1. Notes: 3 / 2 years ago 
   

   TYPO!

    
2. 2 years ago 
   "Winter hats keep the lice warm."
   - Unknown
3. 2 years ago 
   "

   i was walking in the hallway yesterday an i saw this kid who just looked like a complete re-re………….

   And I overheard that he said he was going to court the next day (today) to argue 4 tickets… therefore my assumption was correct.

   "
   - Jesse
4. 2 years ago 
   

   I can’t decide, but pirate-ninjas are just bad ass.

    
5. Notes: 1 / 2 years ago 

   I got a new mattress, sheets, pillow cases, and everything IT’S AMAZING AND THE MOST COMFORTABLE THING EVER!
6. 2 years ago 

   I found 4 typos today, buy one was in Wendy’s written in marker so that doesn’t count, but the other 3 I can use!
7. 2 years ago 
   

   I feel like a jerk

    
8. 2 years ago 
   

   TYPO!

    
9. Notes: 3 / 2 years ago 

   Down With The Sickness (The Zombie Story)

   Please let me know if you see any typos or anything that needs revision, or any personal suggestions as well, thanks.

   John Smith was face-to-face with his older brother.  Jake Smith was running at his little brother John with a human foot flailing in one hand and a bloody human head in the other.  But this was not the same Jake Smith that was known and loved by John, Jake was purple-faced, full of dozens of oozing scabs, and had a face that was gruesomely deformed.  John could not bring himself to run, although the trees that were only a few yards behind him would act as perfect cover from the incoming zombie.  Instead, he stood there, empty-handed, and braced for the worst.
   Meanwhile, professional zombie exterminator Jesse Krantz was rushing to the scene.  He had been watching the news when they announced that Patient X, the first infected with the flesh deforming, cannibal creating virus called, H1N2 virus escaped from the maximum security cell prison in Scottsdale, Arizona.  Jesse knew that what he had to do.  He was the only one capable of eliminating the zombies, but he had to stop it at the source and before it was too late.  Jesse was driving his H1 Hummer, which has been upgraded with hydraulics, a 50-caliber machine gun, covered in barbed wire, upgraded with Nitrous boosters, contained a utility box of professional zombie annihilating equipment, and had a newly installed sharpened snowplow, which he had debated buying just last week.  Jesse was speeding around 200mph toward Scottsdale, with nitrous boosters initiated.  The streets were empty, since Sally Fischer, the news anchor, had explained the situation and the federal lock-down, in which everyone should stay safely inside their homes until the situation was resolved.  Jesse was on 1-80, checking his guns and ammunition while his car was on cruise control, he would arrive in Scottsdale in no time.
   A few weeks earlier the one who the doctors and researchers called Patient 2397 was stepping into the research lab to be given the first vaccine for the newly discovered H1N2 virus.  The virus’ true potential was currently unknown and a vaccine was being formulated to make sure they never had to witness its true potential.  Patient 2397 was one of the many, with nothing to lose, who volunteered to try the new vaccine, but he in particular was chosen at random to go first.  After injecting Patient 2397 with the vaccine, everything seemed successful to the researchers, but to their disadvantage it was not.  That night, after the virus was fully developed in his body, it consumed his natural immune system.  The man was no longer Patient 2397.  The retrovirus infected his DNA, altering him to be superhuman and hungry for human flesh.  Patient 2397 was now fully transformed; he was now Patient X.  Later that night, Patient X escaped from the chamber’s sealed bars on his hunt to end his craving for human flesh. 
   Back in Scottsdale, Jake, or what was left of him, was gaining on his brother at a menacing speed of 20mph, since the virus acted as a strong steroid, enhancing all muscles in the human, or rather zombie, body.  Jake pounced about 30 yards from his brother, and as John stood there, it happened.  A black H1 Hummer smashed into the airborne zombie, pinning him to the side of the vehicle with barbed wire piercing the zombie’s purple skin.  A moment later a burly young man casually exited the vehicle.  Jesse reached into the trunk and pulled out a sawed-off double barrel shotgun.  He raised the weapon and without the slightest hesitation pulled the trigger at point blank range from the squirming zombie’s head.  John just stared in awe.  “The brother you knew was long gone” the zombie exterminator said.  John could not help but think if his brother really would have bitten him, but what was done was done, and he was somewhat relieved he did not need to get the answer to that question. But he could not stop thinking about it.  ‘We don’t have much…” BANG.  At that moment, the calm man who had just nonchalantly executed a zombie showed an emotion he had not shown for years, since the service: fear.  The loud bang was shortly followed by hundreds of frightening, groaning, yells, Jesse knew they had no time to run; they had to make their stand.  “Hey, get on that gun,” exclaimed Jesse.  John did what he was told and mounted the Hummer’s mounted 50-caliber machine gun.  Meanwhile the exterminator walked around the car and reached into his trunk once more, but this time he reappeared with two G36C submachine guns strapped to his sides, two katana swords strapped to his back, holding dual desert eagle pistols, and with a vest full of mines, grenades, claymores, and more.
