Chris is...ANGRY AT FACEBOOK!! (And he also his more thoughts on his job at MegaGame, and many other things...in America)

Many of you “Facebookers” will recognize my mockery of the “Chris is” thing on FaceBook.com. And it’s true. Right now I am ANGRY at FaceBook. Why am I ANGRY? And why am I writing ANGRY all in caps? Is it because the A in ANGRY is right next to the caps lock on this laptop? NO! See, I can do caps there too. Well I’m writing ANGRY all in caps to stress how very, very, very ANGRY I am. And why am I ANGRY? Because FaceBook is not sexist…not racist…and as far as I can tell not nationalist like I usually am…FaceBook is…schoolist!! What does this mean you ask? It means that because I am a homeschooler, and therefore don’t “go” to school they first wouldn’t let me on FaceBook at all. Unless I lied about my age, and I didn’t want to do that because I wouldn’t want people thinking I’m really 50! But now that I have joined a school network of a school I’ve “been” too several times, and have been to classes at, therefore making it a school I’ve been too in Estonia in the last yearish time, they say they have to verify me in the school network. So I tracked down some of the girls I ate brownies with that day at the International School of Estonia (ISE, which ironically enough means “Self” in Estonian. As in “Selfish” I don’t like the international school, but I don’t believe I’ve ever blogged about it. Lucky for them…) and asked them to verify me, because I knew that it must have been love at first sight for one of us, and it wasn’t for me. Of course my old and new friend Regina (old and new in that I knew her once and now I know her again, making her both old and new) was willing to help but now despite her adding me as a friend on FaceBook, which is what the cursed website told me to do to have my account verified, I still have threatening message from FaceBook every time I sign in saying something like “take action now or your account will be disabled, you low life homeschooling scum!” something like that. So now I’m down to stalking other members of ISE who I don’t even know or giving up my FaceBook account. FaceBook is schoolist and it must stop. I’m not the first homeschooler to have this problem. If FaceBook didn’t allow women, or African-Americans, or Homosexuals, or any other group that is commonly discriminated against then they would totally be shut down or something. It’s offensive. It’s not right. Homeschoolers need to be allowed on FaceBook too. FaceBook is not school run website. It is open to the public, and therefore should be open to homeschoolers. In case you haven’t got the idea yet I’m ANGRY!!!

I’m used to schoolist attitudes by now, I’ve almost come to expect it. I’ve had people, upon hearing I’m homeschooled, ask if that meant I was stupid, or retarded, or had something wrong with me. And just in case you are stupid, or retarded, or have something wrong with YOU, then let me just point out that being homeschooled makes you no more stupid than anyone else. So now you have my outraged message of why I’m ANGRY at FaceBook. If you are on FaceBook, and would like to join my homeschooling crusade, please suggest “Homeschoolers” as a network, write suggestions to FaceBook saying things such as “Please make it easier for HomeSchooler to use your site.” And just let the FaceBook people know that we are ANGRY about their schoolist attitude towards HomeSchoolers. It’s wrong and we won’t stand for it. I hope you join me in my crusade against schoolism. And by the way, I’m also against racism, sexism, Nazism…any kind of “ism” I probably don’t like. So let’s fight those too.

Anyway, besides being angry, I’ve also been busy. Which is the best thing to do when angry, because work makes you feel better. The officers of the Estonia region of the Salvation Army got together in Loksa this weekend for “negotiations”. Which we believe was a mistranslation, because what really was happening was meetings about officer type things. And because of the fact that there was going to be as many officers kids (including me) as officers (8) there was a desperate need for babysitters. Because 5 of the kids were from Narva they brought one babysitter, and together me and Masha (a different Masha then the one anyone reading this would know) watched the 7 kids. It was fun, walking through the woods picking mushrooms…finding the most poisonous mushroom in Estonia and telling the kids not touch it…going to the beach and looking at dead jellyfish…All in all, very exciting. Anyway, the night we slept at camp I commandeered one of the single bed side rooms, usually reserved for camp leaders, as my own. It was great having my own room. I had my own heater too. So I turned the room into a sauna. But anyway, around midnight I was sleeping happily, dreaming about having a job at MegaGame, because it had been on my mind so much, I was awoken by a strange sound. A scratching sound…a nasty, horrible, in-the-wall sound. There was a rat or some rodent in the wall that was scratching in a most annoying fashion. And it’s not a very nice sound to wake up to. So as I rolled over and tried to stave off images of awakening with a rodent gnawing my ear I also did some thinking about the thing that was foremost in my mind, other than the rat off course. MegaGame. It had been a great dream. Happy customers, happy me, money, friends, fun…everything I could want. But I knew there was more thinking to be done. So I lay there and ran through going and asking about the job, and getting the job, and doing the job, and going to America for a month, and…going to America for a month! Hit the brakes! MegaGame might be unhappy if I come, ask for a job, have them say “excellent, a nerd! Just what we needed to fill the position! When can you start?” to have me say” I can start immediately…but I leave for a month on October 26th so…umm, can you go without me for a month?” They’d probably say “No! You’re barely even hired yet and I’m already firing you, you American punk! Now, because I’m no expert on discerning God’s will I’ve come to a simple conclusion, because God is both omniscient and omnipotent, if it is his will for me to have this job (as I sincerely hope it is) the position will still be open when I come back in November, and they will accept me.

