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Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The reason

The reason I haven't been posting too much lately is because I've been getting kind of busy and tired.  I've been working on websites, levelling on games, I've been going out a lot, and so on.  It was Mardi Gras yesterday, which was fun.  I didn't go to any parades this year, but I did go to the one yesterday before it started to talk to the band since I haven't seen them since before I went home schooled.  It was nice to see them again.  Again, I don't really have too much to talk about since everything's been calm lately around where I live and I haven't really though of any complaints or grievances.  I'm getting back into paper craft, though, which is nice.  I've found a lot of good patterns off of an image board, and those have been really fun to make.  I don't really have much else to talk about, so I'll end this one here.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Valentine's day

Yesterday was Valentine's day as most of you should know.  Personally, fuck this holiday.  It may have started as a good holiday for couples to get together and show their love for each other.  It's now become a day for girls to make the transition into whoredom and to get free chocolate.  It's been statistically proven that condom sales go up in the week before Valentine's day, and the morning after pill and pregnancy tests go up the week after.  I find this sad, in all honesty.  Especially since most of the United States is Catholic, and most of them are also unmarried.  It goes against their own beliefs in, yet another, stunning example.  I'm running out of stuff to write, in all honesty.  If someone could give me a website that has weird news or blogging topics, I'd love it if you'd give it to me.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Nature's a pretty disgusting thing sometimes.  It really is.  If you don't believe me, get an outside pet and don't feed it yourself.  You'll see it doing a lot of odd things at points.  I was just outside smoking and I saw my cat playing with what I thought was a mouse.  It was a bird.  I never would have thought a cat, which is kind of stuck to the ground for the most part, would be able to catch something that could fly.  Well, I left it to do its thing and eat.  I walked by again and I saw it chewing...  It ate the bird's head.  I found that pretty funny for one reason or another, but that's what nature is.  Animals eating each other to live.  My cat eats grass now and again, and it goes to my neighbour's house when it's hungry and there aren't any mice, lizards, or apparently birds around to eat and my neighbour feeds it.  We don't feed it because we can't afford to, but the neighbour feeds the cats that kind of walk between our house and her's.  There are three cats, I think, and about five kittens.  But, that's nature.  It's not this gorgeous thing all the time.  Sometimes it's pretty fucked up, if you ask me.  But, I have to admit, we've been having a lot less mice since that cat showed up.  We haven't even needed mouse traps lately, which is amazing if you ask me.  I love nature, it saves us money.

Friday, February 10, 2012

I think I've finally found my purpose in life.

Which is a fairly big feat for me.  I got a girlfriend yesterday and I had my first kiss with her.  I didn't get anything out of the kiss itself, but her reaction made me feel amazing.  So I'm thinking that my purpose is to make people feel good.  You know, make 'em laugh.  Make 'em feel better about their own lives by blowing up how bad mine is.  Be a kamakazi of sorts.  I don't really have much to say aside that...  I mean, nothing really interesting has happened to me lately aside my grandmother falling a few days ago.  So, I'll just drop it off here.  See ya!

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

My life, as of today.

I'm going to start this off by saying that I'm not looking for sympathy, I just want to get my story out there.  None of this is exaggerated or made up, it's all very true.  Now, to the actual story.

