Well, just to keep everyone informed :)
Yes, I will start writting bigger, and in brighter colors.
No, you can't leave comments anymore, you will have to leave them on tagboard.
Yes, you can turn off the music if you scroll down to the bottom of my posts.
Ok, that's about it!
Our tech class today was a "free-period" because something wasn't working with the files or gosh, i don't know. So I've decided to spend the rest of my afternoon typing on this.
Today was a 6-period day because of religion and they made us miss our fourth period class for an assembly about harrasment. It actually wasn't that bad, i mean it started out like all other "informational" assemblies, but it wasn't that bad after that. We watched a movie about some tuogh ass guy and some prissy chick who thought they were right the shit at thier schools. Then it was called "flipped" because they hadto be dressed up as dorks in really nerdy clothes then they had to go to this new school for the day where everyone had been told to be really really mean and rude to them. Then they were told that there had been a shooting at thier school, and that the person shooting had been like wnating to shoot them or something because they had harrassed them. (It was all fake, but they had no idea.)
I guess it really made them think. I think it would make anyone think if they had to flip lives with someone. Put in someone else's place that they would never have expected to be in. I know that sometime's we just get so caught up with what the crowd's doing that it's easy to just go along with it, but truly, when it's you in the "dork" place, don't you wish people would stand up for you? I think we need to be doing a lot more standing up for others then thinking about it. I think we need to take a lot more action.
Before we watched the movie, an award was awarded to this girl for doing some "inspirational" art about bullying. When she went up to accept it, i noticed that it was "cigar" that girl who went to our school when we were in grade seven. We couldn't understand her name, or really much of what she said, and i remember people just calling her the packie.
Then i heard Brent from behind me. He leans over and was like, "Hey that's that girl! I think i tripped her in the halls once..." I felt really bad, but she looked really happy to be awarded that, so i thought on the brightside, like I've promised to start doing. "Well, if we hadn't have bullied her, she wouldn't have won the prize, we "inspired" her." '
Ah, thinking on the bright side. It's a tad hard at times, but im trying. Im trying to be a better person, i really am. At least i can say I'm trying though.
Today Chris walked around for almost all lunch and most of the afternoon with a red balloon stuck to his head. I couldn't even look at him without bursting into laughter. Something about that kid, god it's like he just doesn't even care. That's a good thing though too, he makes everyone laugh.
Tori wants me to tell everyone that she "loves all my readers" and that she's crazy? :s I thought i'd just put that in though just for the hell of it. Kyle and Tom and Paul are beside me playing some game online. people behind me are playing "match that beard" or something. God my class is weird, but i wouldn't trade them for anything. I'm really truly happy at STM.
God, Chris just asked Kyle to put tape on his eyebrow, then rip it off, and he did. I bet these guys would do anything if you dared/asked them too. I'm really bored now, and i'm just rambling on. Now Kyle's trying to "wax" Tom's arm with the tape. I'm just gonna stay over here now.... :S Do my blog.
Anyhow, i had a lot of fun yesterday. My mom came home and ended up fixing the tree again, lol. It was a good try though. And it was great to see everyone. Melissa told me NEVER to invite Trevor over again, cus she "hates" him. I thought it was pretty funny when he kept thinking her name was Sarah.
Anyhow, now i'm just rambling. The point of this entry was...................well, no it didn't have a point. I'm just one screwed up bored lame ass kid.
And you know you love me.
And so begins a snow day. The first of many more to come i hope.
There's something just so truely *great* about waking up and finding out that you don't have to go to school today. That you don't have to endure math, the longest class, or Mr. Little's boner again in english, or maybe you find that it's *great* just to completely not have to go at all...
I think snow days are *great* because they give me some time to think things over. They give me some solitude, unlike weekends, because my mom isn't home, and unlike school because it's not so chaotic.
I think deep-down, even though it was cold and we didn't hang out for very long, that i needed last night. I think i needed to get out of my house, and remember what it's like. (cold!)
I've come to a realization. Things are only as *great* as you make them. So I'm not going to waste my year making it terrible. If I'm in control of things, I'm going to make them pretty damn *great*. I'm going to try my hardest to be a bit more optimistic about things. Look on the brighter side, stop listening to such sad music!
I know it wasn't a waste of time. It taught me a lesson. Good things come and go, but the *great* things will always be there.
When god made man, he made him perfect. He took his time to create with care every detail, every organ, every hair on our bodies. He made it so that the first man had a wife, someone to cherish and love for all of eternity and he made it so that we lived in harmony with all forms of life. We grew our own food, lived off the earth and were happy.
Then a little snake came along. He tempted Eve with fruit from the “forbidden tree” that god had made them promise they would not eat from. And Eve decided that the fruit must be so great if god made them promise not to eat it, that she bought in to the snake/devil’s evil plan. She also convinced Adam to do it too.