We’ll see what happens in two months then. Anyway, I really do hope that I can get this job, because I really want it, and because working at MegaGame seems to be my last option for getting a job in Estonia. I had thought I might also get a job working at the Hilton international reservations place. Which would have been cool, because it would mean if you, in America, wanted to make a reservation at a Hilton anywhere in the world then you would call me and I would hook you up. And because people from around the world would be calling and speaking in English it would be perfect. I could talk to Australians, Americans, Brits, Canadians…am I forgetting anyone? But anyway, the place is closing, so now I have no option other than MegaGame. Meaning I really hope it works out. Or else I have no job. But if any of you out there reading this have need of a worker to fill almost any position (I say almost because I’d make a crappy porn star) then know that I am will and available. Please contact me at chrisjohnclark@juno.com, or if you want to talk 56469016. Whatever. I just would really like a job.

Another thing I’ve been thinking about a little bit is that for the first time since…well almost since I moved to Estonia, I’ve felt tired of living in a foreign country. I’ve gotten sick of not being able to get a job because of my language abilities when in America I’d be over qualified. I’m getting tired of it all. It’s so very hard. And I am starting to want a break from it all. It’s funny how little of what I thought I’d miss out on I actually did. When I first moved from America I had many things I thought that by living in Estonia I’d miss out on. Having cool friends is one. For some reason, until I actually got here I assumed all Estonians must be freaks. I was very wrong about that. When I was a naïve 14 year old having a girlfriend was a big thing I was worried I’d miss out on. I thought that if I didn’t have any girlfriend when I was between the ages of 14 and 17 I’d die alone. Well I didn’t miss out on having girlfriends, or a girlfriend, depends on who you ask, though I wish I had. I missed out on very little. But it’s not what I feel I’m missing that bugs me. All I’m missing is crap TV, Reeses, and Root Beer. The only good thing I’m missing is cool music. But I can get a lot of that online. I would saying I’m missing big Christian youth events but you know what? Youth events don’t have to have 2000 youth to be great. 30 youth is better in many ways. So I’m not missing that. But I’m just tired of not be able to talk to the cute girl because she speaks Russian. And all I know how to say in Russian is ”hello, I want to sleep with a beautiful girl” and that’s not good to say if you don’t want to be slapped. I’m very much looking forward to this visit to America. And in a year, to college. To be where everyone speaks my language. Where I’m not the only one. That’s what I miss. But for now I’ll just enjoy where and what I am. You never know, maybe the college I go to will have a Christian card shop/video game store where I can work. Then I could have all three dreams in one. You never know…but until then, I need to go, this post has gotten far too long already. Cya!

It's time to...get a job? Or duel? (Plus, Angels in the youth room?)

That's right, I've been talking about it forever. Getting a job. But now i really have found the perfect job. MegaGame in Tallinn. The card shop. The place where nerds go to act nerdy. And the best thing about nerds...they all speak english. Because their cards are in english. And so if the guy selling the cards is also a nerd, and also an expert on english then that would be good. Therefore it is now my greatest ambition to turn my crazy Yugioh card dueling obsession of 5 years into a job. If i could have any 3 jobs on earth it would be these 3 in this order.

1. Working for a church/Christian organization, preferably The Salvation Army.

2. Working in a video game store such as GameStop. Man i'd love that.

3. Working in a nerdy card shop.

That really truly is, and always has been, my top three. My three loves. Jesus, video gams, and card games. And why i think that this job would be especially good is because an American working in a card shop in Estonia is a rare thing. And people will want to talk to me about why i'm here. So then i tell them if they want to know, all they have to do is come with me on Sunday morning...Only problem i see that my cause some problems is that they have their Yugioh tournamounts Sunday morning at 12. That bad. I need to be at church then. So we'll see. This is something i've been praying about for almost two years now, ever since my best cards got stolen. Because i know from years of playing these games that if someone is good at the game people will want to hang out with him. And if people want to hang out with me then i can tell them to come hang out with me at my favorite hang out spot in the world. The corps. Cool.

