Battle of the chocolate mixes!

Today, I've tasted two very different chocolate milk powder mixes. It was a very close competition, but I've decided the winner, and I will tell you guys what that winner was at the bottom of this blog post.

The reason

The reason I've decided to test chocolate powders is because I've been loyal to Hershey's syrup all my life, or rather, for as long as I can remember. It was over the past two to three months or so that I've began to wonder about Hershey's syrup. One day I just mixed up a glass of its chocolate milk and drank it and I decided it was just not right, so I repeatedly made trips to my kitchen to try and figure out different measurements to the milk. i didn't wanna throw the milk out in the sink since it would've been a waste of good quality milk and when it comes to my taste and chocolate milk, I'm quite the perceptive person and I trust my taste buds to the right formula. So, I tried adding a little of syrup each time. After about three trips and no changes, I decided it was enough and I just drank it anyway. Thus, i turned to strawberry milk, which i always kept as nesquik powder. 4 table spoons of the luscious pink powder was enough to satisfy my taste buds at any point in time. As I was mixing the strawberry milk, I said to myself as I always talk with myself, "Well if I love the powdered nesquik, and the chocolate syrup I have is going bland on me, why not give chocolate nesuik a try?". I put that off for a while and had an on-off relationship with strawberry nesquik and chocolate Hershey's. Until one day I just decided I needed the chocolate nesquik in the house for myself. I wrote it down on my family's list of things to get at various stores.

The Competition Emerges

For a while, I really did want that chocolate nesquik. Until I saw the competition. This morning I found a small box of Nesquik's would-be rival, "America's Choice Chocolate milk mixers". For about an hour I put it off and then I decided I'd give it a try.

America's Choice Chocolate Milk Mixers

I put the substance into a small glass of milk and watched it just pile right up on top of the milk and stared at it, not sure what to make of it, it was weird just seeing that powder that resembled coffee grinds, only lighter in color, and just sitting on the milk, so I dove my spoon in there and stirred it, what perplexed me and frustrated me is that the milk didn't seem to want to dissolve and embrace the powder. I kept on stirring the milk until I thought it was about done, it stilll formed the little black spots on the top of the milk that I've learned from experience with the Hershey's syrup brand that indicated that the chocolate milk formula was not yet ready. Of course, I decided it was pretty much normal for this, so I drank it. It had a funny taste at first, but as I drank it more and more, it became the nectar of the gods.

My verdict on this competitor is that even if its frustrating to stir, it just takes a few sips more to enjoy it, than any other chocolate brand I've tasted.

Nesquik Chocolate Milk Powder

I've always loved nesquik. To me it was to be used more as a thirst quencher than an everyday drink when it came to its chocolate variety. I never asked for it at home because I never saw it as an at-home beverage, that didn't mean I didn't like it. It was just strawberry powdered nesquik was even better. I came home from school today and wanted to conduct the taste test between these two new delicious drink mixes for myself. I found the Nesquik powder, but I was expecting it to be in the small package with the convenient translucent yellow lid on it like my strawberry powder mix was contained in. I wasn't aware that it would come out to be a big huge container! I mean, that thing was massive! It was even fatter than the big tin container of my strawberry nesquik I still had laying around. However, I didn't care about its size. If I liked it, I'd sure enough like it, it was all a matter of taste. I got a cup of milk after finishing off my after school round of its competitor, since the competitor was good enough to me to have a practice round with. I got my usual scoop from the strawberry nesquik packaging, washed it off, dried it off and dove it into the brown powder that was waiting for its moment to shine in the milk that would decide the victor.

My verdict on this one was it was very nice. it had a very granulated-like taste to it, I don't really know how to explain it, but it was definitely tasty.

The Competition

From my first sip of the newly mixed up nesquik, the competition was on, it began at the first down of the milk. I took a couple sips from each drink, since I had half the glass from the earlier mixed chocolate milk mixer made milk, and stood for a few seconds to decide each one. it was a super tough competition, I've never experienced a taste competition this close before, and I've only had one or two before. My verdict was finished after downing the America's Choice brand. it was a tie, but that tie wasn't any real tie. the competition also decided the next challenge that would take course over the next two days. The cereal and milk competition. I myself, likes having chocolate milk with my cereal and so, with this, I could find an alternative to Hershey's milk. I decided, I'd test the America's Choice brand in my cereal tomorrow morning first, and Nesquik, Saturday. If neither wins the competition, the draw would have to remain from the drinking competition and Hershey's chocolate milk would continue to rule my cereal bowl with an iro milky fist. I do look forward to the challenges ahead.

