Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Sup my peep marshmellows...

It has truely been forever since I've posted something new so let me get started. Well...actually I don't know where to begin. High-school is...High-school. My Friends are...um...crazy, and my pet bird named feathers is just as phsycotic as he has been for the past six years.  I've been playing Vindictus alot lately (After rudely being rejected by the creators the first time. How ironic) and now feel sort of like playing it right now. Yea, I'm addicted. But I'm pretty sure it will blow over soon. That's happened to me so many times. I went from playing runescape for 6 hours a day to saying "what's runescape again?". I guess that's just how life works. Oh and speaking of life...I get to learn about how to make one at school. Yippie-freakin-doo! Ugh, I hate studying human reproduction. Well, I don't mind learning the science of it all with DNA, and Chromozomes, and Zygotes. But I HATE learning about it with those diagrams *shudders*.

Besides being grossed out by...um...grossness, I've decided to give some good and bad news. Good news first- I've had a bunch of my poetry pulbished in my schools literary magazine. Now the bad news- Like a dummy I wrote a peom about my previous crush and he knows it's about him so a bunch of kids are laughing behind my back and I feel like throwing cinderblocks at them but I can't because I could go to jail... Man that was probably the worst run on sentance I've ever written in my life (In case you haven't noticed, I write a crap-load of run ons). But seriously, it sucks. I have to get used to this, because I have three more years of it. And after that it may never end!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (yummy exclaimation points)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just hope that when I get into the real world people will grow up.

Oh yea, and here is a recent video of mine. It's a fail, but who really gives a flying fruitcake.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Boredom kills

I am really bored. What is it about boredom that makes me turn into a whiney kangaroo? (wtf) I just figured that since I'm bored I should just write in my amazing online public journal thing. And...well...crap...now I bored again. Man! Can nothing satisfy my craving for entertainment!? I wonder how people survived before technology. I would have jumped out of a window due to my excessive boredom. *Sigh*