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Anyway, i said something about angels in the youth room. Today was very exciting for me reasons than me trying to get as job. After visiting the Yugioh store i went up to the youth room like i always do to see it shining with clean beauty. Anneli, Evelin and Elis had spent 2 hours making it wonderful. So as i wandered around, mouth hanging open in awe, i saw something odd. Outside the second floor window of the youth room i saw three 13ish boys. Normally you don't see people walking around outside second floor windows. But then i remembered that the roof of the building next door was out there. And they must be standing on that. They waved. I waved back. They knocked. I looked shocked. I walked over and through sign language figured out that they wanted to come in. So, being the kind person i am i let them in, telling them to be careful and quiet and i would help them get out without trouble. So as we walked downstairs i invited them to Youth Night. Then i introduced them to Riina and she invited them and told them a little about The Salvation Army. I really hope they come back. They were my angels. I had been feeling slightly upset because the MegaGame store had said i can't work there (because i asked in English and they didn't know i spoke Estonia. I'll be back...) then i came to the corps and they dropped out of the sky and cheered my up with their farcical roof adventures. I hope they come back, i really do. So now i have an assignment for you. Two assignments. Two prayer requests. Can you please pray that i get this job if it's God's will. So really a two part prayer request. That i know God's will and get this job. And also please pray these 3 boys come back. Thanks. And one final assignment! COMMENT!!! No one ever comments on my blog. Some people say they don't because when they do their comments dissapear. That's because i moderate comments to avoid nasty evil people saying bad things, so your comments won't appear untol i've approved them. So please comment. Say things like "Chris i think this is a great, divinely inspired idea! Go play Yugioh!" or say things like "I think Yugioh is demonic and therefore so are you, hellspawn!" I don't care much what you say, just say it! Anyway, gotta go. Cya!

P.S. Did you like my picture? Pikachu Vs. Slyther...No contest.

Headphones and Finnish Goth Rock bands...why do they both love taunting me?

Today i went on a nice bike ride to Kristiine Keskus (a mall), it's about a 20-30, minute ride from my house if you know the way (i didn't) and don't have bad trafic (i did). It was quite exciting. My mission was simple. Replace my beloved headphones because they have broken (AGAIN!! This is like my third or fourth pair this year!). It should have been easy. Except first i went down the wrong street, and took a "long cut" rather than a short cut. But the bonus was that my long cut took me past the Hard Rock Club where NightWish played, and on a whim i slowed down from super-turbo-lightspeed to look at the front window and see if NightWish would be gracing us with it's presence ever again. And i was pleasantly surprised to see that they will be coming back in December. December 28th to be exact. Only problem is that i already know that to go to the Hard Rock Club i have to be 18. My birthday is January 9th. They come within two weeks of my birthday and i'll still be too young to go! Why do they torture me like this! That would have been the greatest Christmas/Birthday present i could ever give myself! The pain...oh the pain...Anyway, after crying for a while i got back on my bike and rode over to Kristiine Keskus. Then i started looking for a place to lock my bike. And looking. And looking. They had no bike racks! I rode all the way around the place (no small feat) and found nothing! Well, eventually i did. Next to Kristiine Keskus was building marked in English and Estonian as "The Crime Prevention Center" or something like that. It looked like the type of place you'd go to commit a crime. Such as a bike theft. But they had the only bike rack in the area. So i locked up and start praying.

Then i walked into the mall and walked straight to Prisma where i've bought my last few pair of headphones. Standing right next to the rack of Electronics was a very helpful looking Prisma employee. So when i couldn't find what i wanted i asked her (speaking all in Estonian because i'm so skilled) where were the head phones they'd had 2 months ago for sale. She said that they weren't they, and that maybe i should check one of the two computer stores. I thanked her and headed out to hunt down my headphones. Only problem was that i went to two stores and neither one sold head phones like i wanted. I went to the music store. Only CDs. Nowhere in Kristiine did they have my headphones. Now i must go on the hunt all over the world. Be it America, Estonia, Finland, or maybe even The Netherlands. I will hunt. Anyway, that's been my day so far. Now as an excuse to skip songsters and avoid warbling i will jet off to the library and then go to the corps for bible study. So until next time...Cya!

So much to blog about...so little time...

