I am a horrible person. Haha, just kidding. But really, my blog needs me, and I haven't shown it the love it deserves. Today I would like to talk to you about girls. I don't like many of them. Everyone always says they hate drama and whatever, but I really do. I just laugh it off. That's the thing, if people didn't want drama, they wouldn't have it. One thing I really like about senior year is that I don't care anymore. I have a couple good friends, and that's how I like it. I don't think its possible to have a ton of bestfriends. So, I'm not really sure what I'm trying to say, but basically, i love my friends:)

Da Beatles

http://www.beatles-unlimited.com/

This blog is dedicated to recent news related to The Beatles. I happen to love The Beatles and I would have loved to be a teenager when they were so popular. My favorite song by them is either Come Together or, actually I have too many favorites. Oh my gosh and this is the cutest video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fqXYwNDrU8k

POP LOCK & DROP IT

I am so upset that break is over:( I didn't really do anything very exciting, but the sleeping was pretty grand. I think that something is wrong with me, because I'm always tired, even when I get 9328749274 hours of sleep. NOT TO MENTION the fact that sometimes I, party animal extraordinaire, stay home at night to catch up on my sleep. I need to see a doctor or something. OR I could talk my teachers into giving me the final exams now, and then giving me credit for the whole year. Maybe you guys don't know the true caliber of my genius, but believe me, it's mind blowing. So what I'm really trying to say is that I'm a closet prodigy( I have the papers to prove it) and therefore, I should be able to give my brain the rest that it deserves.





Picture Info: This is a snapshot of my great grandfather, Albert. Although he died before I graced the earth with my existence, I have read all of his theories, and can explain them using only roman numerals. My family likes to compare me to Jesus. Since my great grandfather was a god, I'm like, the chosen one. Ya feel me?

Livin La Vida Loca

I've been neglecting my blog lately. I feel so bad. Right now, I'm watching The OC. I love it a ton. Whenever I hear the beginning song, I get in such a good mood. All of the seasons of the show are on sale at my place of employment, Target. I purchased Season One for only $20. Oh and also, my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary is this weekend, and my mother just told me. I had to take work off tomorrow. Whatever, it should be fun. ALSO MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 3 DAYS!

duh-reem job

I seriously don't know exactly what my dream job is. I know what I like and I know what I don't like, but there isn't really a job that fits me perfectly. The one thing I would love to do is work in a jail. I know that I want to study psychology when I go to college, and I think hardcore criminals are the most far from normal people that you can meet. I don't mean the people who steal televisions, I mean the Ted Bundys of the world. I have always been interested in stuff I don't understand, and I have always been scared by it. Everyone I've talked to thinks that I couldn't do it, but I know that i could. I'm a lot smarter than people realize. Whatever though, they'll be working for me soon.

The Perfect World

Ok so there are a lot of things that aren't perfect about life but WHATEVER MAN, I'm not complaining. But I mean, if I were to complain, I guess I would put being tired on the top of my list. Seriously though, energy.. what is the point of it? In my perfect world, energy would not even be a component in general well being. Everyone would just have a rechargeable battery, like a car or something. So whenever you're on, aka alive, your battery is recharging itself. So, you never get tired. I could be so much more productive if I was never tired. ALSO I would eliminate flies. WHAT IS THE POINT OF THEM. A delicacy for frogs maybe? Alright that's great, sorry to disappoint everyone, but frogs don't mean that much to me. Oh and no more barbeque sauce. It smells DISGUSTING. BBQ anything will be replaced with chicken wings. DELICIOUS. Also, the world "emo" would no longer be recognized by the general public. Plus, eating would not make you gain weight. And boys would get their periods too. Then maybe Mark Roberts would know what cramps feel like(:

My favorite movie is Girl, Interrupted. It's about a psych ward and it takes place in the 70's. It's really dark and it made me cry, but I still love it. I don't really consider funny movies my favorites, unless they're smart funny, as opposed to stupid funny. My second favorite movie is Office Space. SO GOOD. Actually those two and Fight Club are all equal on my list. I'm also a big V for Vendetta fan.

I am so hyper. I went home at 1 because i had a wicked bad migraine. Then, it went away at like 3. AND I'VE BEEN HYPER EVER SINCE. My friends (all two of them) are working until 9. AKA i have nothing to do until then. It'd be nice if I could channel my energy into something productive, but I can't. My "friend" Anne Marie likes to push my buttons whenever I get like this. FOR INSTANCE, whenever we are going to go out and I am hyper, I get really antsy. Actually that is a bad example. FOR INSTANCE, right now I'm antsy because I want to go out, and dirty, dirty Anne Marie has to take a shower. BUT SHE WILL NOT STOP TALKING TO ME. It is so hard to be nice to people when they clearly are obsessed with you. Okay, but anyways, she just keeps talking because she knows its pissing me off. I hate her.

