Blog #4

Sam

Are We Human or Are we Dancer?

 Isa says we have to blog about our nicknames. I have many nicknames. Sam, Sammyboy, Samingo, Same, Crazy Legs, and.... Samantha. Not so proud about that last one. Well I guess there is some pretty cute Samanthas out there and I'm one of them. 

• Sam- My main nickname. This is usually what people call me. I'm not sure where it originated but it is a classic.
• Sammyboy- Some people just have the urge to call me this. Whether it is a cute 17 year old senior from Bonneville or a hairy jock from West Jefferson.
• Samingo- My dad is the only one who calls me this name. I think maybe we were at the zoo and I was looking at the flamingos. Samingo, Flamingo, maybe? This was also part of my first email.
• Same- How some people (girls in particular) pronounce my name. I believe it is from a movie. Saaaame. It sounds kind of like that. Sometimes this is cute and sometimes it is rather annoying. I guess it depends on the girl who is calling me it.
• Crazy Legs- Back in the day I played 21 every Tuesday in mutual. I was not very skilled offensively but my definsive skills were unmatched. I got in faces, I casted spells, I sang distractively, I kicked, punched, kamehamehad, and was all over the court. I was a blur of motion and randomness. For this I was given the nickname Crazy Legs. Good times.
• Samantha- Nuff said.

 By the way the title of this blog is the line from an excellent song, Human by the Killers. It has deep, thought provocing lyrics and a catchy synth line. The Killers are quite a band.  But back to nicknames. Sometimes you may wish you have a certain nickname. But usually you cannot ask for a nickname you must receive it. Well whatever you want to call yourself. Reader, whom-it-may-concern, Rea9der (the 9 is slient) till the next blog.

Klurisa

 Who am I?

            Blog blog blog, bloggidy blog blog blog.Today we are blogging about nicknames. Sometimes I feel as if I lose a piece of my identity with each nickname I receive and discover a new me.

             My first nickname,Ris, came about at a young age because my name was difficult for some people to say. Sometimes it is lengthened into Risa. One of my cousins would call me Risa Roo. It made me feel as if I was a character in Winny the Pooh. Risa Roo is no longer used regulary but Ris and Risa are still names I get called on a regular bases.

             Charlie Brown, that be me!(: My sisters and I all have interesting nicknames and they don't really make sense. Kalesta''s is Paris, Kaysha's is Vern and mine is Charlie Brown. I often get called Charlie.(: Potatoes Forever! It's a sister thing you guys would not understand.

             I babysit often and love little kids. My name is hard for most little kids so what do I get? Nicknames. Kissa is one that came from little miss Kenzi! She is my old babysitters daughter. Love her to death. Speaking of my old babysitter she gave me a nickname when I was just a wee child. Slobber. I am so greatful this nickname was grown out of. I guess that when she would hold me I would slobber on her watch. Yum! haha.

              Kissa... When I went to YASE my friend Jessica decided to use this nickname. It is used as Kissa Girl or my Love Kissa. Or just Kissa. She didn't know that I had already been calles this so it's interesting to me she also came up with this.

              Elementary and Junior High are rough years. Kids are brutal. Ok now that I look back its not that bad but i thought it was horrible at the time. Some boys decided to call me Klorox. Weird. But it kinda fits now. I am kind of a germaphobe. Maybe they should have called me Mrs. Clean. But that is weird becasue I am not married. We will stick with Klorox. Some days they still call me that. Some people just never grow up;)

                Recently I have received new nicknames. My friends from Wizard of Oz have added to my list. Kluey is one that came about first. Gina came up with that one. Not sure where but all well. I think she may be the only person who calls me that besides those who are teasing me. My dearest McKell now calls me K. Along with Mr. Sean Harker. Just easier in texting I guess. Another one that is sometimes used is Miss K.

                  Do names really count as nicknames if they are longer than your original name? I'm not sure but if so in Junior High Camry added like 10 names to my name. Klurisa Josiphine is what i remember. There were many follwoing but Klurisa Josiphine stuck. I wish sometimes I had a middle name. People ask me what my middle name is and I just want to make one up. But I can't becasue then I would be lying. And lying is not nice.

                  As Sam and I were chatting about our topic he came up with some new ones. Kluri, Luri, Urisa, and Isa. Isa is different but i'm slightly a fan. Makes me feel... like a VAMPIRE! Ok not really but I forgot what my first thoughts were when he said it. It's said like EEESA. Kinda weird but exotic.

          

                  I know I am missing some names but maybe as I remember them I will add them to my other blogs. But as of right now that is the end of my list of names. Enjoy.

Blog #3

SAM

Wednesday Skipped!?

 Well I am getting more professional with my blogs. I even put a heading on this one. Isn't that exciting. As you can see my enemy and I decided to skip Wednesday. This was a sad day in the wars. It was our break from the intense, rigorous battle of the every day news in our lives.

 School went well today. I learned about the Plan of Salvation in Seminary, business tactics in History, income statements in Economics, and how to use photoshop in Intro to BPA. Math was a work day today, so I didn't really learn anything. I used my knowledge to complete problems in a sequential manner. Sounds great right? 

 Klurisa has a lot of homework to do, so I don't know if she will be able to blog. Well I guess the score is Sam-2, Klurisa-1. Mwahahaha my plan is working.

 By the way I do not have work tonight so I will be playing Legend of Zelda Wind Waker. I think I am amost done. I am trying to find someone to take the place of the wind gaurdian in the wind temple because Ganondorf destroyed her soul. This person is holding some sort of instrument. I think it is called a lute. Well hoplefully I can beat the game soon because Metroid Prime is waiting.

