American Stupid

American Idol. . . . The depriving curse that has ruined America's pop culture. It is both a wonderful thing for me, and then again one of the leading causes of brain cell depreciation.

Well, the good first, American Idol has singly led to the destruction of the "Pop gods" that everyone knew above all else, since there are so many great Pop artists and the only one's that are on top are performers on American Idol, and then when they get off the show, their deifaction dissappears, and there is nothing more satisfying to me than, watching someone who is being worship fall down and be replaced. The cycle of Pop Kings and Queens is changing at such a rapid pace, that it makes me so very happy.

Now, the bad, my favorite part. I could give a rat's patoot less about if somebody is from my homestate, personally, I would rather have my head chopped off than have American Idol come to Salt Lake, and cause all the idiots to flock to one place and watch my family go nuts over it, when it's just a stupid show with people that have a genetically inherited gift that makes them more special than everyone else, I am unimpressed. I would be surprised to see any of them add two plus two. And the singers are getting crappier too, every artist is doing horrible, this is the part of the show that I can't stand, I like it in the beginning, when they're selecting the several hundred people to compete where the egos aren't flying out of television screens. I felt the wonderful David Archuleta's ego fly out tonight, I'm frankly sick of him, I am sick of people drooling over him, he is made of the stupid flesh as me, the same blood, and I am far more intelligent than he is, of that I am assured.

President George W. Bush has done more for the good and betterment of America than these humans, yet, why is it that they are worshipped? I don't know, but I am starting to further press for cleansing. These people are not special, they just can sing, do they cure cancer, NO! Yet, I bet several people would tell you that they did. Wake up America! The world is on the brink of depleting its source of oil, and our economy is falling to pieces, but, the world only ends when David flipping Archuleta wins American Idol! This show gets more votes than the Presidential Election! WTF?

Think on this the next time you watch American Idol, and you'll realize it's a stupid show, and I don't give a rat's butt about someone getting up and crying cause she lost. She's just another person, they're all just another person. Simon is a crackpot cynic, that deserves to be taken out and tarred and feathered. And David Archuleta is not special, so quit worshipping him, worship yourselves, you're more accomplished than he is. There is nothing special about him, and although a Utahn winning would be cool, I don't want American Idol coming to Utah, and we don't need to worship him, who doesn't already know that he's won. This part of the show is the stupidest part, everyone already knows who won. Gosh. Freaking idiots, quit worshipping Archuleta, he's nothing special.

Bloggity blog blog

I really have no idea what to say, so, blog and hope for more tomorrow. I have had a hectic and very busy past couple of days. I will bloggy tomorrow.

Blank

Well, today I didn't put a lot of effort into blogging, but I put a lot of effort into modeling my dream gun today, so you get to enjoy it with me and slobber all over your keyboard like me.

Makeup

First up, sorry for no post yesterday. Second up, blog.

It has come to my attention, at a most scrupulous time that something ignominious is about to happen to me in the very near future. Although, what is going to happen is a great and wonderful thing, I cannot help at the same time to dread the events that will tranispire. What am I speaking about, you may ask? I cannot deny that I am hesitant to speak of these matters, for the persons I would not want to read this, will soon do that very act, yet I have no where else to vehement what has bothered me thus these past while. I ask only one thing, this is to be read, and only read.

Over the past month, I have been able to bring several significant changes in my life, from completely replacing my ring of friends to decide to impart upon a journey for two years away from family or friend, to deciding what I am and who I shall be. But, one important and difficult inevitablilty is coming, something that I cannot prevent, that I fear for the consequences that may arise from these encroaching events when it comes to my own personal mindset.

Two years is a significant amount of time, and time is far too short, at least it is for me. I have only recently started over with something so great in my life, and I have two months to enjoy it, and then it is no longer mine. Sure, things may go back to the way they were before it dissappears, but it will not be the same, of this I am guaranteed.

I have been robbed, robbed of my chances to get what I want, to perform the things that I need to do. I have been robbed of my time to be fellowshipped. I have been robbed of this, all because of my ignominity, my shear idiocy. Only I am to blame for my actions that have led me to this winding course of ignominity.

