Ahhh-CHOO!!!! (part two!)

Ahhh-CHOO part two? Is this proof that i'm insane that i come up with such astrange post name? Nope, i just remembered at least part of what it was i wanted to blog about. Well, two things. First of all is this, i mentioned that i am now all officially signed up for the S.A.T. but i did not mention that i am also getting everyday the "S.A.T. question of the day" E-mailed to me, to give me a chance to practice so that i can have an unfair advantage and kick everyone elses butt. It may not be a competition to you, but too me...DIE SCUM! I SHALL DESTROY ALL S.A.T. QUESTIONS THAT DARE OPPOSE ME! MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! As you can see this, along with my cold, is making me slightly insane. Another thing that i wanted to mention is that i am moving up in the world. My circle of online friends i have never met and mostly likely never will is growing! The excitement. First there was Acumenious with his hilarious videos that made me think of me if i was a vlogger rather than a blogger. And now there is is Jammyone! He made two very cool Advent Rising videos and agrees that they should definitely hurry up and make 2 and 3! DEATH TO THE SEEKERS! He has also agreed to send me one of the videos because it is so darn cool that i want to have personal copy in case the earth suddenly blows up(Although if earth does blow up it is doubtful i will survive because despite all my best attempts i am still neither a cyborg space fighter dude nor a super powerful ninja from Japan...sigh....). But really i just think it's the best video i've ever seen, but that's mostly because i am both an Advent Rising and a Hoobastank fan. The best of both worlds! Anyway, if you're bored and want to check out the video click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ldqitLATKM Anyway, i've wasted enough time. I must go now. Cya!

Ahhh-CHOO!!!!

I'm sick! As in a bad cold. I've been sneezing all day. And to make it worse my brother, sister and mother are sick too and since my dad had an officers meeting today i was stick wiping everyone elses nose aswell as my own. I'm sick of being sick! And i've only been sick since yesterday! Ugh. Anyway, i feel as if i actually had something worth blogging about before i sat down a minute ago, but i can't remember what it is now. But i do have at least one thing of interest to blog about. I have found my true love. You see her in that picture there? No, not the red head. Next to him. Anni...In an attempt to get my fussy brother to shut up we put on Laste Ekraan (a kid's show) and i noticed something. Anni is gourgous! So i have now officially found my true love. I just have to get rid of that annoying Tom....And then there's also the fact that she spends all her time coloring and playing with stuffed animals...never mind, i think i'll look for a new girl. So sad...Anyway, i hate it when this happens! I tottally had something to blog about! And now i forgot! Jeeze! Or should i spell it "Geeze"? Whatever. I'm sick and tired. I'll probbaly think of whatever it was i wanted to blog about it and blog about it later. Anyway, Cya.

P.S. By the way, after i tottally insulted the color pink i realized something. Matt Champ isn't the only guy with a pink tie! I have on too, but it's like pink and black checked. So as long as it has some black it's still cool. Anyway, just wanted to throw in that pointlessness. Cya!

Trouble in Tallinn...And all blog about other thing so as to not be too depressing.

"Estonia removes monument, riots ensue..."
"Fresh clashes over Estonia statue..."
"Riots in Estonia after memorial removed..."

