I’m Extremely White

From spice tolerance to the complexity of my skin I am one of the whitest guys I know. For the record, I am aware of the ease in my life that being an upper-middle-class white male gives me in life. I find that some of the main things that affect me in a different way than someone of the same age and class but nonwhite male are the way that I am looked at in almost every aspect of my life. I don’t have a rough time with people most of the time even when I’m doing things that are somewhat illegal. For example, I go into town most weekends and sometimes I partake in a little bit of trespassing and just look somewhat shady sometimes and I’ve never been arrested or even questioned. There is only one encounter with the police that I can remember that I have had and it was extremely pleasant. One of the nights that I was out in town with some friends we decided to play bike tag at night. If you don’t know what bike tag is, it is exactly what it sounds like, but every time you stop biking you have to check snap maps to give the seeker an advantage by being able to see your recent locations. Continuing to the story, a couple of cops pulled over me and like two of my friends that were playing and asked us if we were yelling and egging houses, (we were not) so we told them that we weren’t and that we had seen a different group of kids doing so. They just believed us and let us go with no further questioning, and it makes me wonder if my friends or I were to be people of color would we have been asked more into it.

Aside from the police treating me in a possibly different way, I fall into the category of white people that are horrible with any spicy food. Some spicy food I can handle, but anything past like Chile Verde and I will tear up a little bit. I know that that sounds like such a baby thing but I just don’t find myself eating high spice foods often, I know that there are white people that love spice. I just am not that white guy. I do season my food with more than just salt though, so I’m not a monster that doesn’t know how to season his food.

I’d say that I’m somewhat tan, like not enough where it’s like dang he’s tan, but enough that I’m not like paper. That is why I am so white but not necessarily physically the whitest person ever.

source: The Guardian

Wilson Hops On

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The frog, snow-white, hopped peacefully from rock to rock, not knowing what he was destined for. That would change, soon. The gods came down angrily daring to catch Wilson, the snow-white frog. He leapt under mountains and into valleys, yet the gods were persistent alternating terrain to capture this chosen frog. And catch Wilson they did, he struggled croaking in fear pleading to his captors but to no avail. They carried him out of the sacred grotto, Wilson believed himself to be a dead frog, a frog that would croak to early. Instead the gods set Wilson down via a golden sliver of light and simply said “ hop on.”

World of Ice and Snow.

I used to dream about a world of ice and snow, everything in there is made of shiny ice and snowflakes. I thought it would never be true, until I saw the beauty of Harbin.

Harbin is a city located in Northeastern China, it is the capital of Heilongjiang Province. Harbin is most famous of its view of ice and snow, and it is called “the Ice City Harbin” by the world.

Due to the geological location of the city, Harbin gets really cold in the winters. The temperature is usually around -30ºC(about -22ºF), but this year is especially cold, and the temperature went all the way to -35ºC(about -31ºF). With this freezing weather, ice and snow is able to get on the stage.

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Defeated Again

Once I again I walked off of another teams field not feeling the great feeling of victory

This past weekend the team traveled up to Los Olivos, CA to compete against the Dunn Earwigs on their parents weekend, just as we did last year.

We went into the game with high hopes, and a new play series that we had worked on all week.

We arrived at the school, and right of the bat the day was not going as planned.

Somehow the ball bag was left back at school, some 2 hours away.

We did not have our own game balls, or our own kicking tee.

We put that aside and made do, and went into our pre game routine of bananas, pretzels, and stretching.

Our Defensive Coordinator John Wickenhaeuser had dome some research that bananas and pretzels before a game does the body good if that comment seemed a little odd.

During our warm ups that same nauseous feeling returned, and I was once again off my game.

I even tried to take medicine to make this feeling go away, but it is clear that it is nerves, and I just need to be hit a few times so that I don’t think about it as much.

When the game started Dunn quickly scored their first touchdown, and we weren’t too worried, that happens in the game of football.

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THIS IS WAR!

02-10-2011;War has been declared in the Upper wings of the girls dorm in Ojai Valley School. All girl dormers, take note.

I am currently engaged in a war. A video war that is.

Last night, my friend Madisen Demery and her roommate Joanna Degroof pulled my roommate and I out of our room after study hall into their room. They opened their laptops to show us a video of them dancing to Hannah Montana‘s Party in the U.S.A (click to watch the actual music video). My roommate and I were not impressed. However, they were smiling, enjoying themselves. What they didn’t know was that they had informally declared war with their amateur video.

My roommate and I split from the two girls, and two crews had formed. A music video battle had begun. We ran into the rooms, dressed up as ridiculously as we could with huge necklaces, matching white hats, and nerd glasses, and danced to the song, I believe in Miracles by Hot Chocolate (click on link to watch the video).

We tore apart our dresser and found matching white tee’s (cuz we are so G dawg) and wrote on them. At this moment, I believe that we will win. We will make the best music videos and win this war.

Watch out Maddie and Joanna.

She’s a Beauty

She is a beauty. Her skin is a flawless, radiant white. Sometimes she is shy and shields her lips but sometimes she is bold, and opens her mouth; a striking red is revealed. She is all looks and she is all brains. She can make precise calculations and she will never be lost. She is a good listener, very obedient, and will do what she is told. But boy oh boy, can she sing. She can belt out notes at the top of her lungs, and she can hum a tune. Her voice is one that makes her peers quiver with envy. She is very athletic, she can run fast and she can run with grace. She is talented. She is perfect. She is the car of my dreams.

BMW 335i red leather

The BMW 335i hardtop convertible is the car for me. Just the other day, I was setting up an appointment for my behind-the-wheel test at the DMV, and I was thinking about my future car. Only one car came to mind.

A year ago, while I was walking through a BMW dealership, a certain hardtop convertible had caught my eye and stole my heart.

MBW 335i top going down

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