My much anticipated post today will NOT be about Valentine's Day. It will, however, be about the hallways of UEHS. IT IS REALLY NOT THAT HARD TO WALK AND TALK PEOPLE. It's called multi tasking if you can't do it now things aren't looking good for you. What do you think is the main thing they look for in McDonald's drive thru staff? Good looks? FALSE. They look for excellent multi tasking skills. These people have to take orders AND look at a screen to see how much money to give back to ANOTHER customer. Point number one: If you can't walk and talk you're not worthy of minimum wage. SECONDLY, stay on your side of the hallway, fool. You might have seen a road before? Yes, there are TWO SIDES. And people stay on their side of the road. If they don't they get a ticket from Johnny Law. Which brings me to my next point: Hallway Safety Monitors. The HSEA (Hallway Safety Enforcement Agency) is a key component to a brighter tomorrow.
I propose that there is an HSM(Hallway Safety Monitor) on every corridor, to maintain the order that should come NATURALLY. One violation counts as a warning. The next offense will not be taken so lightly. With a second infraction comes HSEA brutality. HSM agents will carry mace at all times to deal with repeat offenders and or anyone who exhibits disobligingness. A third instance where the rules are blatantly disregarded, and there can be only one solution: capital punishment. All those who violate the Law of the Hallway THREE times are declared unfit to live, and dealt with immediately. The Law of the Hallway (2007 edition) will be available in all vending machines, and will be required reading for every student.





Just kidding?! But really, MAINTAIN THE ORDER.




p.s. I'm not a communist, I swear.

I guess we were supposed to write about education. Oops! I feel like I'm getting a good education at my school, and I think a lot of people take it for granted. Not a lot of schools are as good as ours. However, I hate state testing. I'm pretty good at standardized tests, but I just hate them on principle. Basically, no child left behind is code for, let's make these kids all the same. I am not very knowledgeable on the topic, but I still made an opionion(:

So I love guitar hero, plain and simple. I'm also really good at it. (but seriously I am.) ANYWAYS on GHII (Guitar Hero TWO for you noobs) there is a song called Possum Kingdom by The Toadies. It's one of my new favorite songs, I sing it all the time. BUT it is kind of disturbing. It's all about this guy and how he is going to rape some girl and then kill her. Apparently it is based on real events. There's some place called Possum Lake, and some guy raped and murdered a girl. here are some of the lyrics:

Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side
I'm not gonna lie < -------------not good, not good at all.
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret

I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
My blushing bride
My lover, be my lover, yeah...

Don't be afraid
I didn't mean to scare you
So help me, Jesus

I can promise you
You'll stay as beautiful
With dark hair
And soft skin...forever
Forever

end lyrics

I can assume that the last verse means only one thing: DEATH
Okay but anyways, I just like the song but it's really bad and disgusting.

I used to think people matured with age, but I quickly found out I was wrong. Up until recently though, I was pretty convinced that kids in high school weren't as cruel as they were in middle school. I get to school around 7:50 everyday, and I enjoy a nice breakfast sandwich. There's this one kid who comes down to the senior lockers, he must be in like tenth grade, and he's definitely different. So anyways, people just laugh at him. They sit with him and talk to him and when he turns away they laugh to their friends. They probably even laugh to his face and he mistakes it for genuine laughter, and then they laugh at him for laughing with them when they're actually laughing at him. I'm not sure why it bothers me so much, because I know that I laugh at people too. But I think people should draw the line somewhere. I just think it's wrong to be so fake to someone, and then laugh when they walk away. Especially when the person can't help themselves. I just think it's about time people tried maybe having a personality instead of being assholes and making fun of people to gain brownie points with their friends.

Wanna know something cool? You can have fun and still have a soul. Good luck everyone!



p.s. sorry if I offended anyone. just kidding.

I actually have no idea what I'm doing, so bear with me. I've always admired people who can have blogs and not care who gets to know their thoughts, and I find it mind boggling how people can actually enjoy it. I can try to post my feelings but I'm definitely not promising anything, and chances are my blogs won't be so interesting. However, I hate hearing people bitch about stupid things, so I guarantee you that I will never, ever, complain about how I couldn't find anything to wear or how I hate boys so0oO0 much. That pretty much sums it up I suppose. Bye?