As of the previous evening, I became aware of what has happened. I have allowed myself to lose sight that I have no time. I will lose that what I have searched for all my life, and when I think I have finally succeeded, again I find myself robbed of it because of time. Time, that god forsaken curse, that ruined things before. For almost two years, I tried to beat time, by finding a new source, a source that satiated me, but ran dry for other reasons. Am I to be always driven by this curse, this forsaken dream that one day I shall not be robbed of when I succeed.

God, do I thus implore you, give me time, time to enjoy what I have finally succeeded in accomplishing this, before I am wrong. Father, I ask for that which I always have tried to have, what I have always needed, what has prevented me from seeking the other things in life. Please, let me not lose again.

Acceptance

What is it, to be acceptable to other people? It is the one question that ringss throughout the internal ears of everyone that has ever crossed this Earth. One that has ever been pondered by the many people that come into contact with the world. How do we be accepted or rather, how are we to be acceptable?

How does one find themselves acceptable to the people around them. How does one create for themselves something that is appropriate to their contemplations, to their mindset? What is life, but a quest to prove to one's self that you are worthy of respect, worthy of identity. The meaning of life is so simple, yet, so ever-overlooked by the masses. It is the quest to define one's self apart from the rest. To create a uniqueness, that cannot be matched. To be acceptable.

Acceptability is not the same as accepted, the two are completely separate from one another, whereas being accepted means to be welcomed, fellowship and not questioned by others outside of the individualistic controls of ourselves. Acceptability is something that one must achieve for themselves. One chooses for one's self whether they are worthy of other people's opinions. One determines their entire course as humans on this alone.

Happiness is determined by our ability to process being if we are acceptable or not. Acceptability is everything that our minds need to work out, to be at nirvana with oneself and break free of the constraints of seeking to break individuality. Humans are always seeking to prove themselves as part of a group, but what they need is to prove themselves as an individual, only then can they be happy with life.

I promised you something better

Well, today I thought I would share with you the first part of my upcoming book, Blackened Skies, this is a narrative description of what has happened to the world in the future. So, sit back, sook some popcorn and enjoy.


Prologue

The year is 2015, Earth, a world after change, changes that have altered the face of our world. Every portion of our world has been changed. The global map has changed. The world is different, and altered from as we know it in our year. It is a world that can be. A world and reality that is just on the other side of the door, just waiting to be opened. Join with me as I, your literary master share with you this vision, whether it is evil or good, that could be.

The Black War
In 2010, something occurred that changed the world forever, this great event is known as the Black War. It occurred in today’s powder keg, the Middle East, after years of occupation and oppression, the Arab world finally rose up in defiance of the West. In a stunning move, the Arab world united under one banner, the banner of a man known as the Deathstrike, his name was Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman, and he was from Saudi Arabia.
Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman was born in 1984, in the Riyadh, the present-day capital of Saudi Arabia, throughout his life he was introduced to the West. His family was wealthy, they were the owners of a powerful Saudi oil company and Al’Zuman had everything in the world. Or so the world thought.

Al’Zuman began his rise to power in 2008, when he ran to become Saudi Arabia’s first democratically elected leader after the Monarch died mysteriously. Al’Zuman was the Saudi gift to the West, he gave off all the air of a willingness to be friendly to the west, he increased oil exports, decreased the price of oil, and denounced Islamic Extremists. Saudi Arabia was quickly becoming a powerful nation. Al’Zuman, however funneled all of the vast amount of money into the military of Saudi Arabia. He turned the Saudi armed forces into a formidable, modern fighting force, all with the approval of the West.

No one knew that Al’Zuman hated the West, and he dreamed of one day when he would rise up to ultimate power, and become the greatest force the world had ever known in the world. And Al’Zuman knew how to defeat the West, as well. He was young, charismatic and brilliant, the perfect entity to rise up against the enemies of Saudi Arabia.

