Well… this is my new house… you can’t see it.
Haha! I’m better than you.
This post sucks.
I’m gonna use a new quote!
“I hear it’s amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-Kiri Rock. I need scissors! 61!”
Yup, the house we’re buying needs some work done to it, so we’re painting and redoing some walls before we move in… I guess this’ll be my last post in this crap of a townhouse.
I think I should make something important…
Nah.
I have a better plan! I’ll make the post really short and crappy!
Yeah, I was really really bored during Geometry today. We had a final or something, but I didn’t do it because the amount of hate I have for that class cannot be described. So basically, I have a 9 per cent of something to that effect… yeah I’m amazing.
Anyways, what I did during that period was write a short little story. I think it sucks, but the thing is that I wrote it in 40 minutes. I wrote five pages front and back in my notebook. I think that’s productive. I guess when I get the time, I’ll post it up here(so I’ll post it up here in about an hour…)
Oh, an update on the house: I get my own bathroom! Also, we’re going to start packing on Friday. Yeah, packing is just enjoyable…
“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”
The song is call: Bad Grammar by James at War, it’s a parody of some stupid rap song; basically, this song kicked that song in the teeth.
Also, this song should be in my Grammar Laws…
“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”
Well, I just found out more about the house! It seems we’ll be moving next week and that I’ll have two bedrooms at a very private section of the house, now I don’t have to worry about suffering while my sister and her idiot friends parade around the house… now if they come to where I am, they either need a reason or I get to hurt them… with my ultra-energy foot! I think that’ll be awesome(both the hurting them with my ultra foot and the two rooms).
Now that I think about it, I’m not sure what to do with all the room… Lemme think… One rooms I could put awesomeness in and the other room I could put more awesomeness in! I think I win the vagueness contest(was there a vagueness contest to begin with?)
Again, the only bad thing is that when I move there, I’m not going to know anyone and I am not the best person at making friends… so I guess I’ll have to live on the internet for a year. Wait… I do that now. Hmm… Thinking about it, nothing much will change.
I had the greatest idea ever! I should become a cat! If I become a cat, I can sit here and type mean things about people on the internet all day and no one would blame me because I would be a cute little kitty cat! That would be awesome! I think I found my life’s goal: becoming a cat and terrorizing people over the internet. The hardest part, I think, would be learning to type with paws.. becoming a cat should be easy compared to that! Wow, this is gratuitous overuse of the “!” key! Amazing! I think I should stop now! Oh, well at least it’s better than this? How annoying would it be if I just did this? All the time? And you’d have to read it how you would say it? I’d sound like a Valley Girl? That would annoy me? I think I should stop? This is annoying? I guess I should end this blog now? I’m doing that now?
“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours?”
Dang, I did it again?
Way to Fall – Starsailor
Son
You’ve got a way to fall
They’ll tell you where to go
But they won’t know
Son
You’d better take it all
They’ll tell you what they know
But they won’t show
Oh
I’ve got something in my throat
I need to be alone
While I suffer
Son
You’ve got a way to kill
They’re picking on you still
But they don’t know
Son
You’d better wait to shine
They’ll tell you what is yours
But they’ll take mine
Oh
I’ve got something in my throat
I need to be alone
While I suffer
Oh
There’s a hole inside my boat
And I need stay afloat
For the summer
Long
Oh
I’ve got something in my throat
I need to be alone
While I suffer
Oh
There’s a hole inside my boat
And I need stay afloat
For the summer
Son
You’ve got to wait to fall
They’ll tell you where to go
But they won’t know
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Alcoholic – Starsailor
Don't you know you've got your daddy's eyes? Your daddy was an alcoholic But your mother kept it all inside And she threw it all away I was looking for another you and I found another one I was looking for another you When I looked round, you were gone Stand by my side And the pipe dream is yours now Stand by my side And the singer won't get in our way (Break) Don't you know you've got your daddy's eyes? Your daddy was an alcoholic But your mother kept it all inside She threw it all away I was looking for another you And I found another one I was looking for another you When I looked round you were gone Stand by my side And the pipe dream is yours now Stand by my side And the cynic won't get in our way Don't you know you've got your daddy's eyes? Daddy was an alcoholic But your mother kept it all inside She threw it all away I was looking for another chance To see your blue eyed problem
Well, this came as a surprise to me too. My mother told me we were going to look at a house in Saint Albans today and when we got there, they payed the down payment and we’re moving next week… I liked the house, and I think I’m okay with moving there, I only have couple friends still at GW, and I can still talk to them through the internet. It’s a really great place!
Right out back is the coal river, I could go swimming in it! The house is huge and there are 5 bedrooms and 3.5 bathrooms! I think I’ll have a good time there(though I’ll only live there a year, maybe more if I to State). I’m still thinking about how to take this… but right now, I’m fine with it.
“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”
Wow, hard to believe that this the first post I’ve made while not in English night-school… kinda sad. Oh well, I’ll get through it. I figured I would(or try to) keep up with this blog, because I’m really bored all the time and this is more fun than moping on the couch(insert random “meow?”). Whatever… I guess I should get to the meat of this.
