The peach press is a blog dedicated to alot of my interestes like WOW,school and current events but it also just has some fun stuff thrown in there.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

STOP BOMBARDMENT OF LEBANON


Israel right now is instigating a collective punishment on the Lebanese people because a radical group took to Israeli's hostage we hope all of you readers will show support for Lebanon in Israels most recent invasion.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

WOW section




Guilds
Today I would like to give advice on guilds. Now from personal expiereince I have found that if you havelimited WOW time guilds take up to much energy and time for there benifits. But if you do have enough time they can really help you.

For example if you have enough time to befriend the people in your guild and become a part of the guild community you can reep good benifets like money,quest help and best of all you can gain more knowlage from the higher lvl players.

If you dont have alot of time guilds could be a hastle. Like me I only get to play about an hour on the weekdays,the times I have been in guilds I really dont feel comfortable and end up awnsering the questions they have for me with ,good, bad and ..... this makes them give me the coldshoulder and then I quit. But I give up on alot of things when the going gets though.



Best Classes in BG
Defense:
1.Palidin
2.Priest
3.Druid
4.Shaman

Versilte:
1.Hunter
2.Warrior

Offense:
1.Mage
2.Rouge
3.Warlock

Scourge Invasion
The new scourge invasion is I think TOTALLY AWSOME! I personally spent about 2 hours just waiting around Stormwind attacking scourge when I saw them, and im a lvl 25. The thing about the invasion is it kind of makes you feel like you have a porpuse to fight it off, and its not like the scourge isnt a threat a few nights ago they reached the Stormwind keep. The invasion has really spiced up WOW and im really happy about it and I know this sounds cheesy but its knida brought the alliance together(and probably the horde even though they suck). To learn more about the guild I lead and WOW go to my other blog www.solidarnosguild.blogspot.com

Ice Makers

There are alot of articles and things on the web about how to start a converastion which is a good skilll but they never really talk much about how to stop one.Here are some ways you can end a conversation if your really desprate.

1. Just blurt out Malmerock! This means greenland sailors at the dock. This icemake could backfire though by soarking interest in the person on what the word means.

2. Start talking about a certain countagous disease you have just to kind of.......spice the conversation up causing the person to back away slowly.

3. Use that repetour of bad jokes you've been stashing(or at least Iiv been stashing away) for a while. If you dont have any be creative like "room I thought you said broom!"

4. Pretend to be tottaly drunk. You might ask what if there's no alchohal at the party? Thats even better think of how people would react.

Note: This list would be best used at a going away party or something like that where youll never see the people again. Or if you just kinda feel like to loosen up a bit and just let things kinda....flow

Sunday, May 28, 2006

MVMS,Jenna May Speaks Out

It was the peroid before lunch on friday when I overheard Jenna May trash talking her "friend" Daniel(I refuse to call her danny) . I would like to use a direct quote from the conversation "and i'm like well maybe you should get down and she's all like "shut up Jenna" and shes like always been doing that!" This is an attempt by Jenna to create an opposition against Daniel which is tottaly blowing away my perdictions. But whos side will the popular populase take if this turns ugly? My bet right now would be Daniel but if Jenna can create a loyal base early on she could come out the victor.

Friday, May 26, 2006

Why Not To Go To Boyscout Camp


My Fish Story
When our car finally rolled into Boy Scout camp, our group stepped
out. A happy energetic bunch of boys would be scarred for a lifetime.
After getting our swim suits on we joyfully walked into a line of all the Scouts
with their huge camping backpacks and waited. The first bad thing I
encountered at camp was the huge cloud of dust that people seemed to kick
up, most of it intentionally. Being at the back of the line I was
subject to these menacing clouds of dust coming at me and burning my eyes. When I finally reached the top of the line, I filled out the medical waver. Now
medical wavers had always freaked me out, but this one talked about all
types of death: hit by stray bullet, stray arrow, drowning and falling
off the climbing wall. After the medical waver we waited in a small
area where my older counterparts subjected me to your momma jokes and
asked me if I wanted to see a cool karate move. Little did I know I was
to be the example. We then grabbed our backpacks and walked a mile to
our campsite which was infested with mosquitoes and other "creepy
crawlers". When I asked where the toilet was, my scout master pointed
at a run down shack outside of camp. When I went in, I was immediately
surrounded by flies. Then I ran out. I kept on telling
myself, “You can wait you can wait.”

