Lets say I’m searching for the word QUEEN in cells containing names in col A. If A1 has DIANA QUEEN, B1 should show YES. If A2 has NINA LAQUEEN, B2 should show YES. If A3 has IRENE CLAUDE, B3 should show NO
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Tagged A. If, a3, b1, b2, b3, Cell, cell content, cells, col, content, diana queen, irene, IRENE CLAUDE, Let's, Nina, NINA LAQUEEN, queen, Searching, word, Yes
Einstein says we have years to live after the bees die off. Funny isn’t it that if the bees die off next year (2008) then four years after that (2012) is the end of the Mayan Calendar. Lets hope my next 5 years goes smoothly and in one million years from now we start all over again.
Lets do some math. This would only PROVE that cell phones are the reason are bees are dying which in sense is giving us 0.5-3 decades left of humanity!
Yes, bees are the last animal (including humans) that is needed for all of living species on land to exist. So, if it is infact cellphones, by the rate of technology we could be killing them at an excessive rate.
Think of the amount of cell phone rate increases there are from ’95-02 – ’03-05 and 06-present. Yes it is increasing fast. The districts that have the radiation fields moving is moving so fast.
We prove its technology by the rate they have been dying since the 90s and the geographical areas is the dead giveaways.
Places with less cell energy should be better than the ones that have more
I.E. Populated USA, southern ontario, bc canada, europe, austrillia, japan, china. How about the other continents not as technogically advanced.
We have to find an answer. We have to work together to fix this. FAST!!!!
Posted in Colony Collapse Disorder
Tagged bee, bees, Cell, cell phone, cell phones, decades, humanity, Let's, math, Phone, phone problem, problem, Prove, reason, sense
Alright. Lets see if anyone can beat this. The last 24 hours have turned into the worst day of my short life. It all started last night before the homecoming dance. I was at my friends house taking shots of Bacardi before we went. Then we decided to pack into my friends car and go over to the dance. (He wasn’t drinking) When we first get to the dance i’m handling my liquor fine and show no signs of being intoxicated. It’s not until about an hour later that things start to go bad.
One of my friends comes up to me and tells me to get out of there because 2 of my friends just got busted for drinking and the police are here. I decide to ignore him and go find another girl to dance with. (who happened to be one of my sisters bestfriends… bad idea on my part) So i’m dancing with her for a good 20 minutes and a cop comes up to me and says he needs to talk. He brings me to the principles office and they start asking me simple questions from relating to to how i got there, to if i’ve been drinking at all. They give me the option of taking a breathe test and going back to the dance, but also tell me if i fail it i’m suspended for 10 days. For obvious reasons i refuse the test and call my mom. (At this time about 4 other of my friends are being questioned with there parents there also.) I start to get annoyed and deny everything. I ended up making things worse for myself and spent part of the night in jail. Being the genius that i am i make things difficult (by flooding the bathroom in my cell and harrasing everyone i see) I end up being cuffed and shackled to a bench in my own cell. After multiple hours of being stuck in a position where i can’t lie down or make myself comfortable i’m on the brink of insanity screaming at the cops calling them pussies and still trying to deny everything. When my mom finally picks me up from protective custody i have made a complete fool of myself. Half way home me and her get in an argument and i jump out of the car and decide to walk.
I get home around 3 am and have a couple hours of sleep to only wake up and have to go to work in the morning. When i get up i discover my car is missing (its a shitbox but i pay for everything. also in my name) and my phone is gone. My mom tells me shes taken all of it, and i just go into a rage smashing a wall and a slider door. Everything thats built up from the previous night just hit me and i let myself go. I really regret it what i did. I never end up going to work and have no way of contacting my boss let alone the balls to explain it to him (still havent). And then my mother calls my father and starts talking about rehabilitation and sending me away somewhere. Then i spend the rest of the day dealing with minor phone calls with my father and a giant hangover. The school calls my mom and says im suspended for 7 days (5 for alcohol 2 for misconduct). They have given me the option to appeal but i have doubts it will work. And missing 7 days of school is another way of saying your screwed and going to fail all your classes. To top it all off i later learn i completely embarrassed this one girl at the dance. Which i tried to apologize for. Embarrassed: As in she was Homecoming queen and i kind of screwed things up for her. (Hooking up with a girl you barely know while your drunk does not look pretty)
Now im sitting at home trying to think of a way to show my face in public again. Which would be a miracle considering how much the police debt. and school officials like me now
Can anyone beat that? Cause i think shitting your pants would be less regrettable than this.
and any advice that could somehow help my life in any way is very appreciative
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Tagged Alright, anyone, bacardi, car, dance, day, homecoming, homecoming dance, Let's, Life, liquor, night, signs