February 2011 Blog Posts (331)

My name is Tim Wetzel and I am an Americorps NCCC alumni. Recently a budget has been proposed that will eliminate the Americorps program leaving communities with out access to MILLIONS of dollars in grants as well as thousands of individuals who have given their time to make a difference in their communities as well as their nation. Please consider supporting The Americorps Program by talking to your Representative or singing a petition (…

LINKIN PARK CONCERT TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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This is the front and the back of the note I found in my local Barnes and Nobel left byt Uconn Nerdfighters, I left the book and note their for future nerdfighters but I felt I had to take pictures of the event.

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hey my friends and i are doing  relay for life and well.... none of them have really done anything to earn any money so far, (a few donated to themselves) so I really am  trying to raise money for the entire team, and would love for people to donate to our cause: a cure for cancer! if you would like to donate just click the following link to donate to our team:…

On Fox this evening there was a commercial called My 7 Minutes. It's an anti-smoking campaign that shows all of the better things you can do instead of smoking.

I noticed that one of them was a girl reading a book. She held up the book and said "This is my 7 minutes."

That book was Looking For Alaska.

I must say that Nerdfighters once again are working hard to decrease world suck. Go us!

DFTBA

Hello nerdfighters! I don't know if you've heard, but here in the UK a great number of libraries are set to close and in America, Borders has announced the closure of hundreds of bookstores.  I find this to be very sad news indeed.  Ever since I was really little, libraries have been my 'happy place.'  Whenever I felt out of place at school, picked on or bullied, I'd escape into the nearest library and into a favourite book.  I used to suffer from panic attacks when I changed schools (which…

I decided to post some of my older poetry. Hope you enjoy!

This City

I am the breath of this city

Gasoline lifeblood crawling asphalt veins

This raging, pumping heart's

Chaotic rhythm

Mine.

I am the eyes of this city

Burning spotlights tracing prison walls

These tinted lenses etched with

Fractured beauty

Gone.

I am the ears of this city

Unsettled…

Probably a short note, but who knows? i might ramble ;D

I have now had two non-Christian friends who believe in reincarnation use the law of conservation of mass as a way to justify their belief. Their Logic is that, if energy can neither be created nor destroyed then, since souls have energy they must not be able to be  created or destroyed thus they must 'reincarnate' or some sort of theory like that.

The problem is a pretty big one: The law of conservation…

Note: ok so this one has alot more truth to it...

You are everything that hurts me,

Everything I loathe,

Everything I shouldn’t want

But everything…everything

That I cannot live without.

Why? Why do I love you?

My sweet poison?

Why must I want you?

Oh ravager of my soul?

I try and I try and I try yet some more,

To be rid of these feelings at my front…

Note: I want to start by saying this is the first actually 'sad' poem ive written, definitely the first lament, and i just want to make it clear that this is not how i feel though there is (like all good pieces of literature) i seed of truth, anyway, enjoy lol

Too weak to enjoy this life of mine

Too strong to end this great confine,

Woe! is this great conflict of character,

Woe! Is this impatience to see what is…

Born to parents

That were born again.

Raised with the worthiest of kin.

Trusting he’s there

But searching for wisdom.

What I found there

Made me quite fearsome

Tearing her down

Is what I was best at

I thought I had found

But really I’d guessed at,

What it had meant

To be very blessed that,

I took for granted

The girl I digressed at.

The price was high

For…