In 2009, Saudi Arabia tested its first nuclear bomb in secrecy at a facility deep in the Saudi desert. Al’Zuman now had the power to face his enemies. In a stunning announcement to the world, Al’Zuman declared that all Sunni Muslim countries were to unite under his banner, in a new Islamic nation. Soon thereafter, with great alarm and surprise, the Sunni nations of Jordan, Syria, Lebanon, Libya, Oman, Yemen, United Arab Emirates, Qatar, Bahrain, and Kuwait all declared their allegiance to the young Arab leader. Al’Zuman was now the most powerful man in the Middle East. Alarm arose in Iraq, where American troops were still stationed, but rapidly withdrawing, and in Israel, fearing that Al’Zuman intended to invade. But, Al’Zuman did not seem to be making any movements towards invasion.

However, in the east, Tehran was stirring. The Shi’ite sect had long been uniting under Tehran, and Iran had tested its first nuclear weapon in 2008. The Iranian leader, Imran Mustafar, began to mobilize Iran’s military against Al’Zuman.

During this entire course of events, Pakistan continued to destabilize and outside officials began to become concerned about the security of Pakistan’s nuclear arsenal. In the early months of 2009, Iranian armed forces invaded Pakistan in an effort to secure the nuclear arsenal for themselves. This alarmed India, who then invaded, and also Chinese forces became involved in the Pakistan Crisis. Pakistani forces, already weakened by the loss of strong centralized government was easily overwhelmed by the invading forces, despite having been one of the more formidable militaries in the region.

Iran was the first to reach Islamabad, and Mustafar was quick to announce that Pakistan was now under the jurisdiction of the Iranian government, and that the Nuclear Arsenal of Pakistan was to be turned over to Iranian officials for safeguarding. Not wanting to allow the nuclear weapons of Pakistan to fall into Iranian hands, both Chinese and Indian forces moved rapidly to secure Pakistani military installations. Soon after the Iranian takeover of Islamabad, many Pakistani divisions surrendered to the Iranian forces, and Pakistan ceased to exist. The Pakistani forces that did not return to there homes were quickly conscripted by the new Iranian regime, and sent to fight the Chinese and Indian forces.

Alarmed by the fall of Islamabad, the United States and its allies in Europe ordered battle groups to be sent immediately to the region to support an allied effort to free Pakistan from Iranian hands. The Western Allies initiated bombing campaigns against Iranian military forces in Pakistan. The conflict was beginning to spread at a rapid pace. With Western bombing support and combined Chinese and Indian forces on the ground, the Allied forces were able to drive the Iranian military back, but not out of Islamabad. Mustafar declared that the Allied forces were invaders seeking to disrupt Pakistan’s national identity and strip them of their right as a world power, and that the only way to preserve their Islamic heritage was to join with the Iranian “Liberators.” Pakistanis, more fearful of the Chinese and Indian troops, because of their alienation from being Muslim, were surprisingly quick to align with the Iranian forces.

Mustafar then went on the offensive. He launched a brutal campaign to seize lost Pakistani installations and secure as many of the nuclear weapons in Pakistan as he could. As well as gain control of valuable Pakistani weapons. The Allies continued to struggle, and many of the Western nations failed to devote large amounts of troops to stabilize the region, in fact, Western ground forces never actually landed in Pakistan. As the conflict continued to spur out of control. Chinese and Indian forces began to suffer defeats, but their forces were vastly superior in both number and technology than the Iranian forces and their Pakistani rabble allies.
Combined Indian and Chinese troops soon won a tremendous victory just thirty miles from Islamabad over the Iranian forces, and now Mustafar was on the run back to Islamabad.

It was now January, 2010, the conflict had been going on since July of the previous year, and Iranian forces were beginning to lose. Mustafar was running out of options, and he was unwilling to lose the war in Pakistan. And the Black Wednesday occurred, January 6, 2010. Mustafar detonated three nuclear weapons against the Chinese and Indian forces just thirty miles out from Islamabad. The devastating blast from the nukes was felt the world over, and Chinese and Indian military forces were devastated. Around Thirty Thousand people were killed by the initial blast. The Western World was in awe at what Mustafar had done. It was exactly what Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman had been waiting for.