That doesn't sound good. I'm glad i went and got pictures before the trouble started. If i had been one day later...bad. Anyway, this is quite upsetting. There has been rioting here in Tallinn, thankfully not near the corps or my house, but still. This isn't exatly a good situation for a city to be in. Everyone's stressed. Everyone's taking sides. I'm taking the third side of peace and love (i'm like a hippy!) but very few are on my side (like a hippy...). And very few people i know are being very smart about, they either want to join in the rioting or they want to go watch it. Idiots. This is the biggest unrest in Estonia since they gained independence from Russia and people call that exciting?! Sick. I'm not too happy about the amount of stupidity floating around. What are people hoping to gain? The soldier has already been removed (which is part of the problem, the Estonian government had promised it would stay until some Russian holdiay...) and so now it's just pure destruction for the sake of destruction. Destruction for destruction's sake is stupid. And Russia is considering cutting off diplomatic relations to Estonia...All this over a bunch of rock, bronze and a few 60 year old unkown corpses! I understand the feelings of those on both sides but really, is this really worth the response it's getting? I don't think so. I doubt the family of the person who got killed think so. I doubt the owners of all the stores that got looted think so. I hope those 30 some idiots sitting in jail right now think so. I mean i kind of understand the feelings of the rioters too, all the drunk young guys with dreams of guts and glory. I mean when i walked out of the house yesterday i had dreams of glory too, like if a riot broke out i could save the life of some gourgous young lady who would then fall madly in love with her hero...Either that or not. But of course i don't pass by the trouble area on my way to the corps so i had no chance to save any girls. So sad...But seriously. There would be some so called "glory" in saving some damsel in distress. But in throwing rocks and bottles? In attacking police? In looting stores? NO! What's with that? Do these people have no brain? No conscience? It sickens and saddens me. Anyway, Tallinn has done a very smart thing and put a ban on alchohol sales. Which will keep a few people sober. But the places (and i'm sure there will be many) willing to sell illegally and the people who stocked up before the ban went into effect...Well, let's hope for the best. The only bad thing is that now homeless guys and other people desperate enough to get drunk will drink firestarter stuff. And that will kill a big hunk of them. Not good...Not good at all...

Anyway, despite all the junk that's been happening in the city some very good things have been happening to me personally. One of them being that i am now officially signed up for the S.A.T. which actually may be a good or a bad thing. It may mean that i've sealed my fate as an idiot by agreeing to take a test that will prove it, or it mayb mean that once and for i can prove to myself that i'm not an idiot. Because i'm always the hardest critic to please. And i always think i'm an idiot. So 50/50 chance let's hope i don't wind up and idiot. And in signing up the S.A.T. i decided on which 4 colleges i am mainly interested in applying too. Unless something comes up in the next year i will apply to Asbury College in Kentucky, Houghton College in New York, Thomas More College in New Hampshire, and St. John's College in Maryland. Scary to think that finally after around 2 or 3 years of getting mountains of college material in the mail which i've had to sift through to finally narrow it down to these 4. Scary top to think eventually i'm going to have to leave what feels to me as comparatively safe (I'd rather be in Tallinn with rioters then going off to college. College is scary) to go off to something new. So anyway, i feel quite happy about the choices i've made, and feel very happy that i've finally made them and stopped putting it off.

And another good thing that happened is that i sat down for about 15 minutes this morning and did something i've been dying to do. I have about 4 months worth of reminders in my phone. Half of which i haven't done. So i went through them this morning and moved them all to today. So now i will blog about the things that have been written in my phone for far too long. Have you ever heard the anti-gay slogan "God created Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve"? Well there is something i would like point out about this that is totally wrong. God did create Steve! Not at the same time as Adam, but God did create Steve! And definitely not to be in any relationship other than friendship/brotherhood, but still, God did create Steve. I just wanted to clarify that, because no one else could create Steve. So God did create Steve just later. And something that i have wanted to say for a LOOOONG time is this: PINK IS NOT MANLY!!! I've heard so many sayings about the color pink. "Pink is manly. Pink is the new black. Pink is an annoying singer." I've heard it all! And i say NO!! Pink is not manly color. I hate it when i'm walking around and i see these two guys (you notice there's always two, i'm getting a bit of a "Adam and Steve" vibe...) dressed all in pink. Pink hats. Pink pants. Pink shirts. DISGUSTING! It's just not right. Pink is a girly color. It looks cute on girls. But on guys...no. And to the saying the "Pink is the new Black" i just have to say no, never, not in a million years. Black is cool. Cool guys wear black. I wear black all the time. Pink will never replace black. But i have noticed that pink and black is an exquisite combination on many girls...

