First guys night out I had for a couple of months. The last time I had one was a few months ago where I invited a group of people to go bowling and pizza and poker at my house. I'm not a good bowler. My goal is to get triple digits which in bowling is pretty bad score.
Well last night I had a guys night with my good friend Nathan. He works the night shift at Geico and I hardly ever get to see him. I have spring break this week and he had yesterday off so we thought it would be fun to hang out. We didnt hang out till six and we got dinner at Buffalos. I had the bacon cheeseburger and he had a burger but I forgot what kind he had. We then went to the movies and saw "The Watchmen." The movie was ok, it was really long for one. And there other things I didn't like that I shouldn't say on here.
After the movies we went back to his house and its the first time for me going there. It was a nice small house and I really liked it. We were hardcore gamers that night. We started off playing on his Xbox 360. First game we played was his Mortal Kombat vs. DC. That game was alot of fun. I had no clue what the moves were. I abritraily did one and I would figure out what I did but I figured it out in the end. I only did beat him once out of like ten tries. The next game we played was The Lord of the Rings: Conquest. It's my game and he never played it. We finished half of the game, its really really short thouh. We then get Guitar Hero 3 out and rock to that. I'm awful at the game. The highest difficulty I can do is medium. I'm terrible using my pinkie to hit the orange button.
It's about twelve thirty and we decided to cook a pepporoni pizza, a digorno (I'm not sure if thats correct spelling). After we got done eating, we went to his room and he pulled out old school systems. He has the super nintendo and the original nintendo. We played duck hunt on there for at least an hour. If you never played duck hunt then you missed out. It's a game where you shoot at ducks that come on the screen. You have three chances to shoot one before it gets away. Nathan got to level fifteen and i got to twelve I want to say. But when I got tired of it and so I started messing around and I was able to keep playing more then ten feet away.
The most interesting thing we did that night was take apart his cd player. It had a weird look to it. It had speakers connecting to it from the back and the front was this blue cover that stood up vertically. Well we took it apart because a cd won't play but the radio does. Well we had no success. We took it completely apart and couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Well I stayed over there till about nine thirty in the morning and we didn't sleep. I got home at ten and I was knocked out and I woke up at one thirty. I got a call saying if I could go into at two and I was like great. I'm at work now finishing this blog and I'm sleepy!!!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Georgia Weather
So I'm loooooong over due to do some blogs for english class, so today I'm going to make up for them, well at least try to.
Georgia weather is the craziest thing ever. Last Saturday, February 28, we had a torando or two. The next day we had SNOW! It's been about a few years since we had snow stick to the ground. The best part of the snow day for me was the fact that I actually got to see the snow falling. I've experienced snow days three or four days in my life and I never remember seeing snow falling. I've always waken up to it in the morning and seen it on the ground already.
The snow day was fun I guess. We took our three dogs out, all dachshunds, and two of them loved playing in the snow. The other one was scared. She was whimpering after five minutes being out there. I don't think it's because she was cold because we put a doggy sweater on her. The funniest thing was when Christina built a snow man and that joker lasted four days.
As the week went on, it got warmer and warmer and today it got 83 degrees at one point. Thats hot for me. Going from heavy clothings to shorts.
Georgia weather is the craziest thing ever. Last Saturday, February 28, we had a torando or two. The next day we had SNOW! It's been about a few years since we had snow stick to the ground. The best part of the snow day for me was the fact that I actually got to see the snow falling. I've experienced snow days three or four days in my life and I never remember seeing snow falling. I've always waken up to it in the morning and seen it on the ground already.
The snow day was fun I guess. We took our three dogs out, all dachshunds, and two of them loved playing in the snow. The other one was scared. She was whimpering after five minutes being out there. I don't think it's because she was cold because we put a doggy sweater on her. The funniest thing was when Christina built a snow man and that joker lasted four days.
As the week went on, it got warmer and warmer and today it got 83 degrees at one point. Thats hot for me. Going from heavy clothings to shorts.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
A Rose For Emily
My first assigned blog for my English class, we are reading "A Rose for Emily," by William Faulkner and we are supposed to create another title for the story and explain why.