Not really. I have all the time in the world. And I just found out that since I didn’t save the things I wanted to blog about when my phone turned itself off I lost what I was going to blog about. But I will blog about what I remember. Like what happened today. Today I had a rest day. No babysitting, minimal amount of schoolwork, a trip into old town, and to top it off, a movie. It’s been good. Today we went into old town and went up to the tower of Oleviste Church. Now that might sound boring, but sitting 60 meters in the air with a rather flimsy looking metal handrail all that’s protecting you, with creaking wooden boards under you feet is not nothing. And even if it were, the walk up those stairs is something. If I did that every day I’d be mucho muscle man. But even if the walk had been nothing, the view is definitely something not only special, but spectacular. If I could see the same view from much closer to the ground I’d like it better. But I enjoyed it all the same. While we were there the guard at the top asked me to bring his Eesti Päevaleht (Estonian daily paper) down to the lady 60 meters below who checked tickets. I gladly complied, and as I brought the paper down I looked at the front and saw that they had an article about NightWish! And since I recently was deprived of seeing NightWish in concert I went instead to Apollo bookstore and read the article in the paper. The guy was kind of critical of their new singer, but I don’t know how good she is. I didn’t go to the concert. But she’s Swedish, and that can’t be good! ;-) The worst thing you can do is put a Finn and a Swede together. I’m joking of course. But then we rented “Night at the Museum” and had fun watching how Akmenrah played duel monsters with giant golden tablets. Actually I think if they combined the plots of Yugioh and Night at the Museum then both stories would make a lot more sense!

Anyway, that was today. I had something else I wanted to blog about that happened a little while ago. I was on my way to the corps for some program or other and so I got on a tram and turned on my MP3 player for a nice enjoyable trip. I really do enjoy those trips. Just 10 minutes to listen to music completely undisturbed by anything other than the nice view is great. Only this day I did get disturbed. As the tram pulled in to Hobujaama and stopped a bunch of people got on, and last of all a small old lady started hobbling her way into the tram. She had one leg in and one leg lifting up when the tram driver decided it was time to go and shut the door, right on her leg. For a split second, as I realized what had happened I almost panicked. A bunch of words shot though my mind. Words like “Old lady!” “Leg!” “Stuck!” “SHE”S GONNA FALL OUT OF THE TRAM!!” So after my split second of panicked word shooting I jumped forward and stuck yanked the door open. Or tried to. But I needed someone to get the other side of the door. Thank God there was a boy there who seemed to have had a slightly longer split second than I did, but once he got over it he was on her other side, yanking open the door while I held onto her with my other hand so she didn’t fall out. She made it in safely, the whole tram stared, me and my partner in door saving rescues nodded at each other, and when the old lady finally made it up the stairs she turned to the two of us, looked us in the eye, and quite firmly said “Speseba” or thank you, in Russian. I’m glad I was able to help her that day. It was quite exciting holding the door of a moving tram open with one hand while holding an old lady in the other and also praying my heart out that we didn’t both fall out. Now this whole story didn’t take much more than 30 seconds. Less than one tram stop to the next. But it was great. I’m glad my music got disturbed that day.

Anyway, I just remembered one other thing I’d meant to blog about. Got milk? Probably do. Got FaceBook? If you don’t, get it. Because if you do then you can send me free SMSes (Texts) from anywhere in the world. Just go to my account and type in up to 100 characters on the little box near the top that says “Free SMS”. That way you can bug me anytime. And say things like “I love you Chris” or “You rock Chris” or “Please let me give you loads of money to waste on junk Chris” all are perfectly acceptable. So anyway, get a FaceBook, add this application, then SMS me!! But be careful when. Somebody decided to test it for me last night at 5 A.M. not purposely I assume, but still, be careful what time it is in Estonia when you send it. And I don’t think I’ve ever written about this, but whenever my phone rings at night I seem to think it’s a bomb whenever I’m deeply asleep. Like when I was in Rome and the wind blew a door shut and I thought the Russians were bombing…don’t ask why the Russians, just know that if my phone rings after midnight I will assume the Russians are trying to kill me (again). So now I must go to sleep, please do not bomb me, I like my sleep to be bombless. Thank you, and goodnight!

NightWish! I love you! Why did you betray me!?!?!?

