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Well, I probably won't be on here regularly till school ends (June 4th). But here's a few quick updates since then:I'm 16No more girlfriend I'm addicted to Spider-Man: Web of ShadowsGot Halo WarsI love Guns 'N' Roses new album, Chinese Democracy!Getting the new Mythic Map pack this week

My church team's 3rd game was today, and we won 43-21! We're currently 2-1 and are going into the semi-finals next week. In school, my team's 3-1-1. Our game on Friday was a win: 24-18.

Woah, haven't posted in a while. Well, let's see:I got the remaining GlatorianI have a girlfriendMy fish, Takea, died I got the Halo Legendary Map PackI've played the Halo Wars demo (awesome game)and I went on a snow campout Fri-SatAnd that's my life update in a very, very, VERY small nutshell.

I got Malum, Skrall, miscellaneous movies, Frontlines: Fuel of War, Guitar Hero: World Tour, a DC Comics Guide to Writing Comics, and Xbox Live Gold! My Gamertag is IKI 779. I'm mostly playing Halo 3, but will play Call of Duty 4, Gears of War, and a few other games every once in a while. I'm looking for people to play the meta-campaign on Legendary with the Fog, Catch, Tough Luck, IWHBYD, Cowbell, and Grunt Birthday Party skulls on and free-for-all scoring.

Merry Christmas!!!

Whoa, haven't been on here in a while. But as a matter of fact, I AM a Spartan. My number is 779.

Okay, seriously the numbers 1, 7, 11, 17, 117, and countless other combinations of 1 and 7 have been haunting me. I've been seeing it EVERYWHERE. School, home, web ads, music times, prices... Then I realized that 779-117=662; 6+6+2=14/2=7. And that number comes from my first sentence, "I knew it: 7-7-9!" (hence my profile name being IKI 779) wich to this day I still have no idea where that came from, then I realize that connection with the numbers! ... Okay, rant over. Go back to not wasting your time reading this.

I've been getting very bored in Geometry class, so now instead of taking notes I started sketching/doodling.First was "TMNT", the four Ninja Turtles, of courseThen was "The Solemn", a BIONICLE-esque figure, the hero, watching a body one of the people he protects float down a riverThis week, I began an art series called "Being".RemorseContemptHypocrisyCold HateSilent FearRageDeceptive HospitalitySerenityZealLustHumilityGreedCurrently these are just light sketches, so once I do them in pen I'll scan them.

For I have succumbed to the disease that is... Twilight. That book is awesome! But I've seen the previews for the movie, and as I was reading it I just kept thinking "They're burying this wonderful story alive. "

I just realized I missed my BZPBirthday: October 31. But hey, I got the Huna spinny! *yayzerz* Now for the acceptance speech: I greatfully accept this award, and would like to thank the BZP community and my parents for...(etc.) BZPRuelz!

I accidently deleted my Xbox profile (not Xbox Live, so I can't recover it). But just the profile, the achievements and game saves are all still in the Brain but I don't know how to get them back. Does anyone know how I can transfer them to a new profile or how to get the old one back?

Is the [second] best sandwich place (first is Mr. Pickle's). This week was the start of a new quarter, and already I've made seven new friends. Last Saturday I went to a Trunk-or-Treat, which was surprisingly fun. Tuesday I went to a corn-maze, which was also surprisingly fun. And tomorrow I'm going to a Halloween party.

..."OH SNAP!" over and over again.

Where's Waldo? Introduction Crowds. They fill streets, malls, subways, airports. They can hide secrets, killers. Sins. Trading illegal drugs, mugging. Pick-pocketing, cheating. Murdering. Taking an innocent life. Stealing the future. Death. For some, a time of rejoicing the life of a loved one. To others, a cold grip to fear and hate. Cold, winter. Symbols... A symbol... Crowds. Prologue Joven Flint was a logical man. He needed to be, it was his job. Reasoning was his nature. Otherwise he would not be a logical man, and, therefore, be unable to do his job. Unable to fulfill his duty, his destiny. And we can’t have that, now. Can we? said his mind. No, we cannot, said his heart. We will not. “After all,” said Flint. “That just wouldn’t be logical.” Not in the slightest, said his soul. He continued reading. Nathaniel House was a logical man. He needed to be, it was the only way he could do what he did. The only way he could survive. Primal logic. Chance. Black or white, no gray. Otherwise he would die. And we don’t want that, do we? quizzed his mind. No, stated his heart. We do not. “Besides,” said House. “That just wouldn’t make any sense.” No sense at all! cackled his soul. He kept watching. The building was not a logical one. It couldn’t be. Unless it wanted its secrets to be available to anyone who entered. Which it didn’t. For its secrets were not meant to be shared with any man, lest he be a logical one. Creak, creaked its floors. Groan, groaned its structure. “Flint, Joven: Criminal Profiling Division,” said the plaque on the fourth door to the right, zero level. Secrets, whispered the air. It went on standing. Comments, critique.

