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06:21pm 01/06/2006

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What the hell?! 
09:59am 19/04/2006
  Why is my Sparky background gone?! I'm so depressed I could cry. >.< Well, if my father ever gets the scanner working with this computer again, I'll totally put it back up. ^-^ Unless I have the image still saved on my other computer... Hmmm...

Have a good day, lovelies,
Jenius Master

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Humor me, I'm a jenius 
11:40pm 31/12/2005

and a very happy new year to you all

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It's ALIVE!!!! 
04:10pm 25/12/2005
  *huggles all the jeniui and runs away*  

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Myspace forum discussion, which i felt i shud share o.O 
07:34pm 07/08/2005
mood: accomplished
Random myspace guy:
Well I thought I'd like to debate things with people like civilized humans. Please do not send me a friends invite (unless you ask me first), please do not flame unless someone flames you first, please be civilized.

Anyways, the first topic is:

Do you believe in an achievable utopia, if yes, how?
To what extent do you believe that our lives are utopiam, or viceversa?

I believe in an achievable utopia, but it's virtually impossible. I'm the one to believe that as long as there's posessions and knowledge, there will be a thirst for more, henceforth there will always be jeaolousy and hatred among humans, that is, what defines us as humans in the end, the desire for more than just the basic requirements of life (oxygen, food and water). So as long as there's possessions, and scientific knowledge, life will not truly be perfect... all the facts are realistic, and bring one down to society's standards...

I think our lives are utopian to the context of the word. Everyone gets chances, some just blow them, some don't... Instead of life being utopian, I'd say that we build our own utopy

I don't think humanity as it exists today can ever be called "utopian" in any sense of the word with a straight face. Like you say, individual ownership of things that aren't universal, like knowledge in certain fields, material and monetary wealth, prevent many people from being satisfied in their lives, because they want what their neighbor has. I think in order to achieve a perfectly balanced and peaceful utopian society, we would have to sacrifice all that makes us individual and separated. Beliefs, money, knowledge, love, government...it all would have to go. But then what would we be other than mammals, living separate lives, performing nothing but menial tasks of survival, simply to be alive. In essence, society itself would need to be sacrificed, which would negate the entire idea.

Random myspace guy:
Indeed. But society doesn't have to be sacrificed. An example of a perfect utopy would be Lenninist-Marxist communism, then again, the theory is unpracticable, communism simply doesn't work, more than always, it becomes Universal imperialism based on a few, or a single figure... the dictator... Yet another fine example of human greed; putting everything personal above the well being of an entire community and thousands of millions of human lives.

Exactly why the idea of a "utopian society" seems like nothing but a joke or the unilateral wet-dream of the '60s generation. In order for it to work, everyone would need to agree upon the same principles, and uphold them themselves, without force. But people aren't like that, and someone will always be gunning for the top position, in order to rule the rest. Greed can't be universally dismissed as a primitive emotion that we can all decide to rise above. It governs the actions of too many for us ever to live in peace and harmony.

Random myspace guy:
Agreed, we have the same views.

New topic anyone?

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Wise Words 
09:42am 03/08/2005
  I was bored and reading entries from my old LJ account and found this one that I'd like to share. You may have already read it, but I found it worthy of being in here.

Thank you,
Jenius Master


As many of you know, this summer I have been babysitting for my neighbors, the Berghoffs. Well, in the twins room there hangs a poster in a frame. It's a small portion from a book intitled All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten: Uncommon Thoughts on Common Things by Robert Fulghum. I thought I would share this portion of the book, because I think it is very true.

"All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School. These are the things I learned:

~Share everything.
~Play fair.
~Don't hit people.
~Put things back where you found them.
~Clean up your own mess.
~Don't take things that aren't yours.
~Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
~Wash your hands before you eat.
~Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
~Live a balanced life-learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
~Take a nape every afternoon.
~When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands, and stick together.
~Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup: The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
~Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup-they all die. So do we.
~And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned-the biggest word of all-LOOK.

Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living. Take any one of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm.

Think what a better world it would be if we all-the whole world-had cookies and milk about three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had as a basic policy as to always put things back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are-when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together."

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Not so Jenius... 
04:08pm 05/07/2005
mood: content
I'll have to thank Jenius Alex's brother for this laugh. :)


chinomorenohex: oooo omg my brother had another retard moment lmao it was quite possibly the best ever

xxMelpomenexx4: ooo tell tell ^-^

chinomorenohex: lol my mom told him to dust and polish the desk and bookshelves and every other surface in his bedroom lol. he polished the entire room with bug spray


Eh, not everyone was born with excessive injenuity...and some were just born stupid.