Al’Zuman declared that Mustafar had committed crimes against humanity and especially the Pakistani people. He declared war on Iran and invited all Islamic nations to fight to bring down this scar upon all of Islam. The Black War had begun. Following suit with the Arab nation, Kazakhstan, Turkmenistan, Afghanistan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan all declared war upon Iran and joined the Arab union under Al’Zuman. Chinese and Indian forces began to withdraw from northern Pakistan, and most of the fighting between them and the Iranian forces ceased. However, the small military forces of the Central Asian nations mobilized to attack the Iranians. Mustafar countered by launching a massive attack from Iran into Central Asia with a massive army that had not participated in the Pakistan conflict.

Meanwhile, Al’Zuman was struggling with the predominantly Shi’ite Iraq and their pro-Iran government, as well as the few remnants of American forces in Iraq that had not quite yet withdrawn (At the time roughly 5,000 American troops were still stationed in Iraq). Not wanting to risk confrontation with the West yet, Al’Zuman prolonged his entrance into Iraq. Meanwhile, his superior naval forces and air force continued to gain dominance over the Persian Gulf.

Iran, however, was quickly winning the war in Central Asia, and the Central Asian nations were pleading for assistance from Al’Zuman. China and India were both licking there wounds from the Islamabad disaster and the Western nations were remaining quite on the matter. Mustafar was on top of the world, at least he thought so. On January 25th, 2010 Iranian forces seized control of Kabul, capital of Afghanistan, and Ashgabat, capital of Turkmenistan. The Central Asian nations began peace negotiations on February 1st. Al’Zuman never had enough time to assist his allies.

On February 2nd, 2010 Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan and Uzbekistan signed a armistice with Iran after less than a month of fighting. Afghanistan and Turkmenistan were not so lucky, they were forced into an unconditional surrender and their forces were to fight alongside the Iranian forces.
Al’Zuman however had gotten the distraction he needed. On February 7th, he launched an amphibious invasion of Iran, catching Mustafar off guard and setting the Iranian Army on a dash to counter the Invasion that had met little resistance since landing in Iran. He quickly made a rush for Tehran, hoping to catch the Iranians unprepared for his forces.

Mustafar, however, was not prepared to allow the fast moving and technologically superior Arab forces defeat him. On February 17th, Mustafar launched two more nuclear weapons which were detonated just short of the advancing Arab army. Although, they did not impact upon Al’Zuman’s forces, he called his advancing army to a halt. It was now clear to him that he could not defeat Mustafar using conventional means. He prepared to do the most damage he could to the Iranian army.

March 1st, 2010, The Deathstrike, Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman ordered the launch of six nuclear missiles. Two of which went to Tehran, three to Iranian military positions and one to an Iraqi military base on the border of Iraq and the Saudi Arabia. The nuclear missiles hit home and Tehran was destroyed. Over 250,000 people were killed in the blast alone in Tehran. Another 50,000 were killed in the Iranian forces heading to back up Tehran. And 10,000 were killed in the Iraqi blast. Imran Mustafar was dead. The world lay in total shock.
Three days later, American officials ordered the immediate evacuation of all military and civilian personnel in the entire Middle East. The evacuation was completed the same day. The United Nations, by now extremely week, condemned the actions of Al’Zuman. Arab forces then blitzed into Iraq and Iran and devastated the shock militaries of both countries. Chinese and Indian forces took advantage of the confusion in the Iranian ranks to push Iranian forces completely out of Pakistan. Iran was no more, the country had no central government and its primary city was in ruins.

The Black War was coming to an end. Al’Zuman sent a declaration to the defeated Iranian forces that he was willing to accept their surrender and incorporate them in his new Islamic Nation. The few remaining Iranian officials surrendered to Al’Zuman the next day.

Soon thereafter, without warning, Muslim Clergy all over the Middle East began to proclaim that the nuclear disaster was the wrath of Allah and that Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman was the new heir to Mohammed. This sudden and alarming reaction to Al’Zuman’s victory was told from Islamabad to Casablanca as all of the Islamic world began to unite under Al’Zuman.