I went on an overnighter during the weekend with some people from my church. It was fun, we played air hockey most of the time. Haven't played any Xbox lately, too much homework. I can play Closer to the Truth on piano, and my friend's learning the guitar part. I'm also learning the original version of Maple Leaf Rag. I also found my best friend from fifth grade on *a certain popular website.* Tchues!

Sorry it's been so long since I last posted, I've been really busy with school and Xbox and other miscellaneous things. I've been putting together my own Matoran language (I know, I'm a nerd) and have come up with about 40+ words including nouns, pronouns, adjectives, and verbs. I'll try to post 'em tomorrow. Also, I found a poem and the rough draft of a short story that I wrote last year: Sedron Nordhus' Rising Listen again to the tale Of the ancient warrior, Sedron, Who rode on the back of a whale And dubbed all his enemies dead men. He carried two swords That could massacre hordes Of the foes spread hither and thither He sailed the seas Answ'ring the pleas Of royals and vill'gers alike. On the day he fought Thor, 'Twas barely a fight, He gained the Mjolnir, Regardless Thor's plight. Then he shouted on high, For his glory was nigh, "Huzzah, huzzah! I depart to Valhalla!" He arrived in that hall, O that glorious hall! And announced to them all Of the Mighty Thor's fall. He raised the Mjolnir, And his heart swelled. For he saw their fear As the hammer was felled. And lo! it did fall In that glorious hall. And the patrons then fled, For King Odin was dead! And so goes the tale Of the warrior, Sedron, Who sought to be hailed By all gods and all men. But lo! 'twas not meet That he should succeed, For Thor would avenge His father, King Odin! Just a Feeling (rough draft) Lance was walking around campus with the other popular students. Wherever they went, other kids parted before them like the Red Sea. He was grinning so wide his lips turned white. This is paradise, he thought to himself. Then the alarm clock went off. "Nooo," he grumbled. He got up, showered and got dressed. Then he went downstairs to the kitchen. "Hey, Dad," he said. "Last night, Rick told me about a party Don Fredericks is having tonight. Is it all right if I go?" Mr. Anderson frowned and looked up from the newspaper. "How late?" he asked. "Not that late," Lance replied. "It'll only be for, like, an hour." "How late?" insisted his father. "Ten," said Lance, already knowing his father's answer. "Forget it. Bye." He walked out the door and ran to the bus stop. "I'm sneaking to the party," he told Rick during lunch period. "Again?" Rick moaned. "You've been caught all the other times. What makes you think you won't be this time?" "Just a feeling," Lance said as he watched the squad of 15 or so idolized Seniors walk by. "Ow!" said Lance between clenched teeth as he landed on the hard lawn. He grabbed his bike and pedaled as fast as he could to the Fredericks' home. When he got there, he dropped his bike on the lawn and sprinted to the door. Before he could knock, the door opened. "Well, well, well," said Don. "Hey, guys! Look who decided to show up!" Lance was greeted by a sea of faces. Then Don thrust a bottle of what he assumed was soda in his hand. "Make yourself at home, kid," Don said, laughing. Half an hour passed and Lance had started feeling a little dizzy. Then Don grabbed him by the wrist and led him out to the garage with three other party-goers. Chuckling, Don dropped a set of keys in Lance's open hand. "How'd you like to take her for a spin?" he said, gesturing to a red Jaguar with his head. "Seriously?" exclaimed Lance. He hopped in the driver's seat and waited for the others to get in. "You know what?" he said. "I just realized your parents are gone." "Business trip in San Fran," Don replied. Lance pulled out of the garage and peeled out over a corner of the lawn. The last thing he remembered was looking up and seeing a telephone poll rushing down to greet them. Lance awoke in a small, white room. He looked around at the assorted flowers, cards, and balloons. Then he heard a slow, rhythmic beeping and a low, quiet humming in the background. He realized where he was. "Dad? Hello?" he called. "Can anyone hear me?" A nurse walked by the door and, seeing he was awake, smiled. She turned around and, after a few seconds, came back with Lance's dad. Mr. Anderson knelt by the bed. "Lance," he said, eyes glistening with tears. After a half hour, Lance had been told he hadn't woken for three days. His father also told him his arm was broken in two places and his collar bone was fractured. Lance stood up. "What about Don and the others?" His father seemed to suddenly age ten years. "One of the girls and the boy in the back didn't make it. The other girl has a dislocated shoulder." said Mr. Anderson. "Don has a concussion and broken jaw. He's in a coma." Lance's shoulders sank and the regular enthusiasm in his eyes dissipated. Why didn't I listen to you, Dad? he thought. I knew Don had gotten in trouble for drinking before. Why didn't I just listen? "I knew you shouldn't have gone," said Rick during lunch period the day after Lance was released from jail. He was paler now. Lance had to stay in jail the last month or so for drunk driving. Ever since he came back to school, other students stared at him. Not with envy, jealousy, or awe like he used to dream of; but rather, with hate, disgust, and fear. "I shouldn't have tried becoming popular," he said. "All it brought was pain. I should've stayed with my real friends: you, Lisha, and Katie." "I shouldn't have even told you about the party," said Rick quietly. "Don't try and blame it on yourself," said Lance. Four Months Later Knock, knock, knock. "Come in," said Lance. Mr. Anderson opened the bedroom door. "Is your homework done?" he asked. "Yep." "Chores?" "Yeah." "Groceries?" "Kitchen counter," replied Lance. "Good," said his dad. "Thanks. Oh! I almost forgot. Don left a message saying he's having a party on Saturday. Do you want to go?" "No," said Lance. "I'm done with parties for now." I'm a little disappointed with the ending of the short story.