The horror! I just found out that NightWish, my all time favorite Finnish band, (that's right, even better than The Rasmus and Apocalyptica!) is playing tommorow night rioght here in Tallinn at the Hard Rock Club. Why is this horrible? I love this band. Wouldn't i be psyched to see them? I would be. But the only seeing of NightWish i'm going to do is looking at this picture! To get into the Hard Rock Club i need to things that i sorely lack. A legal piece of identification identifying me as over 18, and 450 Krooni for a ticket. I HAVE NEITHER!! THE HORROR!! THE PAIN!!! OH NIGHTWISH, I LOVE YOU!!! Well who cares, tommorow night at 9 P.M. i'm going to have my own MP3 player NightWish concert. And it will be better. Because it will be free. And i'll have a backstage pass. And there will be no drunk jerks around to ruin it. And there won't be NightWish's new singer, there will be Tarja. Anyway, i must go now, i'm going to have a little practice concert tonight. Cya!

My newest post ever! (As of 21:40 September 18th.)

Sunglasses are cool. So are girls with dark hair and dark clothes. Dark sunglasses with dark hair and dark clothes are coolest. Why all this talk of dark haired sunglasses? Am I more insane than yesterday? Yes and no. More yes, less no. But besides that. Tonight is a dark and stormy night. Not stormy really, but rainy. So it makes sense that today was a dark and rainy day. Now for most of you who have read my blog for a long time you know what I do when the weather turns dark and gloomy. I follow. I turn dark and gloomy. I take over dark and gloomy. Rule over it and become the king of dark and gloomy. But this year I’ve decided on a different method. When the weather turns gloomy I will turn…loony! You might say I’m always loony. But whatever. Anyway, it was a dark and rainy day. So I put on my fleece/hoody combo along with my super special awesome hat. Then what final accessory did I add to this coolest of cool outfits? I added the only thing missing, sunglasses and cool music. It was a dark day, and as I turned on my cool walking music to put a spring in my step as I strut down the street I put on my sunglasses and made the dark day much darker. This did not, as you might expect, make my mood much darker. It actually made me feel really cool. Not only did I have something to shield my eyes from drops of rain, I also now looked like a badly disguised secret agent! I’ve made quite an exciting decision. If I were to be a secret agent I’ve decided what I’d want my secret agent name to be. James bond is totally lame. I would be Devlin, Duke Devlin. High five to the first person who can tell me where I got that name idea and why I want it. So anyway, I’m taking forever to get to my point (as usual). So as I slipped out of the house, agent Devlin on a mission to wear sunglasses on a dark day. I felt great. I was the only person in all of Tallinn wearing sunglasses! You might think that’s weird but I payed a whole dollar for those glasses and I mean to get some good use out of them before I lose or break them! So I had a great time getting stared at. One thing I love about sunglasses is that no one knows when you’re looking at them. So people will stare at you when they normally wouldn’t because they think you have no reason to be looking to the left when your head is facing forward. But I do have a reason. I’m watching who stares at me. And I was pleased to note the quite a few girls found my outfit extraordinarily attractive. Either that or rather comical. But I’d say they thought it was gorgeous.

Anyway, I wasn’t the only one to have rainy adventures. As I rode on the tram two girls came on and I noticed something slightly odd about one of them. She didn’t have a head. Well, in the end it turned out she did. She just had a plastic bag over it. And her friend was leading her by the arm. Now either Ms. Bagless had a gun in her pocket and was leading Ms. Baghead to her evil prison cell and they both were in need of Agent Duke Devlin (cue theme music) to save them, or Ms. Baghead was protecting her newly dyed hair. It turned out to be the dyed hair version, much to my disappointment. I was all ready for the cued theme music (SexyBack) to play and I would walk down and say “Unhand that raven-haired beauty, you evil, but also beautiful, blond!” Then there would be this cool dance/fight scene which would somehow, miraculously, end in a romantic way involving the banishment of all evil. But that didn’t happen. Though I did enjoy laughing (Inwardly of course) at how ridiculous they looked. But that brings me to my next point. This was a RAVEN-HAIRED damsel in distress. My favorite kind. And the darker it gets, the darker the damsels’ hair seems to become. And the darker they seem to dress. I love it! Either all the blonds are hibernating and the darkies finally have crawled out of their summer hiding places, or the blonds have morphed into super gorgeous dark haired, dark dressed, wonders of feminine perfection. Just like frosted flakes, “They’re GREAT!!!” I love this time of year. I can dress in black and so does everyone else. It’s great.