On April 13th, Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman was made the first Caliph in centuries and he declared the formation of the Islamic Nation, which included the former nations of: Morocco, Algeria, Tunisia, Libya, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Jordan, Syria, Lebanon, Iraq, Iran, Kuwait, Bahrain, Qatar, the United Arab Emirates, Oman, Yemen, Afghanistan, Turkmenistan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Kazakhstan. The powerful new state stood out among the world. In under two years, Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman had risen from an oil broker to the leader of the entire Middle East.

With his new power, Al’Zuman requested that Chinese and Indian forces leave Pakistan, so that the Pakistani people may be able to join with their Muslim brothers in a new era of peace. The Chinese and Indians, wanting to avoid confrontation with the powerful and young nation acquiesced to Al’Zuman, but with their withdrawal they took all of Pakistan’s remaining nuclear arsenal and most of the country’s weaponry. Al’Zuman did not retaliate.

On May 1st, the United Nations officially recognized the formation of the Islamic Nation and Al’Zuman as Caliph. Al’Zuman would withdraw from the United Nations three days later. Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman was only Twenty-six years old at the time.


“Our great leaders have prostituted us to the West. They have led us into their way of thinking and have ruined our identity. The West must pay for its sins against our great nation, one day we will take our revenge against those that have oppressed us for centuries, we will rise anew, and more powerful than before. We are strong, and we have shown that we are as great as they. Now, they must atone.”

-Abdul Jazar Al’Zuman to his closest advisors following the Black War

Anger

This evening, I got into another large debate with my mother regarding my religion and how close minded we are when it comes to other people outside our religion, and I would just like to say, bluntly and without any bias that I am fed up with my mom always arguing with me, but never listening to my point of view. Everytime I try to bring out a point, she always has to interrupt me and tell me how that is not the case, and when I say that some idea she has brought forth is not the case, she always says that I don't know because I'm on the inside. Well, you know what, I am f****** (please excuse my language, I am really wroth, really wroth right now, like I want to put my fist through a wall mad) sick of people telling me that I don't understand the point of view of other people, because I am on the inside the persecutors. Well, I don't persecute people and I am not close-minded, its the people who call other people close-minded that are close-minded because they are using that as an excuse to call the other persons opinion wrong and prove their point right, and mine wrong. Well, you know what, my mom is the most close-minded person I know, just because she grew up around LDS people that were not the "ideal" people does not freaking mean that all LDS people are that way. And we are in know freaking way similar to the FLDS Church, freaking A. For god's sake, the bloody FLDS people have beds in their temples so that they can fornicate with their new wives after marrying them. Geez bloody hell, how is that similar to the LDS Church, they have strayed from the teachings so much that there is no similarities between them and us! There is nothing Fundamental about their Church. There is no teaching in any of our doctrines that state that their practices for however many decades their religion has been around that can be found in any of our doctrines from any other time.

And as for my mother, as this is the primary cause of this very angry blog, my church does fellowship people more than any other religion I have ever seen. Imagine if you had went to Judge Memorial Catholic School, I have met people there, and I have been taught by one of their teachers and they are very discerning if you are not Catholic. Just because you have never been fellowshiped before in any Church, does not mean that the people do not want to meet you. They probably picked up that you didn't want to be fellowshipped and so didn't bother to try and talk to you. You probably put off an air that meant that they didn't want to associate with. I know that I am right because all people will bias that, and purposely set themselves up not to be fellowshipped, and besides, Sacrament meeting is not the social part of Church, that part comes later, Sacrament is meant to be a sacred time in calm worship of the Lord, in peaceful retrospect, not some lunatic "praise Jesus" ectasy fest. Good hell. And just because some Bishop wouldn't let his daughter play with you because you're not Mormon, is not the way all LDS people are. Never in my life have I ever heard that taught in Church, or met some lunatic that has ever done something like that. Oh, and just because I live in a different generation doesn't mean I don't know about it. I am not ignorant of the past and blaming present bias and being close-minded about "How I don't know because its different now" is bull crap. You whining people complain enough about it that how can I not know? Seriously, mom, you are the most close-minded person I know, you will not ever listen to my opinion, and the non-LDS friends that you have and you are unwilling to ever listen to our story means that you will not ever know what it is like to be LDS, because you are unwilling to put yourself in our shoes and look at our religion from our standpoint. If we're so bad, why is our religion the fastest growing religion in the world? It sure doesn't make sense that we must be ignorant of the outside world.