And one final thing i want to do is tell a story about how much i love the Estonian police and how much they love me. I tell this because the Estonian police are dealing with a lot right now. And i respect them for using rubber bullets. If it were me i'd be very tempted to say "They were foolish enough to challenge my superior might, and for that they must die" So i respect their self-control. Anyway, this story may get either my friend Sarah or my friend Tinesha in trouble. But it was so long ago so...I'll tell it anyway. Once upon a time, when the world was young and innocent, my parents were in America and i was staying with the Wittenbergs for a little while (You know when i see them this summer i should thank them, because i don't believe i ever really did...) and so Sarah, Tinesha and I decided to go for a walk at Pirita beach. Now this was when it was cold. The water was frozen, and before we had left Major Wittenberg had actually said that as the oldest i had to watch them and make sure that the girls stayed off the ice. Now normally i would have been more than happy to comply but the girls ran out onto the ice, and so if i wanted to keep them safe i had to go with them. And because i was such a smooth 14 year old (or was i 15? Don't remember.) i I made a deal with them, we'd go on the ice as long as they held my hands so i could pull them out if the ice broke. In hindsight that was stupid. I should have dragged them to land. But back then it wasn't very often that i got to hold a girls hand. Let alone two at once! And now that i think about it, that doesn't happen very often now either. But anyway, i was around 14ish, Sarah i think was around 13ish, and Tinesha was around 12ish and so we came up with a brilliantly stupid idea. Let's walk to that island way in the distance that will take us hours to get to. So we did. We were so smart. Anyway, after walking for a very long time we got cold. And after walking for an even longer time (as in an hour from when we started) we stopped and decided to go back. Because walking on ice for another hour, heading towards an island that only seemed to be getting farther away, seemed stupid. So we turned back. And as we got closer something very exciting happened. Tinesha broke the ive. Literally, she fell through. But because i had been smart enough have us all be holding hands i was able to drag her out with her lower half dripping wet. So i saved the damsel in distress. Aren't i great? The police didn't think so. That's right. When we got to the beach the police were waiting for us. Apparently someone had called the police because they saw 3 kids walking on the ice. Luckily this was before i used a wallet so i didn't have my I.D. card on me so there is no record of this. But the police asked us all these quetions, and sadly they didn't speak English, and this was before i even pretended to speak Estonian. But they got accross the point that we were bad kids and needed to run on home to our parents. What was especially funny though was when the two police went over to their car to decide what to do. Because finding two Americans and an Indian (as in from India) walking on the ice in Pirita beach is not a very common thing. So as the policeman who was acting as spokesman (because he apparently spoke the best English) walked up to us to tell us to go home Tinesha, being the cute liitle girl she is threw her arms around me and said "Chris, i'm scared!" To which i replied "Don't worry, these are nice police." I don't know if she really was scared or if she quick thinkingly decided to put on a show for the police man's benefit. Either way i played along to the great amusement of the police man in the car who cracked up laughing at us looking so cute and forlorn. The other police told us (with a big grin on his face) told us we could leave and we ran to the nearest bus stop and jumped on a bus, not caring where it went and also not caring that we didn't have tickets. So that is my story of my relations with the Estonia police. I've met up with them other times when my stuff has been stolen. But that was the only time when i was the one in trouble. And it's just a funny story so i thought i should share it with you. I love the Estonian police. Anyway, i'm really tired, this has been a longer post than expected, and i must go. Cya!

New van, Tegija kannab kiivrit and...nail polish?!

Tegija kannab kiivrit? What's that mean? Well to the tell you the truth...No one knows. Well, at least no one knows how to translate it to english without sounding like an idiot. The best translation that me and my team of teenage translaters have been able to come up with is "a doer wears a helmet." Now of course that is one of the worst translations possible. And as far as i know there is no such word as "doer". Doer as in a person who does things. Do, doer. Get it? Good. Anyway, i just wanted to point out the very funny add campaign they are using to try to get us reckless young people to wear helmets as we race around. I, like so many other crazy bike riding people, really hate riding with my helmet. It gets all sweaty and uncomfortable. And it just bugs me. But if i want to be cool i have to wear it. So i do. And plus, my helmet is all blue and matches my bike, so it's not all that bad. But anyway. the add campaign to get us people to wear helmets is quite funny. Like the one on the left. According to that add, by wearing a helmet i become every cute Drew Barrymore look alike's dream guy. And it will also give me super strengh to use my bike as a weapon of mass destruction in hand-to-hand combat. Sound good? It doesn't stop there. Watch this add: http://www.mnt.ee/kiivriweb/media/Rattakiiver%20EST%20Final.mpg