After Competition Thoughts

After the comtest had ended and I downed my chocolate nesquik milk, I thought maybe trying three table spoons instead of the instructed two, would make nesquik better. My loyalty to Hershey's syrup will never die though. I'll still drink the two competitiors, but I'll just leave the syrup to my brother, and use the syrup in milk, to flavor my cereal anyway. It was pretty much the only way Hershey's syrup ever stood up on my taste buds up from the moment I started disliking it.

Later,

Yours truly

I apologize

I apologize for having not posted an entry over the last few days. I just kept forgetting and things have been a little crazy for me. Today, the entire state's school districts all had a "walk out". The students in my school kind of had one. They just walked out and rioted in the courtyard. In my lunch period, some kids started throwing food and the lunch ladies all slammed down the gates of the lunch lines. The school's high school vice principal came in and ordered a Code Yellow in which we were to remain in the cafeteria 'till he says to go. A whole line of police cars just barricaded all exits of the cafeteria and the officers all got out and surrounded the interior walls of the cafeteria.

It was just so scary and crazy today. I've even heard rumors that this kind of shenanigans are just going to continue all this week. Even rumors that tomorrow, the kids are just going to sit out at the back parking lot. It just makes me afraid to even go to school, but I still have to anyway. Rules are rules and laws are laws.

See you later,

Yours Truly

Brains and nerdiness

Why is it, that I have to be expected everyday to have the most of them in my classes? Sure my classes are resource classes and they're all basically special education with the special teachers and the special people and all that nonsense. Of course, if everyone in my classes loved watching the History channel, the Science channel, the History International channel, and the Discovery channel, I'm sure they'd be on even terms with me. Then again, what does the average teenager watch on TV? MTV? Probably, knowing rapper wannabes. Sports? Crap yeah! Everyone loves that crap! Play video games? Definitely, that's basically what a lot of the kids in school that's I've known for a long time talk about. However, the person is each to his/her own. I like what I like, you like what you like. If only religions could see life that way...

A total nerd

I seem like a total nerd now, knowing a lot of crap, looking the way I am, thinking the way I do. That is definitely how about I'd say a good 85-90% of all people, especially other teenagers think about me. Refer to "Judgement" and know that I am just a normal person. I just don't have very good looks, I'm not tall, I'm not a jock and all that. I'm a good distance off from Taylor Lautner, to put that simple.

Until Tomorrow,

Yours Truly

A new poem

Yesterday I've started a new poem while I was sitting around in English class without anything to do. I was looking around and kept glancing at the trees in the court yard admiring their beauty, elegance and just them there. Then I decided to write a poem about it. After I wrote the first couple of lines down I decided I'd make the poem symbolize man's oppression of nature and how overcrowding, urbanization and modernization are all stripping away at the beauty of nature. I could guess right now, anyone who would read the poem would guess it's standing up against what man is doing with cities and buildings and stuff. I don't wish to join a movement of preservation or anything, I just wanted to write a poem expressing how we're doing all this. If it changes someone or inspires them, oh well. If it makes someone mad and sparks harsh criticism or controversy, oh well. That's just the kind of stuff my hero, Ralph Waldo Emerson went through when he went down the path of transcendentalism and decided that what protestantism or any other Christianity stuff and so forth and its teachings were all wrong or whatever. He was absolutely right about how they made Jesus Christ.

Nature to me is absolutely beautiful. It's artwork and that's about it. I also don't think a whole lot of people can sit back and admire nature's beauty as they used to. Then again, transcendentalism is defined by a deep respect and admiration for nature so I'd might as well be an out-and-out transcendentalist like Ralph Waldo Emerson and the rest of the Transcendental Club he founded.

