<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12731569</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:23:51.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Creativity</title><subtitle type='html'>Creativity...who the hell needs it anyway?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WarShy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01646595066516757063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12731569.post-111617573184280499</id><published>2005-05-15T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T09:48:51.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gave the Greatest Gift...a child's laughter</title><content type='html'>alright not really. I donated blood last Friday, so maybe it'll indirectly lead to a child's laughter. I had an appointment during my 4th period class. After filling out all the paperwork, signing a donor card for my body parts (might as well donate everything else to a worthy cause), I sat in a seat to wait for my screening. I almost didn't get to donate blood because I had gotten a vaccine sometimes 8 weeks ago. It was one of those vaccines that you have to get before college, started with a "M." I couldn't remember it so the screener started reciting vaccines starting with M. After my screening, I got a complimentary T-shirt! I'm hot shit now. I actually have two because someone gave me theirs. I guess I'm hot...er shit now. After waiting a insane amount of time I finally got my turn. Like usual, they had a hard time finding a vein to draw blood from. I guess I'm just not jacked enough or something. Same thing happaned at my last blood test, but they found a vein. Unfortunatly, it was on the the upperside of my forearm. Anyway, the people taking my blood today decided to just switch to my right arm and thankfully they found a vein. Then they busted out the needle...that thing was fucking HUGE man. I thought it was going to be one of those small needles for shots, but this thing was a MONSTER. I could actually see the hollow part of it which wasn't good. It hurt like a bitch going in, but after that I didn't feel anything else. Meanwhile, everyone around me was like dying. People that had already went had told me that you feel more tired and more light headed as the blood is continuously drained out of you. I don't know why, but I didn't feel anything. All I could feel was the blood draining out of me, kinda like a arm thats fallen asleep. Maybe I really didn't feel the effects cause I'm always tired or something. Or maybe its just because I have a larger build then most people. Yet one of my friends, I'll call him Jack Black, who has a similar build and actually the same blood type (AB+) was lying down for sometime. Anyway after it was done, I jumped out of the chair and realized I was really really really hungry. I must of ate like 3 whole PB and J sandwhiches. (they were so good!) When I left, it was the middle of 7th period...and I had a Calc test! Yay! (this is sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsed today for the NHS induction. I think I'm just going to play the first 3 pages of "Variations of the Kanon" and "Lost Fragments," so I have a classic feeling piece with a videogame piece, the best of both worlds. Even if I played the whole Kanon, I wouldn't be able to finish it because I'm really not given a lot of time. Probably less then 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Choir Concert this next Saturday at the Montville Highschool. We are going to suck.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Gorillaz - Fire from the Head of Monkey&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing Star Ocean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12731569-111617573184280499?l=warshy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/feeds/111617573184280499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12731569&amp;postID=111617573184280499' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111617573184280499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111617573184280499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-gave-greatest-gifta-childs-laughter.html' title='I Gave the Greatest Gift...a child&apos;s laughter'/><author><name>WarShy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01646595066516757063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12731569.post-111585657893774712</id><published>2005-05-11T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:31:21.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AP Tests are OVER!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! It was so easy too, I'll cry if I don't get a 5.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;A little bit depressed. "T" hasn't really talked to me that much since last week. What little eye contact I got is pretty much gone and she kinda ignores me when we pass each other. I don't know if she even sees me as a friend as I have to lightly push her to get her attention and a hi when she is around her friends. Maybe shes embarrassed with me though I don't see a reason why. I think she only sees me as her morning ride. sigh...maybe I should just have left the ways things were.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;I think I found a person to go with to prom. Some of my friends have just been coming up to me and telling me to meet a junior named "M." I think I've met her before though, I'm not sure. However since shes a junior, I really don't know what to do. I still don't know what I'm doing for Prom weekend. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Lost is on! Good shit! I wonder if they'll reveal whats in the hatch...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc. (my new study time song)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12731569-111585657893774712?l=warshy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/feeds/111585657893774712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12731569&amp;postID=111585657893774712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111585657893774712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111585657893774712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/2005/05/ap-tests-are-over.html' title='AP Tests are OVER!!!'/><author><name>WarShy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01646595066516757063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12731569.post-111558359850889482</id><published>2005-05-08T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:19:58.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Fucking Kanon way overplayed anyway"</title><content type='html'>I only said those words yesterday and I've now come to realize that I was right. I heard it 4 times in the past 4 days. Once on Thursday when someone gave me a hard copy of "Variations of the Kanon" and I listened to the mp3 of it, the next day when I looked for the mp3 online, Saturday when the Rutgers pep band played it once, and Today while my mom was watching one of those "hip young Korean dramas" that all the other moms are watching. It started playing in the background. Divine Intervention? Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;First rehersal in front of a audience today for my choir graduation song. My friend, who is also graduating is playing the guitar and I get to play the piano. We're doing "Look What You've Done" by Jet. We were going to do Ben Folds Five - Raindrops Keep falling on my Head originally, but we're just too damn lazy to learn it. The Jet song is a hell of a lot easier to learn.