Not only will cute blonds hang out with you if you wear a helmet, they will steal your bike, helmet and your heart. But at least she's cute! Anyway, with all that said i want all cute girls (blond or otherwise) to know that i always wear a helmet, so if you ever want to, you know, steal my heart, bike and helmet, i'm waiting for you!

That reminds me. A friend of mine just wrote a poem about me. Isn't that romantic? I thought so too...until i read it. The name of the poem was "Chris wants a girlfriend". How interesting, i thought, maybe she's saying something like "Chris wants a girlfriend, and i'm totally available" thought that wouldn't exactly be a good thing...But instead the poem was about how i want a girlfriend, but will never get one. Sad, but true. But anyway, at least girls are thinking about me. They may not be thinking of me as their dream guy, but at least they're thinking about me. Always look on the bright side of every situation...

Anyway, one very good thing has happened, we have finally sold our junky old van that kept giving us problems (like not starting when we were already late...) and got a new van! A blue Renault Trafic! It may be ugly! It may look like nothing more than a box on wheels! But it works wonderfully! And it has a CD player and air conditioner!!! YAY!! I'm quite happy with it. But believe it or not i do not like that "new car" smell. It stinks. So i'm going to be as disgusting as i can in this car to give it my own unique stench. Too bad for everybody else who has to ride in that van...

And finally, i'm sure you are all wondering what i, Chris Clark, yould have to say about nail polish. Am i going to have rant about the evils of cosmetics? No, i do that a lot already. Am i going to tell a funny story about somebody accidentally blowing themselves up with a bottle of nail polish? I wish, that sounds hilarious! No, i'm going to tell you all a shocking truth about nail polish. Something so scary, so sickening, so downright wrong that it will make you turn in pure and utter disgust. What is it that i'm going to tell you about nail polish? Are you sure your want to know? It's sickening!! Well here goes...The sickening thing about nail polish is...I'm wearing some! What? Sorry, didn't mean to shock you. Yes, i'm wearing nail polish. Why you ask? Well i wanted to get in touch with my feminine side so...NO!! It's because i simply cannot stop biting my nails. It drives me insane. I want to stop biting nails, have wanted to for God knows how long. And i just haven't been able to quit. But now i've come up with a plan. I will paint my nails and then, because i absolutely detest the smell (and taste) of nail polish i will not bite my nails. So far it's working. There have been several times when i have unconciously raised my hands to my mouth and then noticed the disgusting smell. Yuck. The things i will do to break a bad habit...But anyway, now that i have told you a whole bunch of useless things i will go now, so Cya later!

The bronze soldier....

What is the bronze soldier you ask? The bronze soldier (pictured above) is a World War 2 monument to the Russian (Soviet) soldiers who died fighting to free Estonia from the Nazi's (Before occupying it themselves). Now after 16 years of independence from Russia some Estonians have decided to make a fuss about this monument. Well wait, let me clarify. This is more than a monument. There are unknown soldiers buried under, and around it, too. But anyway. Some Estonians have decided that they want this thing gone. As in torn down. Destroyed. And this has caused problems with Russia. Making the already unhappy relations between Russians and Estonians even more strained. Not good. Now of course i am neither Estonian nor Russian. And i don't care much either way. But this is turning into a huge political issue so i had to blog about it. Tomorrow the Soldier is getting torn down. So today i decided to go visit it and take some pictures, because of course this will be the last chance i ever get. As you notice this thing is covered in TONS of flowers. Now what you don't see is that off to the right, up on the National Library there are about 15 police officers ready to jump into action should there be any problems. It's tomorrow i'm worried about, though. I hope there's no fighting. But anyway, i just want to share one of the final pictures ever taken of the Broze Soldier, and share a little bit with you about what's going on in Estonia. But now i must go, because my Lasagna is waiting. And i am very much like garfield when i comes to Lasagna. YUM! So Cya!