Later,

Yours Truly

Why the world needs God

The world needs beliefs in gods and goddesses. It is a human necessity, in my opinion, to have a belief in something to represent what humans can not compensate, what is the unknown, basically. The use of Gods and goddesses to explain what people could not explain was very well used and represented in ancient civilizations like the Greeks, the ancient Egyptians, the Aztecs, the Mayans, the Inca, all of those famous civilizations.

No atheist today can ever argue about the fact that gods were used to explain everything and that they dominated great minds of the past. The ancient civilizations used gods to represent all things in nature and to explain what they didn't know. I believe atheism is growing today because of constant advancements in the fields of science are basically explaining everything and that is basically where religion and of course science come and butt heads. Scientific proof and the questioning of the existence of God is what brought my brother to atheism. Why does God still exist? Why hasn't religion completely caved into modernization and science?

Based on my observations, people still want to believe in different deities like Buddha, God, Allah, Amaterasu and Shiva because where science can't prove some things, religion is still used. Science can never always explain everything, and people don't always want to believe in science, unless of course you happen to follow the faith of Scientology. Religion exists today because religion has by now been drilled into our basic instincts. Religion and God still exist today because most families are raised under religious guidelines. Our own laws are made up of religion because most religions like Christianity are the basic fodder for these laws. This is why we have laws prohibiting sex with animals, stealing spouses, having sex with children and other family members. Before religions like Christianity, those acts were all socially accepted and they are expressed in Greek myths. Religion will continue to exist because humans will not be able to live their lives without it. Religion has always been carried on from generation to generation.

Religion continues to exist because people will continue to be devout in the religious way of life and thinking. People just basically need God because religion is a spiritual guidance that is needed. It is human instinct to believe in something more to the story of life.

Until tomorrow,

Yours Truly

Manipulation

Today's blog topic is about manipulation. Manipulation is something that is used everyday, most of the time, we don't even know about it. I've read somewhere before that there's several situations involving different kinds of types of this effect. This is a type of mind control that people use to gain control of another person.

One of my acquaintances online told me I should write a blog entry about manipulation, and with him being my closest acquaintance, I couldn't turn down his suggestion being at a loss for blog entries to begin with and for those of you readers who have my email address, you can always feel free to email me different suggestions you may have for me to write about in future blogs. Now, manipulation is also called coercion. Which from one of my sources on Google is defined as this:

• To force to act or think in a certain manner
• To dominate, restrain, or control by force
• And finally, to bring about by force

The source I'm reading right now as I write this blog is basically manipulation in a nutshell. Now to explain how each technique works.

Tactic 1 is basically described as a way of controlling through softening up to the individual. On my source, it tells us that this method is used as this:

Tactic 1: To increase suggestibility or to "soften up" the person being manipulated by using audio, visual, verbal, or tactile drills. Its basically defined as that. other ways this method is used is through sleep restriction or nutritional restriction, which to me, is highly insane.

Tactic 2: To establish control over the person's everyday life as it seems to tell me. To me, this is the kind of technique lovers use when they are either dating or newlyweds. It also kind of sounds like kidnapping since its defined by the technique using excessive rewards and punishments, it also uses social isolation with contact to family and friends abridged, or cut short.

Tactic 3: To prohibit, or disallow information and non-supportive communications. Kind of like how a cult works in my opinion since it talks about group stuff, which is cult-worthy.

Tactic 4: Basically means you're making that person feel bad. The source reads that the effects are designed to destabilize(Oh, I love that word, Destabilize) and basically take down the person's basic consciousness, kind of like total mind control like out of sci-fi movies and stuff. it basically described how Nazi Germany might have been formed.

Tactic 5: This tactic says it is used to make the subject feel weak, powerless, inferior, and not in control at all through the use of intense and frequent actions and situations which are basically used to take down that person's confidence in his/herself and undermine their sense of judgement.

Tactic 6: Basically explains the humiliation techniques that the already controlled pawns under Hitler to make Jewish people or other said inferiorities established by Adolph Hitler. It's the use of nonphysical punishments, which are categorized with those humiliation techniques, the loss of the minorities' privileges, inhibiting social isolation, social status changes and other things those poor people had to go through during that rough time period.

Tactic 7: It says this tactic is defined by intimidating the person. Done deal there.