As soon as they bit into the apple, they were poisoned with sin. God thus made them imperfect, able to have sins and make mistakes. He said if they would go against him and choose their own decisions, then he would give them the freedom to decide things for themselves.
So Adam and Eve were forced out of their beautiful kingdom, and were given many hardships. They now grew old, endured pain, they did not have god there to help them at all. Now they had to eat animals, have painful childbirth, endure famine and droughts and the weather. Things were far from the perfect that god had created.
Now, more then six thousand years later, we are still given the same choice. The freedom to make our own decisions. The freedom to do most what we want and to make our own mistakes, which we hopefully learn from.
This is how I see it: Eve sinned first. (I always hated her for that.) She gave women a bad rep for being easily tempted. She made it seem like Adam was so damn perfect and her and that little snake corrupted him. But I bet that Adam was off cheating on Eve by screwing their daughter. And then he probably lied a lot to her, probably made it very difficult for her to love him, but then again, who else was there really? Poor Eve, it was like an arranged marriage. I bet Adam picked his nose and forgot to flush the toilet.
Maybe this is how it happened: Eve was off on the mountain talking to god about how awful her and Adam’s marriage was going, how she had caught him with their daughter, how he always got crumbs in the butter and hogged all the blankets. She was probably asking god to make her a new husband, a “streamlined” one, with less body-hair and a bit more of a chin. Maybe a bit more like our modern day “Orlando Bloom.”
While she was up there talking to invisible god, Adam had snuck up behind and heard the whole thing. He was outraged that she could think she was too good for him, god! He was the one who brought in all the damn money! What would she be without him? Nothing, his damn rib cage had created her!
So an infuriated Adam set off to find the devil. They worked out a plan that the devil would take form of this “perfect man” and tempt Eve away by saying god had made what she had wished for. He would then tell her that god’s fruit tree that he had forbid them to eat off, was the fruit tree of “eternalness.” So if she wanted to be eternally with him, Orlando Bloom, she would have to eat the fruit.
Of course she did! Not even looking back once, Eve crossed the line towards the “forbidden tree.” The lure of something new and adventurous was far more exciting then fruity old Adam, who didn’t excite her anymore…if you know what I mean.
And as soon as she bit into it, god and the devil and Adam all laughed at her. Then Adam handed God a crisp twenty and said, “You’re right, women ARE inferior!” They had been betting the whole time that they could make her sin, to thus prove their point that men were better, seeing as they were all men.
Eve then looked to where her “Orlando Bloom” look-a-like had been, but he had vanished. And all that was left in its place was the core of the apple. She was so angry and frustrated with Adam and his antics that she chucked that apple core at him with all of her “womanly” strength. Stupid Adam had had his mouth open too, bitching at her, saying how her daughter was better in bed then she was. The core flew right into his suck-hole of a mouth and was lodged there permanently. Thus the name, Adam’s apple. God and the devil laughed their asses off, doubling over in tears and pointing in Adam’s direction. When god was done and wiped his eyes, he said, “Your woman needs to be controlled a bit more there Adam!” The he laughed again and disappeared. The devil then came forward, speaking to Eve, not Adam, who was still in the background trying to regurgitate that damn apple.
“A deal is a deal, now since you have sinned you must live an eternity of hardship, and so will your daughters, and your daughter’s daughters, and your daughter’s daughter’s daughters… (Etc.)”
And Eve said “Devil, I agree that I have sinned, but since sinning is something you enjoy so much, I’ll make you a deal. You force Adam to live the same life as me, the same hardships for his many generations too, thus proving that man and woman are equal, and I will make sure that a woman sins or makes a big mistake every minute of every day from now until the end of time.”
The devil agreed, and to Adam’s dismay, sent both of them away to the “badlands.” It wasn’t that bad for him though, he still had his daughter, who happened to now have to “sin” quite often…if you know what I mean.
But Eve was for once truly happy. Adam was now just as imperfect as she had been made out to be. But she had a secret that he didn’t know. God, having enjoyed her little apple show so much, had given her something far better then an “Orlando Bloom” look-a-like, he had given her a bigger brain capacity. No one ever has seen true proof that it is there, but trust me it is. Any woman can tell you.
God fool-proofed it by making it undetectable to men. He didn’t want anyone to know that he had “betrayed his kind.” So to this day men still think they are more superior then women. They still think that it is the woman who is weak, she sinned first, she shows emotion more, she doesn’t have that “right-cool apple thing in her throat”, but woman are smarter. We sin a LOT and make a lot of mistakes, but we’re smarter, so we know how to admit when we’re wrong, accept our mistakes and move on. Men don’t have that mental capacity, and I seriously doubt they ever will.
And that’s just the way god made it.