Anyway, I’m sure you’re getting sick of hearing about my taste in clothes and girls. And I don’t have a whole lot else to blog about. Maybe you’d like to hear about what I’ve been doing lately? It’s been a while since I wrote one of those types of posts. Well today we had praise band practice at the corps. It rocked. I was all like “Pane taiega, võta Snickers!” Never mind, that’s only cool if I turn into a giant robot when I say it (seen that commercial?). I’m still having trouble really finding my place in praise band sometimes. Do I sing? Do I play Chemba? And new to the equation, though my personal favorite once I’ve practiced enough, do I play guitar? What do I do? Well the truth is I do all these things, including set up mics. It’s great fun. I just can’t wait to play guitar, because it will give me an excuse not to sing. Because I just can’t play guitar and sing at the same time. I’ve tried. I can sing, or I can play guitar. If I do both then they both sound bad. Today my fellow lead singer, well she’s the real singer, but whatever, today she refused to sing with me on one song and I was horrified at how bad I sounded. I didn’t know the song and it was too high. Whatever. Microsoft word tells me I have now written 1042 words (not including everything from “words” onward) but I’m still not done. I have already made this a bi-lingual post by adding that little Estonian joke, but now I will try something I have never before done. I will make this a tri-lingual post! I will painstakingly find the Russian letters on my keyboard to spell out my Russian nickname. Курица! Chicken! My Russian nickname is Chicken, from my Japanese name Kurisu. Chicken in Russian is pronounced kind of like “Kooritsa” or something similar. So if you want to sound Russian next time you see me simply cal me chicken! Anyway, as of now I’m at 1148 words, and I’m tired, so good night! (1159 words total.)

I'm sick and tired...(plus a very happy triple birthday!)

Well, that's it really. Not quoting, just pointing out a fact. I'm sick and tired. More sick than tired. But being sick normally makes me lethargic. I feel like some little jerk in my head is pounding on my skull with a hammer. If i ever get my hands on him...But anyway, more than anything else, I'm angry. Why am i angry? Is it the normal reasons that i live in a sinful and fallen world? Well, I'm always angry about that. But now i'm especially angry because today, September 15th is a triple birthday! And because I'm sick I can't be with all three birthday girls. I probably only would have been with two anyway, but whatever. That's not important. First i need to say a very happy birthday to my friend Tinesha. I only just now remembered it was her birthday and sent her an SMS. Now the other two birthdays are my two favorite twins in the whole world, Anneli and Evelin (pictured above, Anneli left, Evelin right). We were supposed to go to they library together today and watch "The Mummy Returns" because we think jumping Anubites are just so funny. But then i got sick, so a very happy birthday to Anneli and Evelin Aavik, and also a big apology for getting sick. It wasn't my fault...

Anyway, right now I'm using my school laptop to write this blog post because the only internet hooked up computer in the house is currently being used by my Mom, who seems to be using it to save the world or something like that. It's really quite fun using the laptop actually, because i can have it in top of my lap! Yay! That's why it's called a "Lap-Top". Though I believe the more proper term would be "notebook" computer. But since when have I used proper terms? Anyway, any of you who have been reading my blog for years and years will know that I am a die-hard Yugioh fan! But I've found something better. You think the fate of the world depending on the outcome of children's card games is cool? Try something mocking that! Yugioh Abridged is not only much shorter (abridged), But also much funnier. Or more funny. Or the most funniest. If you have ever watched Yugioh, and would not be offended by some guy's excellent parody of it, then go to www.yugiohabridged.com and watch all the episodes, and download some too if you want. For some reason I can only download 2. But at least one of them is the Christmas special!(Screw the yules, i have money!) Anyway, that's enough pointless blabbing for now, I'm trying to install Quicktime on this stupid laptop so i can watch my two Yugioh Abridged episodes. But I'm installing it off a disc that seems to not want to reveal it's secrets. Quite annoying! Anyway, now that I'm done blogging I'm gonna go lie around waiting for this laptop to read this disc! Cya!

Urgh!

On my FaceBook it sasy at the moment "Chris is Urgh!" Why does it say that? Is it because i've picked up some strange disease that makes me say "Urgh" all the time? No. It's because i'm slightly annoyed. It's no one's fault that's slightly annoyed. It's not even my fault as it normally is. It's just that i keep thinking up different ideas for Youth Night things and they all seem to just plain SUCK! It's really annoying. Because i'm not all that creative. And i'm not all that original. And i really wish i was. But i just can't seem to come up with any idea that is good or possible. I thought fighting Martians was both good and possible. But that was just me. Anyway, if you have any GOOD or POSSIBLE ideas for something our youth group could do then please let me know. Because my brain hurts. Math+thinking+babysitting=me feeling bad. I want to go listen to Psychology. By the way, i didn't tell any of you this, but for a long time now i've been listening to Jeremy Wolfe's (of MIT) Psychology lectures on my MP3 player. It's great stuff. You can dowload it from Itunes U. Which is just part of the Itunes store. It rocks. It's surprising how much i like listening to University lectures. But i think if i had to actaully write the papers, and do the reading, and bla and bla and bla...i could learn to hate it. So i'm not quite sold on University yet. Which reminds me...