Jenius Master

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09:16pm 24/06/2005
  sarah...april 15
alex...april 16
deidra...june 24
me...november 29

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No Subject 
12:40pm 20/06/2005
  I felt the need to break the silence...but I haven't a single jenius thing to say. :-/

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Jenius romance XD from "Q" by Luther Blissett 
08:02pm 01/06/2005
mood: bored lol can you tell?
(Background: The two characters are fugitives, the man from the Catholic Church, and the woman from who knows what. Through a mutual friend, they are provided with false names and a cover story that they are married, and here meet for the first time)

Strasbourg, 3 December 1527

She’s in the garden of Herr Weiss’s big house. From behind a column, without being seen, I follow her fine profile, the mass of hair that she wears loose, her slender fingers against the edge of the basin.
A cat goes and rubs against her cloak. Her caresses look like the repeated gestures of a ritual and her murmured words sound like a magic spell: there’s something strange about her movements, casual in a strange and fascinating way.
I come out into the light that is raining down from above, but behind her, so that she can’t see me. As I sidle up beside her, I become aware of the sharp smell of woman, an intoxicating blend of lavender and humours, that crossroads of earth and sky, heaven and hell, that makes you die and resuscitate in an instant. I fill my nostrils and study her from close up.
A cool voice: “Are my monthlies driving you out of your mind, man?”
She turns around, with bright black eyes.
I’m astonished “Your smell…”
“It’s the smell of low things: freshly turned loam, the body’s humours, blood, melancholy.”
I plunge a hand into the icy water of the basin. Her eyes attract mine; her mouth a strange curve in her oval face.
She looks at the cat. “Yes. Have you ever seen the work of Master Dürer?”
“I’ve seen the Imitatio Christi, the cycle on the Apocalypse…”
“But not the melancholy angel. Or you’d know that it’s a woman.”
“How so?”
“It has feminine features. Melancholy is a woman.”
I’m confused, I feel the itch of desire spreading through my body, beneath my clothes. I study her sharp profile. “Would that be you?”
She laughs; shivers run down my spine. “Perhaps. But the woman is in you, too. I’ve known Master Dürer, I posed for him once. He’s a sombre man. Frightened.”
“Of what?”
“The end, like everyone else. And what about you, are you frightened?”
It’s a serious, curious question. I think of Frankenhausen. “Yes. But I’m still alive.”
Her eyes laugh, as though she’d been waiting for that answer for years.
“Have you seen blood flow?”
“Too much.”
She nods gravely. “Men are scared of blood, that’s why they make war, they’re trying to erase its terror. Women aren’t, they see their own blood flow every time the moon changes.”
We stay silent, looking at each other, as though her words had imposed a silence with their sacred wisdom.
Then, “You’re Ursula Jost.”
“Which would make you Lienhard Jost?”
“Your husband.”
The same silence, sealing an alliance of fugitives. Her eyes scan the details of my face. Her hand slips under her cloak, then on to my wrist, where an old scar is etched: her finger runs along it, marking it with the red of her blood.
I feel myself turning pale, a wave of cold sweat spreads beneath my shirt, along with the sudden desire to touch her.
“Yes. My husband.”

lol you dont get THAT kinda romance in movies XD *raises eyebrows at jenius Deidra* jenius romance? XP

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Finally something worthy of the jeniui community! 
12:05am 29/05/2005
mood: accomplished
i saw this, and thought of yews XD

"The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A Death! What's that, a bonus? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way. Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you're too young, you get a gold watch, you go to work. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb, you spend your last nine months floating...... and you finish off as an orgasm."

-George Carlin

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New Layout 
04:11pm 13/05/2005
mood: hyper
Yes, that sexy little rock on the swing is, in fact, Jenius Sparky. Ain't he a looker? ^-^

Thank you,
Jenius Master

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New Layout? 
10:19pm 10/05/2005
  Suggestions for a new community layout? Please share! I get bored and I like change. :)

Thank you,
Jenius Master

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Who would ever thing the creepy janitor would be famous?! Kind of... 
03:26pm 03/05/2005
mood: sick

**From the Brighton High School newspaper

Getting To Know...
Dzung Huu Nguyen
BHS Custodial Staff

Darcie Burton
Staff Reporter


Dzung is truly a man of mystery. His presence inspires the imaginations of students to create elaborate myths of teleportation, appearing everywhere in the school. (JENIUS EDIT: Too true... lol Deidra) He is more of a regular, ultra-friendly, hard-working, dedicated guy who happens to have a more shy side.

Dzung is one of the janitors here at Brighton High school. He's especially friendly and diligent in his work.

In 1975 Dzung immigrated here from Vietnam. He was a high military official for South Vietnam in the Vietnam War. After the war Dzung sought a new life here and became a BHS janitor. (JENIUS EDIT: What a lousy trade-off. >.<)

Dzung has been working here ever since, that is 29 years of work on the janitorial staff of the high school. He has more seniority in the building than the vast majority of the teachers.

"He's always a friendly person in the hallways; I'll stop and talk to him. He does a really good job," says teacher Joe Pawloski who has been teaching here for about the same amount of time as Dzung.

He's well appreciated and respected by students too. Last year he received a letter of appreciation from a student which really warmed his heart.

With a job held for that long, he'd really have to love his job, and he does.

"I love school! It's very much fun for me. It keeps me busy, but I'm very happy," Dzung said.

He likes the school so much that he has sent all seven of his children to school in the Brighton school system. (JENIUS EDIT: Holy... That's a lot of little buggers running around.) All of which have graduated from Brighton High and gone on to finish college.