For more information on manipulation techniques and how you can avoid them, I'd recommend you visit this trustworthy source I found.

http://www.factnet.org/coercivemindcontrol.html

I don't own any of it anyway, I found it on Google's search engine

Until tomorrow,

Yours Truly

Judgement

Judgement is a major pet peeve of mine. Everybody judges as well. It is usual. However, I will not accept anymore negative judgments to me. Judge not by my looks, judge not by my words, judge not by my actions. Please refrain from negativity to me, I've reached my limit. I find it irritable.

Judge me not by my looks, beauty is only truly skin deep. My horrendous looks have nothing to do with the challenges I've faced and the judgement I've received from it. I did not ask to be this way, it was nature that made me the way I look. Everywhere I go, I seem to be entitled as "that geeky little white boy". I absolutely hate it. Please refrain from calling me anything by the content of my looks. To me, it is immoral and that act shall be intolerable. People who judge me by my looks are truly the blind ones at the edge of a steep cliff. They know not their wrongs, they only judge by what they can see. In comparison to a blind man at the edge of a steep cliff. The blind man thinks there is surface in front off him, and he falls, not knowing what he has done wrong. I have trouble opening up at times and I myself do not like talking. So judge me by my true character and not by my pitiful face.

Judge me not by my words, we all have a right to say what we wish. The words I speak in essays and the reflections I write are of leisure and personal entertainment. I do not wish to say I am the best there is, I do not wish to compete with others. My words don't reflect me being the center of the universe, we are all the universe's center. If I wish to spread my messages because I wish to feel the joys of sharing my personal triumphs, I will share the words I've written. I can be criticized if I wish, but negativity strikes me down, not build me up. My words are my wisdom, my character, my soul and all of my triumphs put into text, if one can not find anything nice to say about my works, refrain from your critique at once! I don't like it at all. It breaks my heart like paper.

Judge not by my actions, I only do what I please. The old wise ones said actions speak louder than words and nowadays actions are but a whisper. People are judgmental only by looks and words as it may seem to myself. I wish not to express false claims from my body language. If my head shall come down upon the desk that's supported the student's work, I am either feeling ill in my stomach, waiting for work to come because I haven't received any or am waiting for more work or I may put my head to rest from feeling light headed and must have to clear my mind. I don't sleep at all in school, it is but an illusion and a faulty lie.

If judging me by my looks, words, and my actions continues to be judged as false and negative, refrain from looking at me, refrain from reading my words, and be gentle with me, I am not hard as stone, I am but a fragile little piece of paper.

I hope this gets through to you,

Yours Truly

Tracking progress

Progress on my new essay is going smooth and very well. I decided to split the entire essay is an essay filled with different segments that all explain the essay in full. So far, I've been able to complete the first segment which was a simple introduction to the topic and have started work on the psychological aspect of death. Like how it affects people, destabilizes mental health, how it is a fear, how it is unknown. Everything so far in a nutshell on that one. So far, I wish to add more to the psychology part, but I'm at a wall. I've continued work on it all through school! I also want to have many, many topics about death, so please leave a comment and make your suggestions. Just don't leave a comment on about anything I already went over with it.

Later,

Yours truly

Monday.....today

Today I've started the essay I promised. It went along very smoothly during lunch hour at the library, everything just poured out the way it always should. Usually takes lunch and Study Hall to even crank out the thesis to an essay. I guess "Slowly Dying" will be the smoothest essay I've ever written. I really almost forgot to post today's blog entry. The weekend was really bumpy and pot hole filled with blogging as was. I was wrapped in my other computer activities that I forgot most of the time. The weekend up until I was struck with the idea was just nothing but relaxing, calming my mind of academic skills and expanding more on my creative skills. Then after I was hit by the essay idea, it was all plan, plan, plan and play little. Maybe at the rate this essay is flowing, I will have it done in perhaps a week! Only time shall foresee and tell.

Until then,

Yours Truly

Deaths in all of us

Death is something that's been face for as long as history has been recorded. It's been a major part of Greek culture and mythology, its been a practice of the occult, it's shown in horror movies and stories and whatever, but the essay I will be working on when I get back to school three days from now just scares me.

