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Name: Caleb
Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States
Birthday: 8/20/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Anthing to do with music, football, polevaulting, swimming and wrestling.
Expertise: I would love to claim expertise on loads of things but unfortunatley I cant. I can do many things, I am just not the best at any of them
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
MSN: no_1_superman@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  gods_musicman04@yahoo.com
Member Since:
9/22/2004
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| I decided that I needed to update. Ok, I’ll be honest I didn’t decide and this really isn’t me. But, since this is my best friend pretending to be me, I’m sure that the update will be pretty accurate. Not much has changed with me…(at all). I still say the same things over and over again like: “prove it”….”huh”….”crazy”…. actually truth be told I say those things too much and I really need to come up with something new…I know, crazy. I’m still going to Crown, although this year isn’t going as well as last year, mostly because my best friend is gone, and partially because…. wait never mind there is no partially, it’s all because my best friend is gone. I played football this year (most of you know that). I hurt my foot because I tripped on the way to my dorm room (over nothing), most of you prolly don’t know that. I like pumpkin pie. Well I guess that’s all that needs to be said about me for now, I know, you are all grateful that this weblog has something new…. quite frankly me too. | | |
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Im sitting here pondering the last 5 minutes of my room. It all started when Jeff pulled out the air-soft gun. So here we are sitting around our room like the brave men that we are, "Shoot him" "No shoot him" "If you shoot me I will wreck you" "Dont you dare touch me with that thing, im serious" So there i stand with a air-soft gun in my hand, in the middle of a theological discussion with the rest of my roommates as to who is going to take a pellet first. We are all in this deep discussion when low and behold who sits up in bed but my freshman roommate. "dude you can shoot me it doesnt hurt." I did what any normal sophmore boy would do...i leveled the gun at him and proceded to shoot him.......4 times. it was extemely funny, and the only thing funnier that shooting one person is shooting two. So i pointed the air-soft gun at the next closest person....Cliff. "Caleb if you shoot me i will end your life immediatly" I pondered that for a moment and realized that my life is kind of important to me, that i have several things i still want to do, so i did what any logical sophmore would do.....i handed the gun to my freshman roommate and told him to shoot Cliff....better his life than mine, plus i had a good view to watch. Way to take one for the team Chris. "Chris if you shoot me with that i will kill you, i was kidding when i said i would kill Caleb.....I love Caleb......i dont love you and have no problem ending your life" Chris thought about this for a second and did what any normal demented freshman would do.....he pullled the trigger. Cliff sat there as if to ponder if this small freshman child-like being really just shot him. After coming to the conclusion that yes this 160 pound freshman did shoot this 200 pound senior decided to resond in due fashion. He got up very calmy, yet with a purpose, and proceeded to try and make good on his word about killing him. "I cant believe you just shot me, i told you not to shoot me and you did." Before me and my other suite-mates could react, partly from shock, partly from laughter, Cliff was on top of Chris with his head firmly between his hands. At this point i realized that i would have entirely too much paperwork to fill out if my roommate died and decided to try to intervene while inflicting the least amount of pain on myself as possible. "Cliff get off him its ok, just get off him" Cliff responds still in a calm and collected matter "No Caleb im just going to kill him and it will be ok" Eventually Cliff got off of him. Id like to think that it was because of the full-nelson that i put him in but i know better. And the moral of this whole night.....dont shoot bigger men with air-soft guns....but if someones going to do it make sure its not you and that you have a good view for afterwards. | | | |
| So here I sit, almost noon, still in my shorts that i slept in. I went to bed last night with kind of an upset stomache and woke up this morning with a really upset stomache. So here I sit.......trying to get better for practice this afternoon, because after sitting out most of last season i know what its like to not be on that field. I know what it feels like to have to sit back and just watch, and i dont ever want to have to do that again...even just for practice. so as long as i can physically practice im going to. Other than that nothing much is new. I just re-read Friday Night Lights which is still way better than the movie i dont care what anybody says. i still cant find my hat. i still want it back. im still teary-eyed that its gone. this sucks. im gonna go play madden 2006
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| So I woke up this morning and it was raining, it was pretty exciting. I decided to go out and read my Sydney Park homework out by the baseball fields. I love the rain. Then as i was walking out there it really started to rain.......and i got really wet. im ok with that. Yeah so my roomate was just tickeling me......first of all my roomate is a guy, second of all (its always good to have at least two points when you start numbering them) i am extremely tickelish. i wanted to kill him. oh yeah now were going to get to the really sad part of the day. For those of you that dont know i have a hat. This hat has been mine through a lot. Its basically been everywhere with me for the last half of my life. and i think i lost it today. i took it off at chapel and forgot to put it back on after. i went back and couldnt find it.....i checked the lost and found and couldnt find it.....i talked to the people that clean over there and couldnt find it.......i think im gonna cry. you laugh....im serious. so that basically ruined my day. i hope i find it. i miss it. this sucks.
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| So it was a pretty good weekend. Had a bonfire, slept underneath the stars, spent the next night looking at the stars in my telescope, mowed the lawn, helped my little brothers paint there playhouse, went to a movie, watched a football game, had a picnic, talked my little brother through his first football practice ever, took my dog on a walk and played my first round of golf. Ok so the golf was actually really funny....I shot a 60.......for those of you that play golf and are going "yeah right" because a 60 is insanely good, have no fear because it was on 9 holes instead of 18. For those of you that are now laughing wait a sec because you can laugh harder when i tell you that it was only a par 3 course.......which means par was 27. Did i mention that i hit 4 balls in the water? Its not like Tiger Woods golf on X-Box where that doesnt matter. In real life you have to pay for them when you lose them. Well actually they were my brothers so it was funny. But anyway yeah........i was horrible....but it was fun anyway. Im gonna jet.....talk to you guys later. God bless
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