     The first thing I ever remember really was my very first day of school back when I was four.  The first thing I ever heard from a peer at school was ''Why are you so white?''  That sure as hell helped out my confidence in myself.  The reason, by the way, that I was so white is because my grandmother was, and still is, obscenely paranoid that I'm going to get kidnapped.  It was always very annoying, since no one really lived out here or drove out here.  But, onto further topics.  The next thing I really remember clearly was the reason I have horrible money issues.  I was about eight years old when this happened.  I had $211.00 saved up from getting good grades and such.  My grandmother would keep hold of it for me because I was an idiot, like all eight year olds.  Well, one day my mother decided she wanted to ''hold'' it from now on.  Her and my grandmother got in an obscene argument.  Screaming, yelling, the whole damn nine yards.  I wound up yelling as loud as my little eight-year-old lungs could handle at my mom to just keep the money.  She did, and to this day I've never seen a penny of it.  Granted, if you count all of the shit she's stolen from me and rightfully should have paid me she owes me about 15 grand.  This counts the two years of child support she stole from our home mailbox when she wasn't living with us, and the fact that she never paid child support when she was supposed to (she hasn't lived with us since I was five.)  She just moved back in, though.  But, on to further topics.  My memory is fairly fuzzy at around this time, but I do remember my second grade teacher showed us a video of them removing some of her bone cartilage.  It was one of those cameras they stick inside you, so it looked pretty bad ass.  I still think it's pretty cool to this day.  Well, that covers elementary school, now for middle.  Fifth grade was when I got my third band teacher.  In first to third I had one, then in fourth I had the teacher who got fired a while back (I wrote a blog about it), and then after that I got another.  It was a big mess, in my opinion.  But, he was awesome.  I wish he'd stayed all three years, but he only stayed two.  He was so fucking hilarious sometimes, though.  We were playing a song called Sakura, and he started talking about a Japanese love story near the end of the song.  We didn't finish the song because we were laughing so hard.  Fifth grade was when I went to my first band festival.  It wasn't what I'd expected at the time, but I still had fun.  My seventh and eighth grade years just kind of meld together aside for one aspect I'll get to later.  In seventh and eighth grade our band had nine people in it.  Yep, that's it, nine.  It was interesting, because now I'm looking back and seeing just how small that is.  The school I used to go to has a band of about fifty kids.  And even that's small.  But, my eighth grade year was when the fourth band teacher came in.  She's such a dunce.  She shut the lights off one day to show us her glow-in-the-dark fingernail polish.  It didn't glow.  Not surprising, is it?  She'd also let us take off days whenever the hell we wanted.  And she wondered why I was so quiet on trumpet back then...  I saw her last year and she didn't even remember who I was.  I think she got on some pretty hard drugs or something, because there's no way her memory could turn that shitty in three years when she's only in her thirties.  Now, for the part that's different between the two...  My uncle died my eighth grade year.  Don't remember his funeral at all, but I still miss him.  He was awesome.  Part of the few people in my family who were worth a shit.  He and my dad were best friends, my dad dated my mom, and my uncle said to my mom's sister ''I'm gonna marry you some day.''  Low and behold, they got married when I was about eight.  After I'd started listening to ICP, I wound up looking back and finally realizing that was the Riddlebox on his back.  That's also my favourite joker's card.  Has been since before I noticed that it was his tattoo.  Either way, there's not much else to say.  He rolled over in his sleep and suffocated or something.  We still don't know.  The next year was when my grandmother died.  Not the same one from earlier, she's my great-grandmother.  But, back on topic.  She had cancer for a long time.  Probably twenty or so years.  She worked at McDonalds and was literally the only worker there who smiled.  Kind of sad considering she was also the only one who was terminally ill.  But, when the last two weeks of her life kicked in they put her on morphine.  Made her fuckin' nuts.  I hated seeing her like that.  She was the last person to die in my family that I gave a shit about.  Thanks to all of that I went into a depressive state.  Didn't shower much, the whole deal.  Wound up getting the nick name ''Grease Lightning'' on a band trip.  Some guy claimed to see his reflection in my hair.  And after that nothing really happened until this year when two of my favourite teachers got fired over stupid shit.  Band teacher got fired because he did the jacking off hand motion, Chem teacher got fired because of a religious argument.  It's all a load of bull shit.  Well, that's my life, I guess.  I probably left out a few parts, but my memory's fuzzy right now.  I'll leave this off here since I can't think of a witty ending.

Monday, February 6, 2012


Fuck it in the ass hole with a big rubber dick.  I personally think marriage has lost all of its meaning as time has passed on.  And I personally don't think homosexual marriage should be wanted at all.  Every religion that advocates marriage hates homosexuals.  They've been killing off homosexuals for centuries now.    I'm not against homosexuality, but I think homosexuals need to grow a brain and THINK of what they're trying to do.  They're trying to assimilate with a group of people who hate them by their own rules.  It's like Abrahamics actually baptising bastard children.  It goes against their own holy book for fuck's sake.  It actually says in Deuteronomy 23:2, or something of the sort, that a bastard child shall never enter the convention of the lord.  It even goes as far to say that his great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandson may not enter the convention of the lord.  That's ten fucking generations.  TEN!  It probably also says somewhere in there that people who have had sex out of wedlock should not be wed.  That means most people in the United States nowadays are married going against what the church believes.  But back on the topic of marriage.  Marriage is mostly something now that everyone's expected to do.  They have people who get married for just that reason.  And, this part is just my own opinion, if you need a certificate and a ring saying that you're devoted to each other, you're just weak in the head.  I can understand the people who really do love each other and want to do that, and that's fine.  But it's these people who need the commitment of marriage to feel truly committed.  These are the people you see who have five+ ex husbands, most of which were probably abusive.  Both genders of humans are moronic for the most part.  Learn to trust people without paying over ten thousand dollars to say that you ONLY love each other, because most of the time you're going to get cheated on.  Whether you like it or not, it happens.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Titles are for strange people. I am a strange person.

I'm going to be trying to lose weight soon.  I hope it goes through.  I'm also thinking of scheduling myself more rigidly so that I'm not up at 5 AM writing a blog that's going to auto-post at 12 PM.  It's not too good.  Feels weird, too.  But I'll be doing one of those infomercial things that usually don't work.  But, I've got nothing to lose except the weight.  I never really have much to say when I talk about these sorts of things...  I'm not a very positive person most of the time, in case you couldn't tell from my previous posts.  It's just not the kind of guy I am.  Though, earlier, I did get a guy on omegle to fear me within half an hour of meeting me.  It was entertaining. But, I don't really have much to say...  So, I'll see you guys around!

