Saturday, February 17, 2007

Weird.
Got a haircut. Weird indeed.

And that's pretty much it...I need some ideas.
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Friday, February 16, 2007

Some random updates...
Beat LoZ: Minish Cap about three days ago. Cool.
Have some work to do. Not so cool.
Growing pains hurting my legs. Not so cool.
Still haven't developed a parallel universe portal. Not so cool.
Brother's in Washington D.C. Cool (I guess).
Throat hurts from singing. Not so cool. I think I'm catching your cough, Edchan. >>

But I'm just bored. Oh well. Back to work.

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Febuary Vacation
Nothing doing worth. I can't even speak...

Oh well, k, then. G'night.
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Thursday, February 15, 2007

Only four middle schoolers on the bus...
I'm not kidding either.

Barely anyone actually DIDN'T go to the dance. edchan1116.2 and shinobistalker11 are smart not to go, as far as I'm concerned. I didn't go just because I couldn't afford it. And it's a Valentine's Dance. y'know what that means. yeah, horrible, imo.

And I have tons of work to do. I'll get to it.

http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=226

Happy Freaking Valentine's Day.

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Monday, February 12, 2007

Most horrible mistake you can make?
Know what it is?

Interupting a girl who's reading her manga.

Just clarifying.

Thank you, mate.
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Saturday, February 10, 2007

thunk
What today? *watches cat run around the house chasing after a cat-toy, then rams into a wall* Oh, not anything NEW, per se.

My youngest brother (Justin) is going to a sleepover/birthday party with one of his friends, which means he'll be gone for a few days. Which is GOOD. He's probably the most annoying person in my family.

And I just got DEER SAUSAGE! :D ...what? I like meat. It's only obvious.

K.

E-123


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Friday, February 9, 2007

   Dances, Comebacks, and Valentines'
...haha, you thought that was IT, didn't you? Nope, it's time for another one of Uncle E's Homebaked Rants, fresh from the oven.

I'm going to start off slow; school dances. Particularly the ones at Middle School. yeah, I'm veering away from complaining about the High Schools for once and going on with the fact of how much the Middle School dances SUCK. Here's my reasoning...number one; the songs. Hmm, alright, we've got a few decent hits in there (for you ladies and gentleman who think Green Day is the most kickass band in the world), but is it necesarry to play (pardon my language) "ho-bag" songs (or so my friend Jeff refers to them)? I swear, it appears as if we need to hear rap songs like Laffy Taffy and oh-so-favorite hits like Fergielicious (I don't really care if I spelt that wrong, Auntie Ferg). Now, I don't want to seem racist, but...it's kinda building some sort of influence for all the white kids at our school who act black with their crazy boomboxes and low cut jeans and shirts that make them look like "pimpin' gangstahs" and "hawt, phat stuff". Doesn't really build up the cred for you to be cool. Oh wait. Everyone thinks rap is cool these days. No, I'm not racist, and I don't particularly hate people who do this kinda stuff, but I figure I get this out of the way. Dances are only good for filming and posting on youtube. So much drama it kills me. XD

On the topic of coolness; speech and insults. I swear, there's this weird arguement going on and the only comeback this girl can make is, "you're just jealous because I'm fatter then you, twiggy". Hrrm, alright, so you're fatter. How about I carve my initials into your dead mom's skull, shove her rigamortous infected body into your locker (which isn't an easy task; rigamortous is when the body stiffens up after death), and say, "you may be fatter, but I'M more BADASS then you are, bitch!" There's my comeback, fatty. Go on a treadmill, then come up with some new insults. Maybe someone will actually consider going out with you instead of stabbing their eyes out after looking at your face. (I gotta print out this paragraph and shove it in her locker.)

Now, I know this rant is gonna insult SOMEONE. Valentine's Day. I'm not all too fond of the whole concept of Valentine's Day. Seems like a weird market scheme to buy candy and sell it (with the exception of those candy hearts, those things are so damn good). The whole CONCEPT of Valentine's Day is to, well...either confess that you love someone, or show you love your friends no matter what. Most likely the latter. One of my friends called Valentines, "a chance for all the slutty whore girls at school to run around in pink with guys follwing them with cards and roses like lost, lonely, hopeless three legged dogs" (and I won't stop considering that quote to be true, AND funny). On my part...I never actually do anything for Valentines. I take the cards, sure, but I rarely buy anything (I put down something to buy on my [nonexistant] "to do" list, but I highly doubt I can afford it) for anyone at all.

Alright. That's my two cents. And I just wanna confirm I DON'T WANT TO INSULT anyone with my rants. They're just a few paragraphs on my viewpoint. Kinda like a persuasive writing or something like that.

Let's go with that. ^^; And feel free to suggest things for me to talk about. Or rant about. IF I actually hate the topic, I WILL want to rant about it!


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Today was better.
Sure, I woke up at six AM.

Then fell asleep.

Then woke up again at six fifty, ten minutes before the bus comes.

Missed the bus.

Mom has to chase AFTER the bus and has me get out to stop the bus, but it doesn't stop.

Mom drops be off at some strangers house just to be picked up by the bus.

And people kept sniffing the chemicals in science class, which is just plain old stupid.

But today was better.
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Thursday, February 8, 2007

   Volleyball sucks.
Don't deny it.

The captain of our team, a guy named Scott, kept blaming ME for losing. Sure, I may suck with going for the ball, but getting FIVE GODFORSAKEN POINTS WHILE I'M UP FOR SERVE? Oh. Yeah. Totally my fault. It wasn't CHARLIE'S fault. She only hit the fall less then a foot away from herself. OH YEAH. All my fault. ALL mine, Scott. Yeah, I'm pissed off at him. I just hope those actual winners end the freakin' tournament before I want to kill someone.

Another thing that happened today. I was talking to one of my friends, and she brought up what I thought about her before I met her, and that I thought she was a total jerk. So then her boyfriend (who's sitting in the seat with me) tries to push me out, yelling at me. What do I do? I just "politely" and "gently" lean over and impale him into the cold frost covered window, telling him, "this was BEFORE I actually met her, so calm the feck down." People don't seem to understand the english language as much as they did before, if at ALL.

I guess the only good thing is that we had chorus today. And shinobistalker11 gave me candy at lunch. Woo, candy. :D

So, I'm just tired, embarrassed, and just a bit sad ('cept for maybe the candy part :D). Might as well do my work and take a long, relaxing nap. I deserve it for all the crap I've been through today.
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Wednesday, February 7, 2007

Here it goes again...
We had to do this stupid NAEP test today. Three topics in all. I got writing, but shinobistalker11 got math. I could tell she wasen't pleased.

Here's a little something that'll cheer you up, shinobistalker; the writing test wasen't that...interesting. First section, you had to write about the most "fun" thing you've learned. Second section, you have to come up with a story for the cartoon in an envelope given to you (even worse, they were all the same cartoon for each person). The 3rd and 4th were just questions. Same as yours and everyone elses.

Though I'm confident we all hate math. I feel your pain. I wanted to get reading, instead, but no...my hand still hurts from writing. >>
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