I've been thinking about University a lot lately. What else is new. But it's been driving me insane. I'm scared of the line:
"80 grand later i found out that all i had learned
Is that you should show up to take your finals and your midterms"*
That's a lot of time and money to learn so little. And i'm still not sure University is right for me. There's other options. I just don't know which one is the right one. If any are. It's really annoying. I hate indecisiveness! I think...I'm not sure, i can't decide. Anyway. I'm kind of looking forward to this trip to America in Ocober. I normally despise the idea of going to America. But lately i've been feeling more US friendly. Mainly because i think i can get a cheaper guitar there. But also just because i've been wanting to travel. I don't know if this happens to anyone but me. But sometimes i just get this urge to travel. Not to anywhere specific. But just to travel. I love traveling! And it's only been a few months, but i've been in one place for far too long. I need to go somewhere. And it seems that America it will be. Well i need to go soon, because despite that my Dad's birthday was a few days ago people are still giving him stuff. And as a loving son i need to go help him. And by help i mean help eat his cake. So Cya!









*Note:Taken from the Relient K song "College kids" which i have blogged about before.

It's been a little while but now i'm back.

FaceBook has sucked me into it's gaping maw and trapped me in its sick embrace. But it's not all that bad. I'm having great fun with it. But it's been taking away from my blogging time and that is UNFORGIVABLE!!! But what inspired me to shut off the facebook insanity and come back to my good old blog was the delivery of my beloved copy of "Breakaway". I was reading it and i read about the Harris twins, Alex and Brett, whose big brother Joshua wrote a pile of books that live in my room. Apparently they're doing this big cool "Rebelution" thing, very exciting. Something i'd love to get into. But the only problem is that their site just doesn't seem to be working. I'll check back later. But if you want to know more than read this http://www.breakawaymag.com/AllTheRest/A000000594.cfm And it will tell you all sorts of cool "Rebelutionary" stuff. Oops, i just found out that i had their website wrong, and it is, in fact, my error, not theirs. If you'd like to visit their website click this http://www.therebelution.com/. But anyway, what inspired me to blog was that it seems that this whole Rebelution came out of their two blogs. And i thought "I have a blog...why can't i be a rebelutionary!?" The answer? Well, the same answer to how many licks to the center of a tootsie roll pop. 1, 2, 3...CRACK! I mean, "The world may never know". I'm so jealous, they got some cool internship because of their blogs, and all sorts of great stuff. But whatever. I'm fine with just being a "Chronicler" and not a "Rebelutionary"...at least for now.

Anyway, as always when i go for a while without blogging, i've written a whole bunch of junk in my phone. A whole bunch of junk that i will now share with you, because i know how much you love my junk. The first thing i thought i might want to tell you is an interesting little anecdoteish funny story from music camp. This story should have been put on my blog when music camp ended but...i got sidetracked. Anyway, on the last night all us manly guys were trying on shirts, because the next day we would be wearing special matching shirts to make us all look good. And of course because we were manly guys, when i say trying on shirts i mean walking around shirtless. And flexing our muscles. And grunting in a manly fashion that is oddly reminiscent of a gorilla. And then we got an idea into our heads, which is quite a dangerous thing for shirtless gorrilas to do. We thought it would be really smart to walk into the girls' room, shirts of, muscles bulging (because of course we were all in perfect shape{sarcasm}) and say things like "Hey baby, you need your suitcase carried?" and "Yo goergous, need any jars opened? Me have big muscle!!" Now of course we never actually did go, but it was just such a great idea i thought you might like to hear about it.

Another funny thing i had to blog about was our translater Andrus. He is a great translater. And one reason why he is so great is because he adds so much to his translation. The greatest thing he adds is sound effects. You just can't have a conversation with Andrus with hearing a "Pip" or a "Pop" or even a "pippity pop!" It's quite exciting! Anyway, the other day during bible study we were talking about being born again. And so he translated that we had to be born (POP!!) again! I don't think i can really convey how funny it was through my blog. But it was very funny. And i thought i would tell you funny things to make you smile. Because smiling is good. Another interesting thing happened on the way back from Võru, which i don't believe i blogged about our little trip but anyway you get the point. In the car on the way back to Tallinn my phone started ringing. It was a number i didn't recognize, but because i am such a curious person i picked up anyway and was quite happy to hear a female voice tell me that this was Microsoft (finally!). She told me the nearest place i could have my X-Box fixed was in Poland, but with all the prices of having it sent there and repaired i could probably buy several new ones. So i thanked her very much but said that i i wouldn't being doing that. And she said goodbye and it was all very nice. Now that i think about it though i should have like asked her out or something. Because i'm sure any girl working for Microsoft must tottally ROCK!