The next five days were and still are the worst of my life. Every day
we woke up at 6:00am to walk a mile to breakfast. The eating area was
not positioned very well. You ate and cleaned your plates with a
hose, then spread detergent all over the table. The mosquitoes loved
these still pools of water under the tables. The "chef" couldn't be
compared to Scrooge but he came pretty close. Here's what he told us at
our first meal: "Now I don't care about you. If you run in MY dining
area and crack your head open, I would hate that. You know why? Because I
would have to fill out paperwork!” He repeated other gruesome scenarios
that could occur in his dining area and after each one he would ask
why these scenarios would be bad. All of us would chime in "because you
don't like paperwork." After my first meal at Boy Scout camp I
staggered out into the parking lot and threw it all up.

The next day was filled with signing up for activities. I signed
up for Swimming, Rifles, and First aid. At my first swimming class we
only focused on First Aid. Our counselor talked to us about the
importance of treating someone passed out. "O.K. Let’s just say Alex here
had too much to drink at a college frat party so he's like...uh now
passed out on the floor. We need to make sure he doesn't choke and
die on his own vomit so we turn him to the right.” That's when I
started contemplating quitting swimming.

As the days wore on I started to despise camp more and more. I
especially hated being the Patrol Leader of the Polar Bears which gave
me too many responsibilities, one of which was waking up the Scouts in the
morning. On one such morning I was waking up a kid in my patrol. We'll
call him Mao. I had known Mao through all of elementary school and
knew his fits of rage and on this morning he was especially moody. "Mao
get up, "I yelled. No response. With the help of some other Scouts we
started to move his tent - still no sign of him awakening. Then suddenly
out of the blue a blade of a Swiss army knife punctured through the
tent and shot out near my hand. Everybody lunged back! "I DON’T WANT TO
GET UP! "yelled the enraged voice inside. After another lunge with the
knife we called in the scoutmaster. In a calm reserved voice he walked
over. "Mao, did you know it’s time for breakfast?”
"Duh! "
“Well, then can you get up please?”
"Get away from me or I’ll slice you open!"
The scoutmaster called in the assistant scoutmaster. Now, you have to understand our assistant scoutmaster was a different than any others. He was in
Vietnam with "the core" and enjoyed discipline. He was given a shot to
crack Mao's rebellion. "Mao get the Hell out of that tent or I’ll strip
you of every badge you have ever gotten and will ever get!”
"I don’t care!"
“Then I'll send you back home. Is that what you want? is it, is it!”
"YES".
We decided to just leave him there and let him go hungry . After the first couple of minutes of breakfast we saw him appear and he sat down with his
Fruit Loops like it had never even happened.

The trading post was a small store that sold Gatorade and candy with
country music in the background. Sounds like a nice spot
right?.......WRONG! The storekeeper called the guy helping him Nickel
Boy and whenever he would need change for the register he would yell,
"Hey, Nickel Boy, do your job and get me some change!” The storekeeper
would also not let poor old Trevor in because he smelled so badly.
When I asked for Gatorade without ice he said, "Here you go, your
majesty!"

It was our last full day at camp when I and my friends decided we
should get our fireman's chit and Totin chip. When we came into the
learning area we saw the guy who had toured us around camp the first
day. He was different. For one thing where his hair used to be he was
bald with scars all over the top of his head. He also seemed
kind of.....out of it. We first did the Fireman Chit. He took the stove
and started talking. "Okay......um...you get your crackpot. I MEAN Dutch
oven and um.... start a fire!” After we received our fireman chit we
moved on to the Totin chip. After we finished the Totin chip, we went
and collected our badges. The counselor there kept on questioning me>
“Diebel? Diebel? What kind of last name is that! Here, you write it down.”
After that little confrontation was over, my friend Julian forgot his
card and went back to get it. When we reached there the counselor
started yelling "Can’t you remember your @#!&ing badge Jesus @#!%ing
Christ!” We quickly ran away. We tried to avoid that counselor for the rest of our stay at camp and we were pretty successful.

