School is just around the corner.... Oh yay. A little less than a month and it's back to that place that looks like a prison. I mean i swear that frickin' place is a prison disguised as a school. What do they think we are, juvenile delinquents!?!? I mean come on, make the school a bit less prisony and a bit more friendly, ya know? Paint some flowers, or bunnies, or platypi, maybe even some pie... I wish that some of the to-be 9th graders could read what I'm about to say, because all the crap that everyone says about highschool is just that: crap. I swear, the first day of school we should have a big huge 100 ft. banner that says something along the lines of "Ladies and Germs, Welcome To The Underworld!!". And for added irony they should have large smiley faces next to the the sentence. Just to creep out the Freshies. And to see how many other people actually agree with that sentence. They might be surprised. Or not. I mean some people (like my friend down in Palm Bay) loves going to school. She says that she loves the drama cuz she doesn't get enough of it in her life. What the heck!?!?!? How can you love drama??!?!?!? How can you love something can cause so much chaos!?!?!?!??!?!?! Think about it. Aren't wars nothing more than a dramatic display of explosives going on for a dramatic, and sometimes good, cause? Don't people, be it at school or within our own families, make some of the days a living nightmare because of their drama? Aren't fist fights and cat fights nothing more than an over the top show of power over something as ludicrous as a dude or looking at someone the wrong way?
I know that there's a month before school starts, but I can't help but dread it. It's kinda like the evil version of Christmas. You know how you get uberly excited about Christmas months in advance? That's kinda like how school is for me, except I don't get uberly excited about it.
Speaking of Christmas, I should start making my list. Why? Because luck, fate, and Santa Claus favors the prepared. Why do you think little kids get mountains upon mountains of presents when Christmas morning rolls around?? Because they write a mile long list of presents that they want on the 2nd of January, and they're ready to present it to the parentals on the 3rd. And because they do that, they are sure to get at least half of the junk they asked for. Plus they factor in puppy dog pouts, the "I love you, you're the bestest parent ever" phrases, and the kisses and hugs, and BAM! they have Christmas presents in the bag.(No pun intended)
Holy cow, little kids are frickin' sales people.
You know I find it very interesting that "Nemo" means no one or nobody in Latin. See I got bored beyond belief one day and I found a Latin translator and I just started typing in random words into the thing and next thing you know, I found out what nemo really means. Wonder if Pixar and the band Nightwish are aware of this....
I really need to go to Disney World or something. It's insane how people in Florida go to Orlando a heck of alot less than people who don't live here. We haven't been to Disney in about 2 years now, and the last time we went to Sea World was about 8 years ago. I mean it's only two hours away, surely someone can make some time to go there, right? No, because something always manages to get in the way of things. The only time we really go to Disney is when we have some over. It drives me nuts.... And then when we decide to move to Antarctica or some weird wacked out place for no reason at all, that's when the parentals will start missing Disney World. Isn't it ironic how we miss things when we don't have them there, but when they are there, we either could careless or we get unbelieveably annoyed by it? Why are things that way? Why do we want it all but at the same time, we don't care for it? It just doesn't make any sense. But then again, the older you get, the less life makes sense. The minute you figure something out, something else pops up that you have to decipher. Life is an unsolvable puzzle, but yet we still try to make sense of it. And why does it have to be a puzzle? Why can't it be a drawing? Or a painting? Or a never ending song? Or a story? Or a video game? I mean it's not all black and white, right? There are many, many shades of grey. And why do we use the expression black and white? Can't it be green and red? I mean they are opposites on the color wheel, and the world itself isn't black and white unless you're color blind. And even then there are many shades of grey. So really, nothing can truly be black and white unless it's clothes, and even then there are different tones of black and white. So really, I just contradicted myself there, which is something I've been doing alot lately.
Also, has anyone noticed how this thing doesn't have any smileys??? I mean, I know I can make my own, but they should have their own set of smileys, ya know? Alot of the time smileys can better convey a point that you're trying to make, and they always say that a picture is worth a thousand words.