The story is kinda hard to follow and it ends up being nasty. The story is about an old woman named Emily Grierson who lives by herself in a large house except for her black servant Tobe. The story is told from the perspective of a towns person so we're only told what the town knows. No one goes in that house besides Emily and Tobe. The townspeople are very nosey of what Emily does. The townspeople think of Emily as the crazy and harmless old lady. At a young age, Emily's father never allowed her to see or go out with men. After her father's death, she started seeing a man named Homer Barron, even though he was flat out gay. One day, Emily goes out into town to buy rat poison. A few weeks later, Homer was never seen again. People thought he had just left because he was a "Yankee" and was moving on to the next job. Later, people complained about a strange smell and after nothing was done about it, a few of the men sprinkled Lyme around her house. After Homer left, Emily never left the house again forcing Tobe to go into the market. Years and years later, Emily dies. Every one shows up for her funeral and remembers her. After the funeral, a group of ladies hurried into the house to look at the one room that hasn't been opened in forty years. It looked like a bridal suite and in the bed was a rotten skeleton wearing the exact nightshirt that Emily had bought Homer. And on the pillow next to him was an indention and one of Emily's hairs. This story is pretty long and I only hit the key points in the story.
It's hard for me to think about a new title for the story. "A Bible for Emily," thats what the title should be. There were many questionable things in the story like maybe she did things with Homer when he was dead. I think she did disturbing things with the dead body. So thats why I changed rose to bible.
The story is kinda hard to follow and it ends up being nasty. The story is about an old woman named Emily Grierson who lives by herself in a large house except for her black servant Tobe. The story is told from the perspective of a towns person so we're only told what the town knows. No one goes in that house besides Emily and Tobe. The townspeople are very nosey of what Emily does. The townspeople think of Emily as the crazy and harmless old lady. At a young age, Emily's father never allowed her to see or go out with men. After her father's death, she started seeing a man named Homer Barron, even though he was flat out gay. One day, Emily goes out into town to buy rat poison. A few weeks later, Homer was never seen again. People thought he had just left because he was a "Yankee" and was moving on to the next job. Later, people complained about a strange smell and after nothing was done about it, a few of the men sprinkled Lyme around her house. After Homer left, Emily never left the house again forcing Tobe to go into the market. Years and years later, Emily dies. Every one shows up for her funeral and remembers her. After the funeral, a group of ladies hurried into the house to look at the one room that hasn't been opened in forty years. It looked like a bridal suite and in the bed was a rotten skeleton wearing the exact nightshirt that Emily had bought Homer. And on the pillow next to him was an indention and one of Emily's hairs. This story is pretty long and I only hit the key points in the story.
It's hard for me to think about a new title for the story. "A Bible for Emily," thats what the title should be. There were many questionable things in the story like maybe she did things with Homer when he was dead. I think she did disturbing things with the dead body. So thats why I changed rose to bible.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Springdale
I was never one of those kids in school who moved around alot. I don't remember my pre school names but I remember the locations. Any ways, I went to Springdale Elementary from Kindergarden to sixth grade. I would say my favorite year was sixth grade. I basically had the most fun in this grade. My class had all of my good friends in the school. We were also given little jobs to help the school as well. There were future teachers (who helped the lower grades with grading class work), fire patrol (during a fire drill they made sure everyone was needed to be and out of the school), and gym helpers (who set up the daily equipment for the gym classes for the day). I was selected to be a future teacher. I had a good time doing it. My friend Jaukeem Balcom and I had a first grade class and we never had a dull moment in there.
I didn't really have a least favorite year. I had times where I disliked it alot. Fourth grade I had the harderst teacher ever and she was my science teacher. She was my only C in elementary school. Also in fifth grade we had to read books and get AR points so we could go outside every week. We had to get five points a week and I never did it. I always was inside.
There were other things that I miss about the school. Every year a grade or two perform these plays that took up two hours of the day. They were always fun to watch and also fun to do. The dances were also fun. Well it was fun for me cause girls liked me than and so I never got a no when I asked a girl to dance. One of my most memorable day at Springdale is the paper ball fight. At the end of the year our grade threw away all the paper we had and we put them in these black trash bags. Each class had about four or five and there four classes. Thats about twenty big bags of paper balls. The game was played out by dumping all the paper in teh middle of the gym floor. And the object of the game is to get the most paper on one side wins. I was the guy who barriacaded a section cause I was pretty strong compare to other people. I think our class did well but I dont think we won though.
I didn't really have a least favorite year. I had times where I disliked it alot. Fourth grade I had the harderst teacher ever and she was my science teacher. She was my only C in elementary school. Also in fifth grade we had to read books and get AR points so we could go outside every week. We had to get five points a week and I never did it. I always was inside.