One other interesting thing happened a little while ago when i was moaning about how broke i am. I told my friends Anneli, Evelin and Elis about how dreadfully moneyless i am they got a good idea. They decided to throw their loose change around and laugh at me while i cahsed after it. Now many people may think it was cruel of them to make me chase after all their 10 Senti coins, but it was actually quite nice, i got almost 15 Krooni worth of change! I am such a lucky guy to have friends with so much change they don't want. I could make a fortune as a money chaser, if only i could find a large enough audience. After this coin chasing incident i got an idea. A very inspirational idea. It was one of those "Eureka!" moments. Do you know the story of the word "Eureka"? The guy in the public bath gets a good idea, yells eureka, and then runs home naked. I almost did that. I was in the shower, had a good idea, yelled eureka, and wrapped a towel around myself and ran out half naked. Half naked as in covered in all the essential places but not as covered as i normally would be. It was quite exciting. What was this eureka idea you ask? It was the C.H.R.I.S. fund! The Chris Has Really Insufficient Stuff Fund. The way this fund works is that i need money for stuff. So you give me money. If you would like to donate to the C.H.R.I.S. fund then just let me know. Or call 1-800-gimme-lots-n-lots-n-lots-n-lots-n-lots-n-lots-o-money. Whichever one works best.

The final thing i have is a question. This is a deep and profound question. Something that has puzzled philosophers for generations. Do i look like i smoke? Do you see that picture there? Do i look like the type of guy who'd look more at home with a cigarette in his hands than a bible? I certainly hope not! I'm not asking because i'm thinking of buying a pack and lighting up, but because for the longest time, people have come up to me and asked me for a cigarette! Why this is i still don't know. Is it because i dress in black? Is it because of the facial hair? Is it my dashing good looks? I recently had it suggested to me that it is none of those things. It is simply that people assume that a 17 year old male must have a pack of cigarettes up his sleeve. And i don't understand why me though. I mean i guess it could just be that i look the part. Because it usually happens when i'm with other people, but no matter who i'm with (even if i'm with someone who does smoke) people will walk up to me. I wish i knew what it is, because it's quite annoying. It happened today when i was eating lunch outside with my family. A lady asked me, not my parents. And when i said i couldn't help her she laughed as if it was funny that a guy like me wouldn't be smoking. Whatever. It's just freaky. Though i have always prided myself on looking like the type of guy you wouldn't want to meet down a dark alley...but the only reason you wouldn't want to meet me down a dark alley is because i would probably jump out and say "BOO!!" and then laugh at you. But anyway, i must go now. I have rice cooking on the stove and i don't want it to boil over. Cya!

Goodbye X-Box...my love...

You see before you all the things that can be yours for a small price of...oh, lets say 500$. Too much? I'm willing to negotiate. I had more i had wanted to blog about today, but since it's been like 3 and a half hours since i first asked to use the computer (it's been taking longer and longer every day, which is part of why i haven't blogged) i have no idea what it was. So instead i am just going to tell you about my last day with the X-box. Well not last, it's in a box sleeping on my bed right now. But today i took this picture of it and packed it up and hope i won't have to open it again until i sell it. Which i'm hoping will be soon. By the way, the angel of light won out on the FaceBook battle, and so i am now using the FaceBook marketplace to try to sell the X-Box. Add me as a friend on FaceBook please, because i can barely stand the shame of my mom having more friends on FaceBook than me. Anyway, today i had to clean my room because i got tired of hiking every time i wanted to go to bed. And since i was cleaning in there anyway i decided to pack up my X-Box. I'm not using it, so why keep it out? So anyway, Peter cried and cried as i did it, it was worse than any funeral. And you have no idea how it effected me. I don't know why i feel this way but i'm just so freaked out. I can't believe it's gone. It's hard for me to let go. I never really pictured my life without X-Box. I wanted to bring it to college to watch DVDs on...It's so sad...But life goes on. But anyway, everything in the picture can be yours fro 500$ dollars or less (i'm more than willing tro haggle). Please let me know if you're interested.