   After 5 minutes of watching the man prepare for what was to come, the first glimpse of the enemy was seen.  A clear outline of a zombie-like figure was approaching the men and the vehicle, “Do I shoot” John asked.  But at that moment a bullet flew from one of the Krantz’ desert eagle pistols and soared toward the incoming zombie, ‘No way he can hit it from here’ thought John. The sound of the soaring bullet was barely heard over the screeching zombie, but the sound made when it met the zombie’s soft flesh was unmistakable.  Without a moment’s notice, a wave of shadowy figures came running at the men and in that instant, the 50-caliber machine gun’s roar was heard for miles and miles of the frightened city. 
   The ground was littered with corpses as the hours passed by, as did round after round and clip after clip.  The zombies worked their way toward the men, and eventually the men were running low on ammunition.  As Jesse dropped the last magazine of his G36C, the zombies were just feet from where he stood.  John thought about turning the gun to cover the man, who saved his life, but there were too many things that could have gone wrong and it would ruin all the fun.  As the zombies’ yellow teeth became visible in the darkness, waiting to clamp on the exterminator’s delicious flesh, Jesse had drawn his swords and decapitated the oncoming enemies.  All of a sudden the zombies, with their limbs, capillaries, and ventricles littering the ground, just disappeared.  It was over; Jesse had arrived early enough to kill or perhaps re-kill all the zombies before there had been so many that the situation became unstoppable. 
   Jesse loaded his trunk with the weapons and the other man entered the car.  Jesse entered the Hummer and said, “We’ll get to the border, there are bound to be officials there, we’ll tell ‘em what happened and then we can both go home”.  He started the car and began to drive, but at that moment he began to think ‘Which was Patient X?’.  No information about Patient X had been released to the public, but he could not help but wonder if Patient X possessed any different features than the others.  He then noticed that the young man sitting next to him was around the same age as he, yet his features did not seem to fit his body.  John’s huge muscles did not seem to fit his childish face, and then it hit him.  Jesse reached under his seat, felt the cold metal, and he grabbed it immediately.  The exterminator had figured it out; that the man who was standing outside the research building had not listened to the emergency news report which interrupted every channel, radio station, and had been broadcasted on every city’s police loudspeaker nationwide.  The only plausible reason he was out would be that he had no place to go, since he could not return to the place where he came from, the research lab nor did any of the other shelters in this small city know of him.  Knowing they would probably kill him at the research facility, John stayed outside and continued his errand.
   Back at the research facility, the scientists had realized that there was not enough saliva transferred to the prey in just one bite from Patient X or another infected individual to fully morph the target’s DNA.  Instead, a serious chemical change occurred, altering their physical appearance and mental state.  Yet, when injected, like Patient X, the immune system was fully engulfed by the virus and the body was able to cope with the DNA change.
   Jesse drew his pistol, which he kept under his seat in case of emergency, and aimed it directly at Patient 2397, sitting in the passenger seat.  In less than a half of second Patient X had used his enhanced strength to subdue the driver.  Jesse tried to gain control of his wrist, to aim the gun and fire, but it was no use against the strength of the zombie, all he could do was move his feet.  Jesse slammed the car breaks, and the zombie, seconds away from taking the exterminator’s mortal life and transforming him into another zombie in his army, flew directly through the center of the windshield.  Knowing he only had a few seconds, Jesse floored the acceleration and slammed into the temporarily stunned superhuman zombie in front of the car.  As Jesse bolted toward the police, whom Jesse knew would be barricading off the city, he turned back to see Patient X’s body split in half by the plow on the front of his Hummer.  “I sure am glad I decided to get that,” Jesse said to himself as he rode of into the silence of the night.

10. Notes: 1 / 2 years ago 

    It is 2:40 a.m I think I win the award for latest blog!

    Lol, ok goodnight.

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