabby Patty,” and gathered around the screen to watch.

Now, given that everything isn’t finalized at that point, animators often put up a mock title card as a joke with phony, often times lewd, titles like “How Sex Doesn’t Work” instead of “Rock-a-by Bialve,” the episode where Spongebob and Patrick adopt a baby Sea Scallop. There’s nothing particularly funny except for a few work-related chuckles.

When we saw the title card “Squidward’s Suicide,” we didn’t think it was anything more than a morbid joke. One of the interns did a small throat laugh at it. The happy-go-lucky music played as normal.

The story began as many of them do: Squidward was practicing his clarinet, hitting a few sour notes like usual. We hear Spongebob laughing outside and Squidward stops, yelling at him to keep it down. He mentioned something about a concert that night he needed to practice for.

Spongebob complies and goes to see Sandy with Patrick. The bubbles splash screen comes up and it has cut to the ending of Squidward’s concert. This is where things begin to seem off, in a bad way.

While playing, a few frames repeat themselves and the sound doesn’t. At this point, sound is synched up with the animation, so that isn’t very common. When he stops playing, the sound finishes as if the skip never happened, too. There’s a slight murmuring in the crowd before everyone begins to boo him.

This wasn’t the normal cartoon booing that’s common in the show. You could clearly hear malice in it. Squidward was in full frama nd looked visibly afraid. The shot cut to the crowd, with Spongebob in center frame. He, too, is booing. It was very much unlike him. However, that wasn’t the oddest thing.

The oddest thing was that everyone had hyper-realistic eyes. They were very detailed. They weren’t shots of real people’s eyes, but something a bit more real than CGI. The pupils were red, too. Some of us looked at each other, obviously confused, but since we weren’t the writers we didn’t question its appeal to children…yet.

The shot cuts to Squidward as he sat on the edge of his bed, looking forlorn. The view out of his porthole window was of a night sky, so it probably wasn’t very long after the concert.

At this point, there was no sound. There was LITERALLY no sound. There wasn’t even feedback from the speakers in the room. It was as if the speakers were turned off, though their status showed them working perfectly.

Squidward simply sat there, blinking, in this silence for about thirty seconds until he began to sof softly. He put his tentacles over his eyes and cried quietly for a full minute more, all the while a sound in the background slowly growing from nothing to barely audible. It sounded like a slight breeze through a forest.

The screen slowly began to zoom in on his face. By slowly, I mean it was only noticeable if you look at shots ten seconds apart side by side. His sobbing got louder and louder, more full of hurt and anger.

The screen twitched for a split second, as if it twisted in on itself, before returning to normal. The wind-through-the-trees sound slowly got louder and louder – more severe, too – as if a storm was brewing somewhere.

The eerie part was that this sound and Squidward’s sobbing sounded real. It was as if the sound wasn’t coming from the speakers, but as if the speakers were holes the sound was coming through from the other side. As good quality as the studio likes to have, they don’t purchase the equipment to be good enough to produce sound of that quality.

Below the sound of the wind and sobbing was something that sounded like faint laughing. It came at odd intervals and never lasted more than a second, so you had a hard time pinning it. After 30 seconds of this, the screen blurred and twitched vilently as something flashed over the screen like a subliminal image.

The lead animation editor paused and rewound frame by frame. What was saw was horrible.

It was a still photo of a dead child. He couldn’t have been more than six years old. His face was mangled and bloodied. One eye was popped out and dnagling over his upturned face. he was naked, down to his underwear, and his stomach was crudely cut open with his entrails lying beside him.

He was lying on some pavement. The most upsetting part was there was the shadow of the photographer visible. There was no cripe tape, no evidence bags or markers, and the angle was completely off for a shot designed to be evidence. It would seem the photographer was the person responsible for the child’s death.

We were, of course, mortified. However, we pressed on, hoping it was just a sick joke. The screen flipped back to Squidward, still sobing. He was louder than before and only half of his body was in the frame. There was no what appeared to be blood running down his face from his eyes.