I think it would be realy awesome if they make a new BIONICLE game that follows the story, but is an exclusive source of a certain chapter in the story. Maybe like a story serial, but in game form. I would also prefer better game play, like being able to choose different elemental attacks and also being able to use melee attacks, as well as blasts. A different 3rd person style would be better, too. Possibly one similar to Assassin's Creed. And motion. That's what I didn't like about BIONICLE Heroes was the motion. I like games where you can jump, sprint, walk, strafe, crouch, dodge, and move the camera by itself. Voice acting would be a really cool addition, and being able to interact with other characters and the environment. A multi-player otion would be good, too.

I beat my second play-through on Mass Effect with a full Paragon meter! But I accidently killed the Council while trying to skip through the dialogue.

"i has mi xbox bak!!11!1!" said I when my Xbox 360 returned on my porch Wednsday after being repaired. For the first time since school started up again, I've been able to do something other than homework. Last night I played Assassin's Creed!

Friday I went to Oakland with my dad and nephew, and while there saw the same book copied in many different languages. Looking at a copy written in Maori, I discovered that 'Jesus' in Maori is 'Ihu.' I also saw other familiar names such as 'wairua,' 'whenua,' and 'Rama' while skimming through it. In the same building we saw 14 brilliant scupltures with religious significance. The next day, we drove to San Francisco. We went to the zoo and were a little disappointed by the fact that a lot of the exhibits were empty, but otherwise had a good time. I also discovered that 'Faxon' is a street in that city. Then we went to the Exploratorium and were able to look at just over half of the displays. While there I got to see a cow's eye get disected and learned a lot of things Eye (bad pun ) didn't know about both eyes and cows. Then we went to Pier 39 and were gonna go to Bubba Gump Shrimp Co., but the wait was gonna be an hour so we just had pizza. Finally we went home. THE END

I just realized that my total number of BIONICLE sets is 117! Also, my new apartment number: 117. The answer to the first math problem of the last section of my Pre-AP summer homework: radical-117. The Master Cheif's number: 117. Guess what my favorite number is. >_> I am a master at discovering numerical ka-winky-dinks that happen in my life.

Just got back from the optometrist. I have to wear these plastic, roll-up sunglasses that cut into the top of my nose when I'm outside so the sun's UV rays don't blind me. 'Cause I got my eyes dilated. But I finally get glasses that actually improve my vision!

Is a synonym for this morning. I'm the only one awake in my house, and have nothing to do. I can't even read a book. *shmergle* T_T

"i has red ring o deth on mi xbox," said I when the infernal Red Ring of Death appeared on my Xbox 360 last night.

I'm gonna be pretty busy this week so I won't be online as much.Gonna be at my friend's on TuesdayGoing to an A's game on WednsdayWeird Al concert Friday-SaturdayEssay and math to work on all week