Saturday, February 4, 2012


Well, I'm not sure how to start this one off, but...  I really don't like the wars we have.  Most of them are useless or not ours.  What happened to ''Speak softly and carry a bit stick?''  That was a good idea.  America didn't need to go to war to get what they wanted, they simply had to threaten it.  A lot less people died, and the world was a lot better off.  America would only go to war if it was necessary, not just because they wanted to.  Another good topic to say is that we're losing our freedoms day by day.  The phone tapping, the ability to lock us up if they even think we're going to commit a crime, airport security...  It's all just a way to control us and fuck with us.  There haven't been many bombings.  We've bombed so many countries, yet we treat it like it's a fucking catastrophe when someone bombs us.  We've NUKED Japan twice, and we still complain about Pearl Harbour.  It's pathetic, if you ask me.  Another thing is the death penalty.  If you're on death row, you're probably not afraid to die.  I say you let the fuckers rot in prison, that's more of a punishment than lethal injection.  When you think about it, though, killing is more bible-oriented than anything.  The bible is loaded with revenge.  It's kind of sad, when you think abut it.  But, more on the war-related topics.  Most wars are fought needlessly, as I've stated before, but more on the other topic.  They're needlessly wasting innocent soldier's lives for no good reason.  Honestly, it's a load of shit.  We have no business being in other countries since there hasn't been a country that's fucked with us in about ten years.  And I'm sick of all of this ''preventive'' shit.  It's nothing useful at all.  Unless you can tell the future, don't try to control other people's futures.  I still do feel sorry for the soldiers that died, but not simply because they died. I feel sorry for them because they

Friday, February 3, 2012


Not exactly sure what's wrong with people in America these days, but they're idiots with their money.  Credit cards are stupid for a reason or two.  Usually with credit cards they're spending money they don't have on things they don't need.  It's pretty stupid if you ask me.  Especially considering  most of the stuff they spend it on should be bought with cash.  Thanks to other moronic spending decisions they're spending over two THOUSAND dollars is things they don't need to spend on.  Text messaging, fast food joints, expensive ass gifts for other people that the person doesn't need.  Who the hell needs a $200 pair of shoes?  Get a $20 pair from a discount store and move on with your life.  They do the same thing and the $20 pair will probably last you longer, anyway.  I got a $20 pair of shoes and wore them for two years.  They were broken everywhere and had holes in them, but I wore them anyway.  In fact, they had to buy me another pair to get me out of them.  They're the name-brand of the shoes I had before, though.  These managed to get holes way before the other ones, though.  Like I said, cheaper is better.  Another thing is eating at fast food joints.  What is wrong with people today?  It costs the average family about $1000 a year.  It costs you your health and your money.  People are fuckin' goofy.  I have no end for this, so I'll sign off here.

Thursday, February 2, 2012


They recalled some birth control pills yesterday.  I love when that kind of thing happens.  Seeing people under pressure is awesome.  They wound up putting the pills in the wrong order, making it more likely for women to miss a dose..  People in the medical field don't care about anything except proving to themselves and to their scientist buddies that they're right when half the time they're wrong.  They don't invest time into cures for most things because there's no money in the cure.  It's moronic and just goes to show you how shallow human beings can really be.  On a lighter note, though, I want some music to listen to.  Psych Rock is preferred, but I'll listen to most anything.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Rambling on.

I'm getting back into paper crafting and origami, so I might be posting those pictures up once I finish projects (if ever, I don't have much paper right now and my knowledge of this shit is limited now that I haven't done it in five years.)  I know I don't normally curse in my blogs, but I got dumped today, so I'm not giving too much of a shit.  I may come through and edit the curse words out later when my head's a bit clearer.  I've also started playing MineCraft again.  I got bored with my other games, so yeah.  I'm trying to do it mod-less because I'm so used of mods now it's crazy, but I do have a mod downloaded that lets me craft things to build, destroy, and mine.  Makes things a lot easier, but it's still not the best thing for me to try and do without mods.  I've also got Invedit to start myself off good, but I don't go overboard with it.  Usually just the materials to make a mining wand since it makes life so much easier.  But, I'm starting to ramble on now.  I'll be posting up pictures of my various adventures on MineCraft when I get the chance.  Cool stuff, normally.  I did find a good seed, though.  I've noticed a recurring trend with seeds.  Niggers is always an amazing seed, and 1.1 hasn't left that trend.  Try it out, all of you MineCrafters out there, it's amazing.  It has a cave near the spawn, and a village.  It's a good starting place.