The blood was also done in a hyper-realistic style. It looked as if you touched it, you’d get blood on your fingers. The wind sounded as if it were a gale blowing through a forest. There were even snapping sounds of branches.

The laughing, a deep baritone, lasted longer and came more frequently. After about twenty seconds, the screen again twisted and showed another single-frame photo.

The editor was reluctant to go back, as we all were, but we knew he had to. This time, the photo was that of what appeared a little girl no older than the first child. She was lying on her stomach, her barrettes in a pool of blood next to her. Her left eye, too, was popped out and she was naked except for underpants. Her entrails were piled on top of her above a crude cut along her back.

Again, the body on the street and the photographer’s shadow was visible. It was very similar in shape and size to the first. I had to choke back vomit and one intern, the only female in the room, ran out.

The show resumed. About five seconds after this second photo, all sound stopped like it was when this scene started. Squidward put his tentacles down and his eyes were done in a hyper-realistic style like the others in the beginning of the episode.

They were bleeding, bloodshot and pulsating. He stared at the screen, as if watching the viewer. After ten seconds, he started sobbing. This time, he wasn’t covering his eyes at all.

The sound was piercing and loud. The most fear-inducing part of all of this was his sobbing. It was mixed in with screams. Tears and blood were dripping down Squidward’s face at a heavy rate.

The wind sound came back and so did the deep-voiced laughing. The next still photo lasted for a good five frames. The animator was able to stop it on the fourth and backed up.

This time, the photo was of a boy about the same age as other children, but the scene was different. The entrails were just being pulled out from a stomach wound by a large hand. The boy’s right eye was popped and dangling with blood trickling down it. The animator proceeded. The next was different, though we couldn’t tell how.

He went to the next after that, and it was the same thing. He went back to the first and played them quicker. I lost it, vomiting on the floor. The animating and sound editors were gasping at the screen.

The file frames were not as if they were five different photos. They were played out as if they were frames from a video. We saw the hand slowly lift out the guts, we saw the kid’s eyes focus on it, and we even saw two frames of him beginning to blink.

The lead sound editor told us to stop. He had to call in the creator to see it. Mr. Hillenburg arrived within fifteen minutes. He was confused as to why he was called down there, so the editor continued the episode.

Once the few frames were shown, all sound again stopped. Squidward was staring at the viewer, his entire face in the frame, for about three seconds. The shot quickly panned out and that deep voice said, “DO IT.” The next thing we see is a shotgun in Squidward’s hands.

He immediately puts the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger. Realistic blood and brain matter splattered the wall and bed behind him. He flies back from the force. The last five seconds of the episode show his body on the bed, on his side, with one eye dangling on what’s left of his head above the floor, staring blankly at it. The episode ends there.

Mr. Hillenburg was obviously angry about it. He demanded to know what the hell was going on. Most people left the room at that point, so it was just a handful of us to watch it again. Viewing the episode twice only served to imprint the entirety of it into my mind and caused me horrible nightmares. I’m sorry I stayed.

The only theory we could think of was that someone in the chain from the drawing studio to here edited the file. The CTO was called into analyze when it happened. The analysis of the file did show it was edited over by new material.

However, the timestamp of it happening was a mere 24 seconds before we began viewing it. All equipment involved was examined for foreign software and hardware, as well as glitches – as if the time stamp may have glitched and showed the wrong time – but everything checked out fine.

We don’t know what happened and, to this day, nobody does. There was a police investigation due to the nature of the photos, but nothing came of it. No child seen was identified and no clues were gathered from the data involved or physical clues in the photos.

Yea WHAT THE HECK when I first read this I didn’t really understand what was going on so being the little investigator I am I went online and found the “video to this” I’m not to sure if its the real one but anyways…. I also don’t know if this is true or something some sick twisted crazy person came up with but here’s that..(this video is most likely not the real one but its a creepy interpretation. The actual video was on youtube but was removed because obviously it was too vulgar.