 Enough about video games and school. The road to learn C++ is a sure but long path. Jacob and I still don't have a compiler to run code in. But nevertheless we shall learn it fast enough to win the competition.

 Well looks like Klurisa is blogging now. This is slightly addictive. She would have to agree. Yesterday she told a story she thought was funny. Nobody laughed. Now she thinks she is not funny. This was quite sad, and a little bit depressing. Hopefully her flare for life is still alive in her blogs. Well that is all I have to say. Ttyl readers.

KlURISA

Today was a Fairytale

SAM!

     Sam wore a blue shirt today therefor it has made my day blue. Don't fret lil reader blue can be happy too. For the first hour of my day was a happy day. I was just all smiley and telling funny stories. then I went to tell lil blue boy a story and I remembered that I am not funny. Well that is what he thinks. Really I am hilarious he just doesn't see it yet.

COWS!

       How now brown cow. A cow is a cow and it will always be a cow. If you keep it longer its still a cow. If you sell a cow it's still a cow. Lets move on from the cows now because I have had enough of Cows from Mr. Birds class. Paintballing cows anyone?

TEXT!

      I have not texted anyone today during school. It's a miracle. I feel as if my phone is broken but really no one thinks I'm funny anymore so that is why my friends have betrayed me. Just as the lil blue man has. I AM FUNNY!

COLD!

       My fingers are cold. I am not sure why but they make me all cold. As I am typing they are getting colder. I just realized the Window is open. that is why I am cold. It is WINTER people. It is cold outside.

       Now that you have heard about my day you will see that it was not a fairytale because fairy tales are lies and no one is always as happy as Cinderella and I talked to no mice today. Therefore today was just a normal day and fairy tales give people high expectations.

Blog #2

SAM

This is day two in my epic blog war with Miss Young. She will be DESTROYED!

 Anyways my day has gone well so far. I enjoyed painting a water bottle in Mr. Stembridge's class. I will be C++ programming in the future that will be a nice challenge. I am wearing a DBZ shirt today. It is quite nice. Do you know what DBZ is. Well let me tell you...

 Dragon Ball Z is a Japanese animated television show where a group of aliens and humans train to become stronger and learn different fighting techniques. They must defeat villians to save earth. A common theme in this television show is to challenge yourself and overcome obstacles by working as a team.

 Well DBZ is a great show and I will be beating Klurisa. She will die!

KLURISA

I lost the last blog! this means revenge.

           I repeat this blog has no rules. So I shall now tell you about my neck problems....

                                  OUCH!            This is howI feel. I popped it and well it feels a little bit better but not much. It was like pop, pop, pop.

                    AWE...             But now the pain has returned! I am not sure how to deal with this because I want to die. I think maybe I have a ninja insideo of my neck tryingto kill me.  But don't you fret dear reader because I will live...I hope.

               If you ever have neck problems here is a list of things to do to help you feel better.

1. Slap Sam
2. Text your sister a picture of how you look when you are in pain
3. Take your ear rings out
4. Blog about how much pain you are in
5. look at pictures of Mr. Stems water bottles.
6. read this list
7. realize it didn't help at all
8. keep reading this ridiculous list
9. slap sam again
10. make sam make you a sandwich.

            I hope this list has helped you with your neck problems.
                          Sincerely,
                                     I am dying

Blog #1

SAM

Today I started a blog against Klurisa. She is going down. I will destroy her because of my many talents and charm. Klurisa also isn't a very good speller, but back to what this blog is really about, me.

  So the other day Klurisa and Ambur came to my house. I wasn't even there and they just walked right in. Klurisa had to use the bathroom (no surprise there). They didn't even knock. It was so rude and impolite. I would never do that. My family is kind and giving. Even though Klurisa and Ambur didn't knock my mom let them have cookies. That's just how good Haroldsens are. And Klurisa didn't even say thank you. Jeeze.

Also I am growing a moustache because it is no shave November (aka movember). It is coming in nicely. Some people say it is gross and distracting but I don't care. They are just jealous of my moustache growing skills.

I recently received a new video game Legend of Zelda Wind Waker. It is quite fun. I will post more since Klurisa says that we are timed. Till tomorrow readers.

KLURISA

This is agent Klurisa starting blog wars with the sandwich man! This blog has no rules. So I shall now wow you with my awesomeness.      Once upon a time there was a magical unicorn who was wondering through the forest (P.s. input tech has helped my typing a lot. You are an amazing teacher Stembridge) came upon an angry man who wanted a sandwich. He was demanding that a woman make him a sandwich. The unicorn then saw the mans eyes turn red and he bagan to cry. He was ashamed that his mother had never made him a sandwich before. He began to cradle the unicorn and explain to him that he just once wanted to be treated as a child and have a woman make him a sandwich. The unicorn almost shed a tear but not quite. Instead the unicorn just drank a mountain dew. The man pulled himself together and began to eat a tree out of pure hunger. Then a fairy arrived and fed the man a sandwich because she took pity on him. Moral of the story if a man wants a woman to make him a sandwich it is probably because his mother never made him a sandwich.        Samuel, this war shall be great and mighty. May the odds be forever in your favor.

May the odds be forever in your favor!

     Blogs wars are cruel yet some what civil. They are brutal yet sweet. Harsh but entertaining. Blog Wars have no rules and are judged by the readers. You may ask why? Well, It all started in BPA when we had some spare time. We discovered that on Moodle we had a blog spot. We decided to Blog against each other and see who would win by the end of the tri. We will battle to the death to see who is the best blogger. Sam, May the odds be forever in your favor.