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Final Fantasy X-2 Piano Collection - Wind Crest ~The Three Trails~&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing Nothing! I need to do a research project today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12731569-111558359850889482?l=warshy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/feeds/111558359850889482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12731569&amp;postID=111558359850889482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111558359850889482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111558359850889482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/2005/05/fucking-kanon-way-overplayed-anyway.html' title='&quot;The Fucking Kanon way overplayed anyway&quot;'/><author><name>WarShy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01646595066516757063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12731569.post-111552358382809282</id><published>2005-05-07T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T14:11:49.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grey Hairs are MULTIPLYING!!!</title><content type='html'>Run for your lives!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes the rumors are true...I'm going to Rutgers! (with no idea what the hell i'm majoring in) Freshman Oriantation was today and it was kinda boring. After a long ass speech by the Dean, we got split up into groups. We walked from the Campus Ave. Gym to Scott Hall. In order to avoid having people get lost, they have 250 Rutgers upperclassmen stand as a giant red wall. Yes 250 upperclassmen...who all forgot to take their ritalin. They were all jumping, pointing, and screaming stuff like "R U R U...blah blah blah." This insane chant went on and on. I started cotemplating suicide, but then I remembered their were better things to come. The sweet sweet sweet T3 internet connection (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sob sob, its beautiful man!) &lt;/span&gt;I think I'll need to buy a external harddrive for all the shit I know i'm going to download. MWHAHAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Also got to pick out courses today. Probably the most important decision I'll make for my future. I ended up taking Intro to Art Fundamentals, Art History, Biology, Calculus, and English. I hope I discover what I want to major in one of these days.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sigh:(&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mad piano skills are needed! It's bout fucking time! I'm being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; for the NHS induction ceromony! but I'm totally confused on what I need to play...shit. When "J-Ho" asked me if I could do it, she told me to find something "processional," whatever the fuck that means. When I asked my english teacher about it, she said they just needed me to play the Kanon. wtf? They better make up their minds. Just because I'm musician of the year doesn't mean that I don't have limits. I still have to learn the music if they decide on the Kanon. Otherwise I can play my videogame pieces. Yay!!! Represent Bitches!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'm thinking of playing if I can indeed choose...&lt;br /&gt;Tina from Final Fantasy 3&lt;br /&gt;Aeris' Theme (the more leet reborn version)&lt;br /&gt;Yuna's Theme from Final Fantasy 10&lt;br /&gt;Lost Fragments from (I have no freaken clue)&lt;br /&gt;B.T. from .Hack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the Kanon, its way overplayed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Finally got around to asking "T" to the prom. Turns out shes already being taken by "K." Apparently he asked her like 5 monthes ago. Damn that shameless bastard. There really has to be a rule or something that people can only start asking like a few weeks before prom or something. I hope she remains safe. From what I believe, I think he is just trying to get into her pants...maybe thats the jealousy talking. But what am I suppose to think when he has an away message that says to contact him on his new AIM SN PtownPimp [insert numbers]? If he hurts her in any way, I'll mess him up. I feel like a parent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ever vigilant!)&lt;/span&gt;...fucking grey hairs making me think old too.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Need to find a prom date, need to ask around.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;AP TESTS!!! AHHHHHH!!! Must study...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Hatebreed - Tear it down&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing Freedom Force vs the 3rd Reich ( my superhero owns)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12731569-111552358382809282?l=warshy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/feeds/111552358382809282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12731569&amp;postID=111552358382809282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111552358382809282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111552358382809282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/2005/05/grey-hairs-are-multiplying.html' title='The Grey Hairs are MULTIPLYING!!!'/><author><name>WarShy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01646595066516757063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12731569.post-111551899472422633</id><published>2005-05-03T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T19:29:41.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so I got nothing else to do with my life so I got one of these blog thingys. Hopefully I'll update it once in awhile. I guess I'm hot shit now...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Finally back home from my Myrtle Beach trip. The trip was pretty boring. The highlights of my trip was getting to touch the Rays at Ripley's Aquarium and driving go-carts like a maniac. Ahhh good times.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;I've also concluded that one of my friends is insane while we were buying fireworks *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gasp&lt;/span&gt;* while in South Carolina. After about 10 minutes looking around in the store I walk up to the cashier with $6.00 worth of bottle rockets. I turn around to my friend "hobbit," who was laughing maniacally and prancing merryily toward me with enough gunpowder to blow up the hotel. He shoved the armload of bottlerockets, sparklers, m-80s, roman candles, snaps, and more onto the cashier table. His crap turned out to be worth $40 freaken dollars! Crazy underclassman...&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Finally confessed today...unfortunatly I was turned down. I'm kinda depressed, but i'll try to remain optimistic. I feel as if a huge load has finally been taken off my chest. Since we're still friends, I wonder if she'll go to prom with me.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Jet-Look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing Star Ocean (the SNES one, going old school :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12731569-111551899472422633?l=warshy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/feeds/111551899472422633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12731569&amp;postID=111551899472422633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111551899472422633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12731569/posts/default/111551899472422633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://warshy.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post!'/><author><name>WarShy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01646595066516757063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