"Most people know me here, I feel people like me," Dzung stated.

He's right about that.


I have to say, when I noticed that article while Cheryl was reading the newspaper, my first thought was, "Holy shit! Let me read that!" And then, naturally, I had to post in on here for Deidraluv to read. :-* Dzung Huu Nguyen may be an awesome guy (and he seems interesting...) but he still scares the bejesus out of me when he randomly appears around a corner. >.<


Thank you,
Jenius Master


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Jeniui Might Find This Interesting... 
12:45pm 01/05/2005
mood: busy

Going All-Out Digital?


Thank you,
Jenius Master


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I take no credit for writing the following article...because I didn't write it. 
09:50pm 28/04/2005
mood: disappointed
**This article is most likely a little outdated, but it's interesting anyway**

The Promise of DNA Testing

Americans like to think that under our system of justice, culprits are brought to trial, convicted, and punished. Yet the system is not perfect, and at times, in the presence of supposedly incriminating evidence, innocent people are swept up and wrongly convicted.

The science of DNA testing has been a major factor in changing the criminal justice system and determining responsibility for crimes. Supporters of such testing feel that it has provided scientific proof that our system routinely convicts and sentences innocent people, and that wrongful convictions are not the isolated or rare events they were once thought to be. Most important, DNA testing has opened a window into wrongful convictions so that the causes of such mistakes can be studied and remedies proposed.

Unfortunately, because of the onevous expense of mounting a scientific defense, many people who could benefit from DNA testing have not had access to it. Part of the growing movement to reform the criminal justice system involves correcting such irregularities in the availability of technology. As an example, consider the Innocence Project at the Benjamin N. Cardoza School of Law.

The Innocence Project was set up as a nonprofit legal clinic, and it handles only cases in which DNA testing may yield conclusive proof of guilt or innocence. At the clinic, students, overseen by a team of attorneys and clinic staff, handle the casework. Clients of the Project are generally people with very limited resources who have used up all of their other legal options. Many, it turns out, have been convicted on the grounds of mistaken identity or coerced confessions. Often, their last hope is that biological evidence from a case still exists for DNA testing.

Over the years, the Innocence Project has become more than a "court of last resort" for inmates who have exhausted their appeals and financial resources. The Project now helps law schools, journalism schools, and public defense offices across the country in proving the innocence of the wrongly convicted. To date, 128 people have been exonerated through the work of the Innocence Project staff.

Because human beings, who inevitably make mistakes, govern U.S. courts, the probability of wrongful conviction in criminal cases will likely never be eliminated. However, as advancing science and technology take more and more of the guesswork out of investigations, unjust and erroneous verdicts will become more infrequent occurances- so long as such technologies are within reach of all who need them.


Can you tell that I wish CSI had been on at the right time? lol

Thank you,
Jenius Master

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New Jenius Motto - Thank you, Jenius Alex. 
10:44pm 27/04/2005
  "Sing like no one's listening, dance like no one's watching, and fuck like you're being filmed."


If I didn't get that right, feel free to comment and correct me and I'll change it. :)

Thank you,
Jenius Master

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More Themed Jenius Sexing XP 
02:11am 22/04/2005
mood: creative
ravingpsycho24: :-**sigh* Observe the majestic Jeniui as they mate in the wild- that is- wildly, under the flickering fluorescent lights of the underfunded public school classroom... They have been waiting for this moment for a long time: mating season. *jumps on, humps*
chinomorenohex: lol grrrawr! *makes out* *richard attenborough voice* the distinctive mating call of the male jenius begins the courtship
ravingpsycho24: >.< lol Agh, the sexy educational program voice. *perks up at the grawr* o.o Purrrrr... *string of obscenities, circles yew*
chinomorenohex: the dominant female circles the male, and replies with her own unique call. this ritual is, for the most part, to arouse and stimulate the male, as you can see...o.o
ravingpsycho24: o.O *slows down, bobs head for a moment, sizing yew up*
chinomorenohex: the female makes sure the male is worth yof her sexayness :-P and even tho he isnt, he just cant hold back any longer *pounces, rolls on top, bites and sexes*

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This is fucking hilarious. 
05:51am 17/04/2005
mood: amused
213 Things Skippy Can't Do

I especially liked #50, 54, 58, 113, 129, 175... but, it was all good.

Btw, a Kalishnikov is a Soviet AK-47 if I'm not mistaken, and the song "Henry The VIII I Am" is a classic Oldie and reads as follows...

Hermans Hermits - I`m Henry Viii, I Am

I`m Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She`s been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn`t have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I`m her eighth old man, I`m Henry
Henry the eighth I am


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*worships the Jeniui masters from afar* 
11:58pm 15/04/2005
mood: luffable
Yews ish tew luffable; sometimes it breaks my heart.

I wrote some cheese poetry, but it's not good enough for you, so I'll resist the urge to write you something. I'll keep it at: "A very satisfying, kiwi-crushing birthday to you!" *dances*

Oh, and Sparky told me to tell you he thinks you're crazy, sweaty, mad-humping hot and not to worry because he blames himself for the erosion on his hump side.

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