When I think about it, I just say "Why?". Why must my mind have pushed me to think about this essay and draw out on it? Death is death. It's gruesome, terrifying, a fact. It's something I don't even want to enjoy, yet I am a fan of blood spill and gore myself, but death is death. It just happens.

I will try to write that essay and try not to draw out on it and make it a horror story. Lord knows we'd need another Edgar Allen Poe in the world...

Until then,

Yours Truly

Slowly dying

Earlier today, I was sitting on my couch, watching TV, I think it was a Biography special and no one else was home, my brother wasn't even up since he was in his room in a mini-coma. I was thinking about something and I could have swore it was a possible essay to put into my philosophy book. I thought "We are all slowly dying. Each year as we get older, we are slowly but surely dying. Each year brings us closer to death. Nature only quickens our time of dying by putting us under sickness, getting us injured in some way or whatever we do. We're all slowly dying." I do not know how or why I thought of writing an essay about people slowly dying with age and how it works, but I did. What I will truly write down, will be up to my conscious mind and what ever the heck comes out of it. Sometimes I even amaze myself with the things I can come up with.

Pondering the essay to come,

Yours Truly

The language we speak now

It used to be formal. The language we once spoke wasn't any slang or text or whatever. It was pure formal spoken word. Nowadays we are speaking as one could say, stupider. It will only get dumber. There is hip hop language which is as much fun to make fun of it, as it is hard to understand it. Then there is the coming introduction to text speak. Instead of saying whatever people are trying to say. They instead, say the text form of it. There are a few videos on YouTube with super nerds saying "luls" or "Ruffle" instead of just straight laughing at whatever it is that is making them laugh. This makes me sad to see how stupid and text and internet oriented the people around us and our language is getting. Sadly, it is as my mother had said it will be. It will only get worse. As the saying does go, "Mother is always right"

Pleading for formality in our language,

Yours Truly

Easter's post

Easter has always baffled me. It was originally a celebration to honor the Christian god Jesus Christ's resurrection. Now it is celebrated with easter eggs and an easter bunny. The historic routes to this tradition must be traced to children and keeping them entertained or giving them a holiday they could understand because Jesus Christ and resurrection might have been hard to compensate for children at young ages.

Until tomorrow cometh,

Yours Truly

Third of April

The third of April has come and has almost passed. I don't know why I am writing this, but I am. Maybe I needed a quick blog topic for tonight's blog. Does anyone else believe in Armageddon? I personally don't believe a battle between good and evil will take place since I have proved that good and evil is nonexistent. People can believe what they wish to believe, I can rightfully assume.

Easter will come. Let's hide the eggs,

Yours Truly

Again in the path of shadows

Twas the path of shadows that made spirits fly.

Looking up I see, a dark foreboding sky.

All around me is a quiet, gloom-filled forest trail.

In the black shrubs at each side I feel a watchful ominous gaze.

The air around me is thick with malevolence.

It takes hold of my breath and drains it from my lungs, I am about to die!

Then, with each step I take, something around here seems to break.

The floor is strewn with red, is it my blood?

I fear now, this path of red....

Is left only for the dead.

A sudden yowl came about.

So twas death upon the sullen path, my doubt.

The creature stirred and stirred in the shrubs.

I quaked in fear.

What else was here?

Out burst from the blackness, a cat!

Majestically black as the midnight sky.

The soft glow of the moon colored its eye.

It seemed friendly and innocent.

Gentle as it was, I declared it my friend.

Now my friend, together we'll walk, to the wayward end.

There soon shed light at the end of this dark path.

I could feel death no longer had its wrath.

The light came closer and brighter.

The air became lighter.

We reached the end!

So beautiful and bright, the end!

My eyes and my friend's eyes soon met the other.

We knew then, without woes.

We shall walk again, in the path of shadows.

Was it good?

Yours truly

The forgotten

I never though I'd ever forget to make a blog post twice. The forgotten can come twice or any time it wants to I suppose. I have a feeling I will forget a lot over the spring break. I don't see how that will happen, without any work to do, friends to hang out with, or anything else to do, I don't believe forgetting should be an issue.

Onto the next,

Yours Truly