3 hours on monday, 4 on tuesday, 5 today...i think i'm seeing a pattern!

Remember how monday i stood at Stockmann for three hours? Well yesterday i stood there for 4 hours, and now today i babysat for 5 hours. Do you see the scary pattern here? Anyway, i need to tell you about yesterday at Stockmann because some very interesting things happened. I even got a kiss...READ!! You'll love this. Anyway. Let me try to remember how the day went. I hate blogging about things the day after they've happened. Anyway. I won't tell it in order. But i'll just tell you the three interesting things i remember happening yesterday. first of all this guy gave me money. I know that's what i was standing there for. But this was different. He'd given me money monday too. And that actually happens a lot. but this was different. Why? Because i liked this guy's jacket. What??? That's an odd reason. Well that's one of two reasons. The first one is that he has a really cool blue jacket that he wears. That thing is so cool! I wish i had a jacket like that. But besides that, the real reason is this. This guy is like fifteen. He had a cool jacket. He's not the type of guy who i see walk past and give me money. But on monday not only did he give me money, he apologized that he couldn't give more. First of all i'm not used to young people giving me money. And especially not cool liking young people. And i've almost never had anyone apologize. Wow. Who is this guy? I want to find out. He's cool. He's young. And he knows and likes The Salvation Army enough that he gives us money, but i've never seen him at youth group. What's with that?!? Who is this guy? We need more Christian guys! I'm terribly lonely...I mean i love spending all my time with girls. But i just get sick of them after a while.

That acutally reminds me of something that was bugging me yesterday. I had forgotten one of the few downsides to nice weather. And that is this. It seems that as soon as the weather gets warm, all girls (and women) decide that now that they can walk around with their chests uncovered with out freezing their mamary glands that they have to. And there for must walk around in public with more cleavage showing than i ever knew (or wanted to know) existed. It's horrible when i'm standing there and this lady walks past and i want to close my eyes in horror but i also want to make eye contact with everyone who walks past. It's very distracting. It just plain annoys me. But whatever. Not much i can do about it. Because the people who would listen to me about that type of thing i don't need to worry about. And they people who wouldn't listen to me...ugh....scary. Burn out my eyes please...

But anyway, that little rant got me off my point. So what else happened at Stockmann...oh yes, my kiss and my girlfriends. What do you want first? Kiss or girlfriends? Well i'll tell it in the order it happened. Kiss first. Anyway. I was standing there. Legs aching from standing, mouth aching from smiling. Just plain aching all over. And then this old lady walked past. Slowly. Squinting at my sign, then squinting at me, then checking the sign again to make sure it was still there, then me again to make sure i hadn't run off. She was making me dizzy looking back and forth so much! But then she stopped, looked at me, put her hand to her mouth...and blew me a kiss. After i got over the shock enough to realize what had happened she had retreated into Stockmann. She never did come bakc to give me money. But that kiss was worth more to me anyway. I know i'm wierd but hey, that's me! One other thing that happened that had forgot about (making this 4 things for 4 hours now) was this one lady walked up to me, put in 100 krooni, said "God bless you!" and left. Who are these people? I want to know...

Anyway, the last thing that happened was this. Three teenagish girls walked into stockmann and of course all instantly fell madly in love with me. They started whispering to each other (VERY LOUDLY!) saying things like "Whats is he? Some kind of manequin?" and so i held very still and then suddenly jerked my head at the them and gave them a big goofy smile. They jumped back and freaked out giggling. Apparently the also had a run in with Evelin, standing at the other door. And she didn't like them. Not in the least. She kept complaining about them to me later. And it as made worse by the fact that when me and Evelin left together at 5 my 3 girlfriends jumped on the tram with us! Laughing and talking the whole time. Now because me and Evelin were speaking to each other in english (always a fun thing to do in a packed tram while wearing uniform and a funny hat) they assumed we didn't speak Estonian. But we do. Evelin more than me. And so she got even more annoyed at them...

