drawing on napkins means its time to leave...

why does walking to radinas to get on twitter and facebook seem so much more productive than doing it at home? maybe because i enjoyed talking to the lady behind the coffee counter who made my hot chocolate...who knows

does anyone feel like a smooth operator when they are behind a keyboard. but as soon as your on the phone or talking in person you turn into M O R O N. i could be don juan if i didn't have to look people in the eye.

final sickness update. 7 straight days of being out with 'the strep.' now i'm feeling great. i learned that you can truly feel rested if you sleep over 12 hours a day for 7 days straight. even though i was sick, i feel like my body is c0mpletely rested. when i woke up this morning for work at 6:45 I was instantly wide awake feeling great. all i could think of was, "so this is what waking up is SUPPOSED to feel like."

trying to find good twitter accounts to follow. if you have suggestions, tell me. (don't say people like shaq, ashton, or famous people that i don't care about) i'm looking for things like this or this. like a cnn of funny things, is there a twitter for that. same with blogs. tell me if you know any of those too...

i'm out. radinas partner has resorted to drawing on napkins...this means we need to leave.

reading at the speed of light through 10-page books

'a series of unfortunate events' makes me feel like i can read really fast. a feeling i've never had. but when each page is only 22 lines, you can seriously fly through a book.

is it possible that my upper lip is caving in on itself due to chapped-ness. will my lip be gone by the time i'm 50. i'm seriously a little worried about it.

lately, i've been a part of/read about/heard stories about/seen a lot of confrontation. they should rename november to "confront that one guy about the thing" month. or no shave november. that probably works the best. one day i'd love to participate in no shave november and not look like i have dirt all over my face.

i learned a lot about my old friends this weekend. i will be confronting you about it these stories in the near future. most of the confrontations will sound like this, "how could you have not told me you did...such and such... that's such a great story!"

tiny rambos and internet mistresses...

i don't know why i go on these long breaks with blogger. i guess it's hard to date 3 different websites at once. twitter is the girl who's every moment makes you happier. it's still in the 'get to know you' phase, but the time we've spent together is magical. facebook is the steady girlfriend. the one where we know eachothers flaws but love eachother anyway. facebook and i are in love, while twitter and i are just in 'passionate like' with one another. blogger, however...blogger is the girl you call up when you're really drunk, really lonely, really happy, or a mix between all 3. blogger sees the extreme side of you, but is always ready and willing for that 1:00am text or call.

it's hard having 3 mistresses.

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few things i've been wanting to say:

1- most intense day of my work life was today. i'll try my best to throw in a few tid-bits at a second twitter i started (MidSchoolQuotes). but i'm pretty sure i'm not allowed to say much legally. i will say that it involved the police, a runaway, a wrestling match between a 74 pound kid and a 200 pound principal, the police again, a small version of rambo, and divine intervention. ask me. it's a good story.

2- chicago trip this weekend (fingers crossed). pact crew to visit chitown without a single plan. sounds like the perfect weekend. also getting a chance to see this girl who i haven't seen in a thousand years. it's a tragedy that needs a remedy. and that remedy is saturday night.

3- started reading lemony snicket. love it, which officially makes me have the reading level of a 4th grader. but to make myself feel better, i started yesterday on book 1 and am already half way through it.

4- i'm learning how to save people's lives. no kidding. but emt class is freakin hard. why God made the human body so complex is a mystery and i don't like it. (btw, don't ask me to save your life yet, i'd probably wet myself attempting)

5- attn. all KC readers of this blog. find me a job, find me an apartment, find me a 4 year school, and i will join you. as cheap trick said, "i want you to want me. i need you to need me. i'd love you to love me."

6- didn't i didn't i didn't i see you crying, didn't i didn't i didn't i see y......ummmm....sorry.

7- i did my first ever 'defriending' on the advice of her. don't hate me if we're not facebook friends anymore. but if you read this, we should be fine...

in the words of my middle school companion "i'm leaving here and there's no way anyone's going to stop me. now get out of my way so i can leave"

the SIMs: middle school edition

sometimes...most of the time...kids can be mean. i get to see the whole thing as if it were a sim city game. "SIM MIDDLE SCHOOL." the task is to get as many people to think you're cool while simultaneously making everyone else less cool.


WAYS TO GET 'COOL POINTS':

--pick on someone who is an easy target (the kid who hasn't hit puberty, the kid who hangs out with the LD students, the pokemon card carriers).

--cause your group of friends to laugh at something. most of the time this has to do with humiliating another member of the group of friends which causes them to lose 'cool points.'

--you would think that getting the girls to like you would be a way of getting the 'cool points' but actually it doesn't work that way. making fun of a guy who has a crush on a girl, however, easy way to pick up a few points

--causing someone else to get in trouble without being a snitch

There are dozens of other ways to win this game. None of which has to do with being a kind person, helping others, working hard, being an unconditional friend, or treating people respectfully.

I don't like this game. It isn't real. The players are real, and the harm that is caused is real. But the imaginary scale that these kids put themselves on, is not real.

the adventures of skeptical-man

I don't know what my deal is. But every time I get around a Christian setting I turn into SKEPTICAL-MAN. Who's super powers involve making me judge everyone, critique their theological discrepancies, and label those around me. For example, this morning a friend of mine said the phrase while praying, "I hope that we can make Christianity more attractive." All I could think of after that is how we shouldn't need need make Christianity attractive. We don't need to dress it up and put make-up on it in order to make a sale. That truth should speak for itself. That Christ's life/my life should speak for itself.

Then after giving a mini-sermon to myself and making me feel superior...I realized my own stupidity and felt annoyance for most of the morning.

I feel like Ross in FRIENDS when he keeps correcting people's grammar (except it's in my head). I hate that about myself. SKEPTICAL-MAN needs to be defeated by JUST-CHILL-AND-ENJOY-STUFF-MAN.

mid. sch. fav. (abbr. req. 4 tit.(le) plz.)

now that I'm back in midsch, I want to talk about a few of my favorite things to do.

1: and it will remain number 1, catching the line cutters at lunch. new policy puts them back to the VERY back of the line (at least a 12 min. wait) even for the smallest of line jumping. i'm cruel. but it's my own fun game.

2: jokingly grabbing the bad/fun kids by the neck and squeezing them. i only do this to the ones that WONT sue me, and on second thought, posting it here on my blog may prove to be a poor choice.

3. making bad jokes into the radio. all the supervisors have radios and ear pieces. never a day goes by that a joke is not told. and there has yet to be a good joke.

4. talking to the office ladies. i don't know what it is about midsch, but every one of them has AMAZING ladies in the office. they joke around and goof off, but still get everything done. it's like being the office aid in 8th grade...but whenever i want.

5. constantly searching for great quotable lines from these middle schoolers. I've found a few, and they can be found on my twitter (kevinHubbard) or my facebook.

6. getting a USAToday and attempting to do the crossword. I fail miserably every time, but then there is my new favorite website to pick up the slack.

7. www.sporcle.com

8. making lists and posting them on blogger...

kHub

choice

i believe in choice more than i believe in anything else. ANYTHING. it isn't the society around us that creates who we are...it is the society we choose to put around us that creates who we are. we choose whether to turn on FOX NEWS or CNN or none at all. We choose the people we hang out with, we choose our roommates, we choose whether or not to drink that extra shot of tequila. we choose to have sex with that girl or not, or at least we choose to put ourselves in a position to have sex with them. you choose the books you read, you choose the shows you watch.

so that creates a scary idea. you choose who you become.