Our last night at camp was completely mosquito bitten and exhausting.
We were ready to go home but we were subjected to a last campfire meeting
where counselors made bad jokes like “good news, Monica, I just saved
a lot of time getting my swimming badge by switching to camp Marin
Sierra!” and other really bad takeoffs on Gieco commercials.

We then slowly wobbled back to our campsite. On the way there we passed Iebac lodge and saw it for the first time with the windows open. We looked inside and saw a huge plasma screen TV spanning a whole wall and attached was an XBOX. Everyone started making threats about breaking in and stealing it or just breaking it, but to my knowledge none of those people ever followed through.

Our last breakfast at “camp” was really not satisfying. First there was the unsuccessful efforts by counselors to make the last breakfast fun. The first thing they did to try to encourage this was cooking us Mcmarins, which was an attempt to copy a McDonald’s breakfast food. The second was an attempt to start a conga line where if you joined you would go around shouting pro Camp Marin Sierra slogans. And last but not least, they told us about what a great week they had had with us and how they couldn’t wait to see us next year.

After we got out of camp Billy’s dad Michael asked us all about camp, so we gave him a short overview. He told us, “Well, next year you’ll be older and you’ll have more experience like the other guys.” Billy and I looked at each other knowing that if there was any god or higher power there would not be a next time.

When Michael’s red Ford pickup came on the sidewalk near Scout Hall I walked in slowly, looking around feverishly for my mom so I could get the Hell out! Soon I was spotted by the quartermaster. Now the quartermaster is probably the worst position you can get and usually it’s the person who sucks up to the scoutmaster because basically all you do is keep track of cooking equipment and propane. At the split second when our eyes met I knew what he had in mind. “Hey, Max, come over here and help the Scouts with their checklists.” I slaved away checking for forks, sporks, propane, bags, plates, knives, merit badge books and first aid equipment. When I was finally done I ran to my mom and we drove back to our house. Nothing ever felt better than to have a nice hot bath.

Epilogue
Camp Marin Sierra has made me never want to go to any camp at anytime ever. But this summer I built up the courage to go to Washington D.C with Jake and personally I’m terrified. Only one of my friends is still in Boy Scouts and is going to camp this year even after much coaxing not to by us. All I can say to him is “The First Aid lady left her keys in her car last time.”

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Stupid Bush Quotes

“When I picked the secretary of education,I wanted someone who knew about public education.”

“Families is where our nation finds hope, where wings take dream.”

“I know how hard it is to put food on your family.”

“ The Most Important Job is not to be govenor, or first lady in my case.”

“Reading is the basics for all learnig.”

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Midlle School Hierarchy

When you first go in to 6th grade there's always a scramble to reach the top of the social hierarchy,some were lucky enough to get to the top and some of the most popular people last year have there names forgotten. After the first three months of school the ruling class is created. This ruling class has a area it sits at which is closest to the snack bar so they can walk to and from it without breaking a sweat,us unpopular have to walk much much farther to get to our seats. The popularize people we'll call them popular scum who suck the blood of the working man!PS for short,the PS's come to the position of ruler of the class when they are not out at recess this is a time where some middle social class people can move up with the PS's as in class popularize,but when the bell rings they are not the ones sitting in the PS's area.

In about the 6th month of school a coup happens meaning that the popular order is shaken by both new arrivals and departure from people who were not loyal enough. Having a boyfriend or girlfriend can really help you climb the popularity latter. I only know of two couples in the whole school that are not popular. This boyfriend,girlfriend system has been taken advantage of by power hungry girls who climb to the top by squashing three boys behind them,the way this works is a girl gets a few guys to be her boyfriends, the following publicity will get her a recess full of talking with PS's where if she can make a good impression she is a new PS!

The shape of the middle school social classes is a triangle. But an ever changing one

-signed Aron Twain-

Technology

The reason google is such a popular company is mostly its focus on quality and not putting to many ads on there web site. But another aspiration that google has is its free software like google pack which combines essentail programs for PC's with one download and better yet its easier to use then microsoft software.