But we got off at HobuJaam anyway and then walked through old town. But then just as we were about to cross over to BaltiJaam and get to the corps we got stopped. Two guys with beer bottles stopped us and asked why i was wearing such and official looking uniform. And when i answered that i was with the Salvation Army they were like "Oh, God's army! Hallalujah! Amen!" and then walked off chuckling at what a funny joke they had made. I actually didn't think it was funny. I thought it was pretty cool. Anyway, some lady who had been passing by (who i later found out had been bugging people over at the Corps earlier) decided she wanted to stop us and give us an earful about how bad some of our employees are (we get that a lot...) and how the whole Christian community is pathetic because faith without works is dead and she sees a lot of so called "Faith" but so little works. For the most part i agreed with her about some things. But i always hate these long tirades of negativity. And it's even worse when it's in a language i can't understand. But i (with my awesome pacifying skills) was able to steer the conversation onto a happy course because several times she had mentioned how bad Estonian government is (she left almost no subject uncomplained about) and how she should go to Canada. Okay, i guess some people might consider Canada a promised land. But anyway i mentioned how i had been in Canada this summer and had visited the Estonian Baptist church in Vancouver. I then learned she had relatives in Vancouver and so we left as friends, commenting on how beautiful Canada is and with her saying me and Evelin were such nice young people. Well let's hope that helps stop future discontent from that corner. The last thing i need is to be stopped in the street and bugged every time i walk around in uniform. My Estonian isn't quite up to that level yet. But anyway me and Evelin made it the corps in time to make some tea and noodles to eat during Corps Cadets. All in all it was good. But now i'm tired from babysitting my insane siblings. So i must go visit my warm place of repose. I'm going ot bed!

Stockmann again!

Notice any similarity between these three pictures? On the left we have Sturm, evil Alien invader from a galaxy far, far away. (From Advance wars 1 and 2, two games i LOVE!!!) Check out the hat...On the left we have Adder (Also from Advance wars 2) notice the epaulets...Red. And in the middle we have the devilishly good looking Chris Clark in his Salvation Army cap and blue epaulets. Notice how very similar my cap and Sturm's hat are. And my epaulets and Adder's. The only difference is that Sturm's hat is whitish, so he's propbably from somewhere in Africa, and Adder's epaulets are red so i guess i should call him Captain Adder. Which means he has a higher rank then me! Anyway, these are some bad guys from Advance and i just wanted to point out their startling similarities to me in uniform. Even more proof that i would be great as a member of the Black Hole army...Anyway, now to the real point. Today i was standing at stockmann again. You know what i mean right? Standing kettles is the only name i can think of for it. Standing collecting money. This time i had to stand there for 3 hours! You know why? Becuase every one else was to lazy so i had to take all the empty shifts! How annoying. Annoying, believe it or not i actually enjoy standing in one spot for three hours in my uniform and having people stare at me and jabber at me in Estonian. I seriously do. And here's why. Stories. I get stories. I see everything that goes in or out of Stackmann. And man is it interesting. You never notice how many freaks are around until you just stand and wait for them to walk past. Anyway, i'm sure you're wanting to hear some of these great stories. So i'll tell you what happened today. It all started with a van...

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Our piece of junk van that were hoping to scrap sometime soon decided not to start so i walked for about ten minutes then jumped on a tram for five, before finally making it to Stockmann. Late of course. But at least this time it wasn't my fault. Anyway, the people who were supposed to be there before me to give me my little annoying yelow sign saying "GIVE ME MONEY!" and so for a minute i stood there like an idiot with no way of telling everybody who i was and why i was worth giving money to. But then in a moment of beautiful inspiration i had an idea! I reached in my pocket and pulled out a "Mis on PäästeArmee?" ("What is the Salvation Army?") Which has a nive big shield on it which would at least show that i'm from the Salvation Army. So ipulled it out and by doing a little bit of creative ripping and shoving i was able to make it rap pretty nicely around and show who i was. So that worked for a little while, until my dad showed up with the sign. I must admit i was actually kind of sad to see my ugly fake half sign go. But whatever. That's just me. Then later my sister Elizabeth was standing with me for a little bit and this guy walked up and heard us speaking to each other in english, so he looked at my sign, looked at me and asked "The...Safe Army?" That was the first time i 've heard that translation, it doesn't even make sense! If he had said the saving army that would be more logical. But whatever. After i explained that we were the Salvation army he asked where he could find us in Tallinn so i gave him a"Mis on..." and showed him the adress. So hopefully we'll get a new friend out of that.