Why is it that Guys (In general Mat, in general!) think that it's GIRLS who have all the problems in the relationship? Come on ladies, how many boyfriends have you had that always blammed everything on you? How many times have you gotten mad at them for something, that you had every right to be mad about, and they turned it all around so that it was your fault, or made it seem like they hadn't done anything wrong at all?
It's ridiculous!
And why do guys think that after a break-up, it's ok to act normal and like nothing happened? *YOU*BROKE*UP*WITH*ME*. That doesn't mean it's my fault. (How are those capital's for ya?)
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Starts pulling out hair, biting bottom lip until it bleeds, and screaming.)
Ah, I DID say I wanted a break. (Randomness x10 entry) I really wasn't thinking about this kind of break, but you know. Maybe I was subconsiously asking for it.
It's funny really, how he enterperted my last entry. It's ridiculous how I have to watch everything I say, you never know HOW it might be taken. God, people should stop being so conceited thinking every damn thing was about them. I have better things to write about.
It's ridiculous how I have to be so careful in what I put, even if it's how I'm feeling. Everyone just walks around on eggshells, hoping that they're not going to slip up.
Well, I say it's bullshit.
And so, I'll get to my day :)
Today was actually pretty good really, nothing awful or mentally-traumatizing happened. It was a six-period day because we had an assembly third period for RASK (Random Acts of Student Kindness) That was the best assembly, like really well thought out. Dylan's brother was dressed in total red and white,(Most of the school was though, It was a red and white day.) with a cape and zoro mask. He was RASKman, determined to bring kindness to our school.
We had a "live" news report, like a whole stage was set up and two of the guys who were dressed in suits with breifcases. They had a big screen behind them and did the whole news of everything, which was pretty funny to hear. They even talked about Jimbob's getting robbed, and about Gregor looking like he was like eight. There were some trivia contests and stuff, and Mark in my class won.
Then we had english. That's actually one of the classes I don't mind that much. We have two english teachers, and I swear, the two of them together would probably take over the world if given a chance. They're so evil, right down to thier villan laugh. Plus Mr. Little's a damn perve who turns every little thing into something sexual. It's all made even funnier by the fact that the man's like sixty something and walking around with a boner the size of the CN tower every day. I swear, the man's been very blessed, even though he's ugly and bald as sin, and I think he has a fettish for grammer.
Lunch time, I met up with Natalie and we went to Brunswick Square for some lunch time shopping. So much to buy and so little time. Then we went to Tim's for hot choclate, then back to school. Afternoon was science, which we got to miss for a basketball game in the gym. Tom didn't get to play though, He's a bench warmer's bench warmer. James got to play though, he's so good! And Joe in my class did too. He's so good even though he's so damn little! Then BBT, that was alright I guess.
And so the search for a Cabaret date ensues! Lmao, this, this is going to be funny folks. We have a contender! :O I know! Like I said, this will be funny.
Anyhow.......I'm out. I've got some serious babysitting tonight out East. But I will write again in a while.
***Best***Day***I've***Had***In***Weeks!***
I'm at a loss for words. Have you ever felt like that?
I just don't know what to say anymore. I*JUST*DON'T*KNOW*WHAT*TO*SAY*.
"You can't believe everything you hear, this dying-tragic world is so unclear, so baby close your ears, to the news tonight." (jack johnson, The News.)
Maybe i will. Close off everything. I*CAN'T*HEAR*YOU*. And even if i could, I*DON'T*WANT*YOU*.
I don't. I'm sorry. It's just too much.
*I*CAN'T*TAKE*THIS*! I'm sicking of being everyone's punching bag. I'm sick of having the blame thrown at me for everything with out any proof, or without even asking me. *I'M*SO*SICK*. I'm so tired. I'm so blah!
I'm so bored with everything. And antsy. And sad. And it seems like everything is happening at once.
Becky's blog (www.canyoudothis.blogspot.com) was talking about how everyone should be in a good mood cus it's x-mas. I can see how that would apply in most cases. X-mas excites me, yah. It's a pep-up to the boring winter months.
Well, I'm out. This was short and POINTLESS but i hope i made a point.... :S
P.s. im sorry, but not too sorry.
Im starting again with another work in progress.
A blogg-novel. The latest in writting. Check mine out and give me some ideas!
(www.abittoosweet.blogspot.com)
Well, I just spent a good half an hour on the F'n saint john high website. It makes me so ... I don't even know what it makes me... sad?
I looked at all the pictures. I saw Dylan and Jeremy and Jonathan and Levi and well, everyone.
At STM i feel like such a minority. I wonder what it feels like to have people who know you... I don't really mind anymore because it's all over with, fuck i mean it's been almost six months since we attended our last f'n class at pes. It doesn't feel like it, but it has. And three months have alreasy passed at stm, it doesn't feel like it, but it has. And i've already cried about these things, it doesn't feel like it, but i have. And i just wish i didn't care anymore.