But really, making a picture is way too hard. As much as I love doing so, I'd rather write. Mainly because I'm not like those amazing artists that can perfectly convey what they're feeling through a picture. I've never had the ability to make a picture when I'm feeling some sort of emotion. I can be as angry as heck or the happiest I've been my entire life, but if I try drawing something, then God help me cuz nothing's ever gonna appear on that piece of paper. Something's that's been bothering me is how the people that I draw aren't smiling anymore. On the off chance that they do, it's a weird kind of smile. Maybe there's something wrong w/ me, like my brain's trying to find some way of telling me that something's up.
Or maybe I'm just delusional and I should just shut up...
I know that there's a month before school starts, but I can't help but dread it. It's kinda like the evil version of Christmas. You know how you get uberly excited about Christmas months in advance? That's kinda like how school is for me, except I don't get uberly excited about it.
Speaking of Christmas, I should start making my list. Why? Because luck, fate, and Santa Claus favors the prepared. Why do you think little kids get mountains upon mountains of presents when Christmas morning rolls around?? Because they write a mile long list of presents that they want on the 2nd of January, and they're ready to present it to the parentals on the 3rd. And because they do that, they are sure to get at least half of the junk they asked for. Plus they factor in puppy dog pouts, the "I love you, you're the bestest parent ever" phrases, and the kisses and hugs, and BAM! they have Christmas presents in the bag.(No pun intended)
Holy cow, little kids are frickin' sales people.
You know I find it very interesting that "Nemo" means no one or nobody in Latin. See I got bored beyond belief one day and I found a Latin translator and I just started typing in random words into the thing and next thing you know, I found out what nemo really means. Wonder if Pixar and the band Nightwish are aware of this....
I really need to go to Disney World or something. It's insane how people in Florida go to Orlando a heck of alot less than people who don't live here. We haven't been to Disney in about 2 years now, and the last time we went to Sea World was about 8 years ago. I mean it's only two hours away, surely someone can make some time to go there, right? No, because something always manages to get in the way of things. The only time we really go to Disney is when we have some over. It drives me nuts.... And then when we decide to move to Antarctica or some weird wacked out place for no reason at all, that's when the parentals will start missing Disney World. Isn't it ironic how we miss things when we don't have them there, but when they are there, we either could careless or we get unbelieveably annoyed by it? Why are things that way? Why do we want it all but at the same time, we don't care for it? It just doesn't make any sense. But then again, the older you get, the less life makes sense. The minute you figure something out, something else pops up that you have to decipher. Life is an unsolvable puzzle, but yet we still try to make sense of it. And why does it have to be a puzzle? Why can't it be a drawing? Or a painting? Or a never ending song? Or a story? Or a video game? I mean it's not all black and white, right? There are many, many shades of grey. And why do we use the expression black and white? Can't it be green and red? I mean they are opposites on the color wheel, and the world itself isn't black and white unless you're color blind. And even then there are many shades of grey. So really, nothing can truly be black and white unless it's clothes, and even then there are different tones of black and white. So really, I just contradicted myself there, which is something I've been doing alot lately.
Also, has anyone noticed how this thing doesn't have any smileys??? I mean, I know I can make my own, but they should have their own set of smileys, ya know? Alot of the time smileys can better convey a point that you're trying to make, and they always say that a picture is worth a thousand words.
But really, making a picture is way too hard. As much as I love doing so, I'd rather write. Mainly because I'm not like those amazing artists that can perfectly convey what they're feeling through a picture. I've never had the ability to make a picture when I'm feeling some sort of emotion. I can be as angry as heck or the happiest I've been my entire life, but if I try drawing something, then God help me cuz nothing's ever gonna appear on that piece of paper. Something's that's been bothering me is how the people that I draw aren't smiling anymore. On the off chance that they do, it's a weird kind of smile. Maybe there's something wrong w/ me, like my brain's trying to find some way of telling me that something's up.
Or maybe I'm just delusional and I should just shut up...
I don't want to waste my time
become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.
*SUPER SPECIAL SIDE NOTE: the thing wouldn't let me post icons....T^T
become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.
*SUPER SPECIAL SIDE NOTE: the thing wouldn't let me post icons....T^T