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But i'm sure you want some more interesting stuff than that. Later Vesse came to replace me and because i'm so wondeful rather than go home i went to stand at the front door of Stockmann. Now i hate standing at the front door. No one intersting uses the front door. And no one at the front door is very generous either. So sad...But today was very interesting, there were all these kids running around alone for some reason so as they walked past to stare at the guy in the funny uniform i threw them all a big wink. Causing quite a commotion. What is it about a wink that makes people so shocked? And i don't think it's a bad shock. because for a second they look at me in shock before they burst out in a huge grin. I love it.

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Anyway, something evil and sinister visited me at the front door. As i was standing there two mormons walked past me, both of them obvious foreigners, and both of them looking at me look "Oh crap! Competition!" Because of course one look at me makes everyone know they have no hope. I think it's the chin hair that does it...anyway. So they went and bugged one guy in their very annoying mormon way and then just stood there. "Odd," I thought, "normally you never see a mormon standing still unless his jaw is flapping, and these guys weren't moving at all! But they both kept casting freaked out glances in my direction. I was just like "Dudes, this is my turf, back off." And luckily i had the Falck security guys on my side. I always try to exchange pleasantries with the Falck guy on duty and so my buddy who was on duty just then came and stood right next to me by the front door and started staring at the mormons and talking into his little security thingy, describing them, asking if they had permision to be there and then asking if he should ask them to leave. Then he walked off for a minute and in that time the two mormons apparently had received the signal to move on because they took off. So whatever. It was fun. But as always i stood while the mormons left. I don't think i ever blogged about my Tartu mormon adventures. I should sometime. They were fun.

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Anyway, not much more interesting happened after that. But one very interesting thing happened several times. The rubber mats i was standing on had all sorts of little holes in them, for soaking up snow and mud i believe, but they served another purpose: catching women. I need one of these things. It's like a fishnet for catching ladies. Because all these girls would walk past all nice and pretty...until their heels got stcuk! It was hilarious. But i never once laughed at them...out loud. One time one poor lady was rushing for some reason and got her heel stuck and went flying! It was awesome! I was about to start cheering and hold up a score board until i realized she needed help, so i went over and helped her up, and helped her unstick her shoe. And she didn't even donate any money! That's gratitude for ya! But anyway, that was fun. Then some foreigners came up asked me (in english) the way to the closest library. Now because Estonian libraries mostly have books in...umm, ESTONIAN i don't visit the library as much as i would in America. The only two libraries i could think of was the Kalamaja one and the one by Vabaduse Väljak. So i tried to give them directions to the one by Vabaduse Väljak. I stunk. I was like "Ummm, i haven't been there in a while...I think you...like...take a number...ummm...4 tram...yeah....4...and then get off...ummm...by a...big building....uh, yeah." They thanked me and walked off in the opposite direction i had indicated. Whatever, my job wasn't to give directions anyway. But now i must go. Because this post has gone long and i'm tired. Cya!