There were other things that I miss about the school. Every year a grade or two perform these plays that took up two hours of the day. They were always fun to watch and also fun to do. The dances were also fun. Well it was fun for me cause girls liked me than and so I never got a no when I asked a girl to dance. One of my most memorable day at Springdale is the paper ball fight. At the end of the year our grade threw away all the paper we had and we put them in these black trash bags. Each class had about four or five and there four classes. Thats about twenty big bags of paper balls. The game was played out by dumping all the paper in teh middle of the gym floor. And the object of the game is to get the most paper on one side wins. I was the guy who barriacaded a section cause I was pretty strong compare to other people. I think our class did well but I dont think we won though.
Monday, January 19, 2009
About Me....
The name is Christopher Longson Lewis and I'm nineteen years old. I have an ordinary family, if u call a twin sister two brothers and one of them is autistic normal. I'm a normal guy i guess u can say, i attended Westside High School and i plan getting a degree in accountanting at MSC but im not sure if thats what i really want to do. The one thing i know for sure what to do is begin a life with my highschool sweet heart Kaeli Jones, I love her so much, we have our ups and downs but we love each other to death. Last Friday was actually our twenty one months.
So more about me. I'm sometimes shy at first before you get to know me but I open up really quick. I'm a kid at heart and always will be. I like going to the movies, hanging out with friends, and most of all spending time with my girl friend. Do you know some people who are very cute when they are young but get less attractive as they get older? Well I think I'm like that. I was rejected three times when asking a girl out so I gave up. I'll admit I had zero confidence but hey thats who I was. I think I grew out of that but I'm not entirely sure.
One of my favorite activities ever when hanging out with the guys is football. I always want to play tackle cause it'll make things more interesting. I always try to get people to go out and play at Springdale (thats the elementary school I went to). It's alot of fun and I even broken my nose playing too. I told my friend to throw lower cause we can jump three feet in the air. Well next play the ball is thrown to me and it was over my head and so I reached up and grabbed for it. My friend than charged at me and my nose was the first thing he hit with his shoulder. I bled for about ten minutes and started playing again. I know it wasn't smart but thats how I am. I keep playing not caring how much it hurts.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
My Heading
For my Macon State 1102 English class, I had to create a blog and write about misceallonus things on here as an assignment. I had to come up with a heading for this blog and it wasn't all that difficult to come up with one. "The Lone Y Chromosome" came to mind. The reason it came to mind is because I am the only one in the class with a y chromosome. It doesn't really bother me that I'm the only male in the class room. My first thought was that it was kinda funny how it turned out to be twenty girls and one boy. Another reason I chose the title because it kinda rhymes to me, the lone and the "some" part of chromsome. It's a poetry class, so i thought to myself, "It rhymes why not?"
The odds that I'm the only male to sign up for the class is odd. I guess guys didn't want to sign up for an english class at nine thirty in the morning, but I did. I don't really have a reason to why I picked Mrs. Aikin as my teacher. I guess for two reasons. The first one is that I wanted to get done with my classes as soon as I could for the day. The other reason is cause I heard Professor Aikins was a good teacher to have. My friends Amy and Mason recommended me so I said to myself, "Might as well."
I'm a little nervous about the class. I've been over this material before in my senior year highscool (went to Westsdie if anyone was wandering). So the material should be familiar with me. One problem though, english is probably my weakest subject. I've gotten much better at writing papers last semester and as a result i got an A in English 1101 so I was very excited how that turned out. The part where I bomb the most is poetry. I am terrible at explaining them and even writing one. All I can do is do my best. I've already got a study partner slash tutor. My twin sister Christina sits behind me in class. (She is one minute older if anyone was wandering.)
This ends my blog for today. Till next time. Hobey-ho
The odds that I'm the only male to sign up for the class is odd. I guess guys didn't want to sign up for an english class at nine thirty in the morning, but I did. I don't really have a reason to why I picked Mrs. Aikin as my teacher. I guess for two reasons. The first one is that I wanted to get done with my classes as soon as I could for the day. The other reason is cause I heard Professor Aikins was a good teacher to have. My friends Amy and Mason recommended me so I said to myself, "Might as well."
I'm a little nervous about the class. I've been over this material before in my senior year highscool (went to Westsdie if anyone was wandering). So the material should be familiar with me. One problem though, english is probably my weakest subject. I've gotten much better at writing papers last semester and as a result i got an A in English 1101 so I was very excited how that turned out. The part where I bomb the most is poetry. I am terrible at explaining them and even writing one. All I can do is do my best. I've already got a study partner slash tutor. My twin sister Christina sits behind me in class. (She is one minute older if anyone was wandering.)
This ends my blog for today. Till next time. Hobey-ho
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