I think that we, as people, like to worship celebrities… why? Because we’re idiots! Shows like Entertainment Tonight and magazines that feature “Celebrity Gossip” NEED TO DIE! There is no point in them, and they make people stupider and stupider(yes, stupider). Remember back long ago when that Heath Ledger person died? Yeah, that was annoying and no one talks about it anymore. Remember when Nicole Whats-her-face died? That’s right, you don’t! That’s all the “news” talked about for a freaking month and now no one remembers it… maybe we should stick to important stories that have an effect on your daily life.
Does anyone know why celebrity gossip is so famous, because I don’t… I don’t pay attention to it, I don’t even watch television that often(the only time the television is on in my house is when someone else is watching it, I’m playing video games, or it’s on the news for backgrounds noise while I read). I guess celebrity worship is how the proletariat gets through their miserable lives, maybe when they see a star go through a bad time it tells them maybe they too can be famous. Again, I seriously don’t understand, but what I do know is that people who read these magazines and watch these shows are usually the idiots who listen to rap and what shows on MTV. Maybe they even watch Flavour of Love! *sarcasm* I love that show, *sarcasm* I’m trying to figure out why people watch that too, it’s another form of celebrity worship.
For all of you who love to read celebrity gossip magazines, listen to rap, and watch shows on MTV, please do humanity a favour and kill yourself. Thanks!
“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”
Ted is a fine modern gentleman aged 33. He enjoys fine wines and listening to his stereo player… yes, a stereo player. He enjoys making all his word documents in center format. He likes to write about himself and use the royal term “we,” either that or he’s insane and liked to talk to himself, no one knows! On stranger nights, he would find himself a beer and settle down to watch some television, but this day, his television was missing!
Dear Lord! He decided to instead listen to his stereo player, but that was indeed lost. He bellowed an alarmed “Huzzah!” as he went outside to find out what he had lost. It seemed that his ottoman has been burned and his wine rack sold for drug money… Ted now had a problem: Ted had no money. This was a problem that never plagued any other modern gentleman… so it seemed he was the first. He threw his monocle on the ground then quickly picked it back up.
“The end indeed,” He said to himself. “None of my other modern gentlemen friends have ever been plagued with this problem; no other modern gentlemen shall ever know my pain! It is a bad day to be a modern gentleman indeed. Indeed!”
“What’s all this then!” One of his modern gentleman friends bellowed.”It seems that me and Joseph were having a quest to your edifice when we met you out here with no money. ‘Tis a bad day to be a modern gentleman! ‘Tis a bad day indeed! Indeed!”
It seems that this is a great story indeed. No modern gentleman shall know of what pain Ted had to endure, no one except Old Gregg. It seems that one day Old Gregg was a great modern gentleman, until he lost all his money and was turned into a scaly man-fish. Hopefully, Ted thought, I will not turn into a scaly man-fish. Ted would find it great to ask Joseph for money, but Joseph, being the fine modern gentleman he is would not include Ted or Old Gregg in his will.
“‘Twas a sad day indeed when Old Gregg became a man-fish,” Joseph said briskly. “But we cannot include you or Old Gregg in my will! I only have a large fortune and I must give it all to my son. You are indeed out of luck. Indeed!”
But what did Ted do, he decided to right-space his text! This would cause a major disturbance in the force.
So, Joseph became infuriated! He did not enjoy right-format, he enjoyed left format… but he found center spacing to be an acceptable format. Now, Joseph had no choice but to take revenge upon Ted.
“You have caused it to be an even worse day to be a modern gentleman! A worse day indeed! Indeed!” Joseph stated with a badly drawn eyebrow. “You will rue the day you caused it to be an even worse day for a modern gentleman! A worse day indeed! Indeed!”
“I see not where you are going with this good sir!” Ted said sadly. “I am the one who is having the bad day! My bulky mansion is indeed ruined! Ruined indeed! Indeed!”
At this point Ted was impregnated with a feeling of intense grief; at this point he ejaculated many profanities upon Joseph. This caused him to have a heart attack… his dying words were:
“’Tis a bad day to be a modern gentleman! ‘Tis a bad day indeed! Indeed!”
At this point, Ted saddened by the loss of his friend who did not incorporate him into his will decided it was time to go to normal left format… this did not sit well with the producers, who were too busy making a Broadway production of Springtime for Hitler… so he had nothing to fear for the moment.
This story is not over; however, Old Gregg has yet to make an appearance! At this moment, Old Gregg busted through the window of the writing studio and punched some peach gelatin in the face! He became so infuriated that he decided it was time to destroy the Jell-O factory, he would then become the King of Michigan and take over the universe… but that is another story for another time!
Ted decided that he would become a writer, this is where Old Gregg would bust in, but that is in the dystopian future where wild coffee roams the halls and no one has their left eye.
“Indeed! ‘Tis a good day to be a modern writer! ‘Tis a good day indeed! Indeed!” Ted said to himself while writing this paper. “I shall be the captain of the Football Torm! Indeed!”
So, Ted then became the captain of the Football Torm… the only problem was there was no Football Torm, so he went back to writing this. He decided it was always a bad day to be a modern gentleman, but it was always a good day to be a modern writer! A good day indeed! Indeed!
He never really decided on an ending to this story, but it is implied that Old Gregg will cause the end of the universe with his chain-reaction punching peach gelatin in the face attack. This was quelled in the Yeast Uprising of 1987.
Indeed!