And you don't know what it is like to have non-LDS friends, never in my life have I ever been able to maintain a strong relationship with someone who is not LDS. They have all turned on me and betrayed me. Hmmm, sounds a lot like you and the people that you know that are LDS, only that I reached out to people of other faiths, except that you don't have a single close friend that is Strong LDS do you? Take that into consideration. You are no different than the people on the East Coast that think we all have horns. Perhaps you need to stop reading all those dumb books that are written by bias people THAT HATE THE CHURCH, and read something that is positive about the Church. People don't fellowship you, because you don't fellowship them. You didn't make an outreach, so why should they, I wouldn't do it. If you act like you don't want people to come around and fellowship you, THEY ARE NOT GOING TO DO IT EITHER! DUH!

I have had to struggle all my life with you trying to accept something that I believe in. Something that when I joined was identical to my moral set of values, like don't drink, don't smoke, don't swear, be kind and courteous to your fellow man, for god's sake, what is so wrong with that. The idea of God only gives it some purpose to do those things, and further motivates people to do that good. And our Church is more helpful to everyone else outside of the ring than anyone else, yet people still hate us for it. Nobody ever helps out the Mormons, yet look at all the help that we give out to other people, and I have never heard of anyone trying to help the Mormons. It's like the rest of the world and the United States, in fact it's identical to that, we can give all the help in the world, but people still hate us for it, because you know what, those people in the end are jealous. Jealous of what the others have, that they have enought that they can share it, that they are happy, that their way of life the jealous person sees as better than theirs and they think that they can't have it, so they get mad instead and hate them for it. And grow bias and won't listen to the other side of the story. Mom, you are one of those jealous people. You have no reason to hate our religion or any grounds to defame it, you seek out things that hurt the LDS Faith, because you want to see it hurt, so that you can satisfy your own self. And I know that is true, because there is no other explanation for this hatred.

To my mom, if you read this, don't even think about trying to talk to me about, unless you are willing to listen to me, because I will not listen to you, I am sick of sitting, trying to have a good conversation, only to feel like in the end that I didn't get to say my piece. I won't do that, because I hate arguing, but I am not afraid to stand up for what I believe in, I just don't want conflict, but I don't know how much longer I can hold this in. I am sick of always feeling that I am wrong and that I don't know anything, because I do know things, and a lot more than most people.

To all you people out there other than my mother, just be patient and you'll get to read some more interesting stuff tomorrow, I just needed to blow off some steam, and a lot of it as you can see, but here is a picture of a cute puppy.

Another Day

Well, today, I felt like killing myself, just kidding, but I am so bored it is not even funny, I feel like, like a aaaaa. . . heck, I don't know. Well today I've decided to give my first Chemistry lecture: SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE CHEMISTRY, you can go eat some cake, ha you thought I was going to swear didn't you?

Anyways, today's lecture is Radiochemistry, of which I am officially registered to practice, by law, cool huh? Radiochemistry is the study of Radiation and Radioactive substances. To begin:

What is Radiation?

Radiation is a form of energy transfer and comes in three main forms: Alpha, Beta and Gamma. The first two deal with the actual transfer of mass. Radiation occurs in several different occurences, such when a reaction occurs, or an element becomes too large and must break apart. This usually results in Alpha Radiation. Radiation must not be confused with electromagnetic radiation, because that is not the type of radiation we are talking about, that involves the light spectrum and other electromagnetic systems.

Radiation's three primary forms are alpha, beta and gamma, of these only one form has actual mass: Alpha.