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It's quite a long time since i've actually blogged about anything inteligent, and i'm not quite sure if this counts as inteligent but anyway i'm going to tell you about what i did yesterday. As you notice from the picture i was, as always, hanging out with girls. And i'm going to tell you al about just because i'm sure you are all dying to know how i'm doing. Anyway, after meeting up in Raekoja Plats and figuring out that we were completely bored and had nothing to do we walked around...A LOT! We walked to Viru Keskus...We walked back to Raekoja Plats...And then rather than continue the endless cycle we went to Rimi and bought some cheese bread (YUM!) which we devoured in a very piggish way, throwing little bits to the pigeons as we passed. But as we were at Rimi Evelin (Sitting next to me in the picture) noticed they had balls there for 15 Krooni, which reminded me i had a tennis ball in my bag. So we all ran down to Raekoja Plats and pulled out the tennis ball and commenced and great game of catch. Great because i'm not very good at either catching or throwing, and Keit makes me look good. And Evelin didn't have her glasses and couldn't see so if i stood to far away she would throw it way too high. And the best thing about playing catch in Raekoja Plats is that it's full of tourists! One time a van came in and parked in Raekoja Plats and Evelin threw the ball WAY over my head and almost smashed it through the windshield of the car, but being the great guy i am i ran and caught it, causing me to do a little victory dance in front of the car. Now what i hadn't noticed was that there was someone in the car...How embarrasing. Anyway, a few hours of goofing off later we wound up on a bench in Viru Keskus (usually were we end up at the end of the day) and what was special about this time sitting in Viru Keskus was that the bench accross from us had 2 beautiful girls on it. So after we sat down and had discussed it a little bit i commenced winking at them, lifting my eyebrows and generally being a total idiot. It was so funny because the girls that i WAS with kept saying "Look! They're looking at you! I think that one on the right likes you!" and then another girl would say "No way! It's the one on the left that likes you most!" So i did everything i could to grab there attention, waving, winking, standing upm cupping my hands around my mouth and anouncing "Attention please! Any girls interested in falling in love with me please line up at the front desk and put your name on the waiting list!" But as always i didn't get any...Well, thus is life. It was quite exciting. I even tried the Mr. Bean thing were i moved really, really slowly over towards their bench so that they wouldn't nocitce. But then i gave up. Anyway, that's just he funny story of what i did yesterday. I hope it made you smile, laugh, or grimace in a sick way. But until later, Tsau!

Does anybody else miss the good old days...?

Now of course as a complete nerd when i refer to "the good old days" i'm talking about the days talking about the days when video games were simple. When they were beautiful. When they were N64. My N64 was tragically stolen from me a long time ago and now i miss it horribly. I've been thinking about and missing Zelda especially. Ocarina of Time is beautiful...Majora's mask is beautiful...(But don't do a google picture search for "Majora"...) It's all so beautiful! And i miss it! I don't know what it is that is so wonderful about these games. They're just great. It's funny because i have a GameBoy SP and an X-box with (in my opinion) some of the best games on earth for each. But still i long for the N64 days of Zelda pleasure. When defeating Ganandorf and The Skull Kid was my one mission in life. When walking into the temple of time was an awe inspiring experience. When it didn't seem completely irrational for small children to run around with swords and shields and beat the crap out of giant monsters and full grown adults...Oh how i miss it. If i get a chance i'm going to pick up a N64 while i'm in America. Because i desperately miss it. Anyway, my first post in a long time was (As always) pointless and all about something that only interests me. But now i must go. The warm embrace of sleep calls to me. Cya!

Links...

For those of you who are just dying to watch my videos but can't find your way around YouTube here are some direct links.

Estonia street fighters part 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lp99WPSwzCw
part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elHq7bh8WV8
part 3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DM0CDhXjlx0

Kopli corps dance group: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-9HDrEZVrk

Kopli corps praise band: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66-H2EjT2lc

And if you want to see my other videos then just on the right where it says "More from this user" to pick any of my videos. Anyway, i gotta go but have fun watching!

Even more new YouTube vids!

I know you are getting sick of stupid but these ones actually aren't stupid! I recorded our corps' dance and praise groups for you, so now you can see how cool all my friends are. I hate how long YuoTube takes too upload these videos...Jeeze. Anyway, i'm running out of time, but i really want to give you a link to these videos. But if i can't do that you can always just go to my account (http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=Kurisuvidz) and if you're smart you'll be able to find all my new videos! And if you're not then i'll put links up later. But for now i must go, Cya!