Alpha radiation is the result of an isotope of an element being too large, like Uranium-235. This means that the element, or isotope of the element is so large, that it, over time breaks down into smaller forms, in the case Uranium-235, it breaks down into Thorium-231, by emitting an Alpha particle, which is a particle that has two protons and two neutrons, which is identical to a Helium ion of -2 charge, however, this is not a natural element, because it has no electrons. But because Alpha particles look similar to a Helium atom the He symbol is used to represent alpha particles. Alpha radiation, due to its size poses no harm to the body as long as it does not get inside of you. This is easily prevented, because alpha radiation cannot penetrate the skin, however, the object procurring the radiation manages to be ingested or breathed in, it can pose a serious threat to the body, as it will quickly damage internal organs and other parts of the body. Today, the greatest amount of Alpha Radiation that is present comes from the element Radon, which is a noble gas, but because Radon is so large, it is unstable and decays rather quickly. The threat from Radon comes from the large amounts of Uranium in the ground decaying to Thorium and then to Radium and finally to Radon, which is always present as a gas, which then seeps up out of the ground and can pose a threat to home owners by entering homes and also by being dug up by construction workers, these Radon bubbles are very dangerous and Radon is very dangerous, because it is a gas and is easily breathed in. Although Radon, emits Alpha Radiation, and it is very easy to block, the ability for Radon to enter the body by being breathed in makes it very dangerous.

Beta Radiation is the emittance of an electron, and occurs when an element is too small. Although Beta Particles do have mass, that mass is so small that it is considered negligble. Beta radiation comes from most objects and is always present around you. Beta Radiation is not as easily blocked as Alpha Radiation, but is not as dangerous, usually a thick cloth, thin sheet of metal or plastic is sufficient to block Beta Radiation.

Gamma Radiation is the most common form of radiation, because it is emitted by the sun and most forms of light. Gamma Radiation does not do its damage as quickly as Beta or Alpha Radiation, but is still dangerous as is. Gamma Radiation is the primary benefactor of Melanoma and Skin Cancer. Gamma Radiation is very difficult to block and can take several feet thick of Lead Metal to block the Radiation. Therefore the prevention and safety measures to take against Gamma Radiation is by just not getting near, it, which is impossible, so the best way is to get as little exposure as possible.

Well in short that sums up Radiochemistry, there is much more, but I've lost interest in the topic, I hope that I have shared some wondeful information with you. So, without further adieu, good night.

My first blog

Yay, I am blogging for the first time, how fantastical. Well anyways, my name is Robert Matthew Rawson, I am a nineteen year old Mormon boy from Salt Lake City, Utah, United States, North America, Earth, Solar System, Milky Way, Somewhere in the Universe. I am currently a student at the University of Utah as a Chemistry Bachelor of Science Major/ Mathematics Minor. I work for a company called Datachem Laboratories Inc. as a laboratory technician, where I prepare test samples for analysis of tranistion metals using various forms of photo mass spectrometry. Now that we're past the general introductions and really boring stuff about my career (I think that it's pretty awesome, but hey) on to some other stuff.

Well, anyways, I am a Mormon, and am currently working on my mission papers to go on a church mission. I have very strong Mormon beliefs and such and such, if you want to know more about that, locate your local missionary.

Well, so, on to my rather drab social life, in quick summary, I don't really have one. I have friends, but they are few and very sparse in number. Anyways my closest friends are: Derek William Jensen, Nathan Charles Cunningham, and Don Hyrum Smith Harsh. I have other friends, but they are away in school for the most part, and it is difficult to keep in touch: Benjamin Axel Berlin, Brian John Selck, Felipe Navarro, and Wyatt Horne. All of my friends are great and I owe them a great deal.

As of late, I have lost a lot of faith in my church and in my religion, but thanks to certain events and certain people, I have rediscovered my faith and am growing back to the church that I converted to almost six years ago. I would like to take a minute to recognize the two individuals responsible for me regaining my faith and regaining my identity as an individual and as a person: Nathan Charles Cunningham and Don Hyrum Smith Harsh. Because of their fellowship I have regained my ability to be who I am and not what other people would wish to see me as. I can be me at last and not a lie, and to them I raise my glass, figurativly, to them. Thank you for this wonderful gift that has renewed me.

Also, I would like to thank my parents and family that have stood by me so steadfastly over all these many years that I have been alive and for supporting me in all my endeavors and all that I choose to do with my life and giving me the oppurtunity at life and everything that I have. Thank you.

Now that I'm done sucking up to people, all in an effort to gain kudos, let's move on to the ending, because I'm bored of writing. So, THE END for today at least.

-Robert Matthew Rawson