Yeah, schoolwork. I just did a lot of homework and schoolwork. Hoo-ray.
I gave myself a profile pic, of Scarecrow of course... I may change it coz the only reason I didn't choose another was because I would have to trim it, but that's how I made my current profile image the right size... *sigh* I probably will change it. Yeah, I will... Believe it or not I successfully resized the image in my WordPerfect program... I know, I know, it's a crummy editing tool and shouldn't be used like that at
When the doctor is holding up your newborn child: "Look Ma, no hands!"
When you're taking a taxi to an important location and you need to get there quick: "Okay, mister, which way did you want to go, again?"
If you're Oprah: "Wait, why are any of us watching this show?"
When you're performing heart surgery on somebody: "Hey, doc, this is the wrong patient."
Again, when you're performing heart surgery on somebody: "Uh-oh, looks like the anesthetic wasn't strong enough."
When you're
You'll find out what the title is for in due time... After I had computer fun class, I went to Assisted Study. I got some work done there, mostly just asking questions about some Social Studies stuff. Then, I went to French class, where we worked a little, and then we watched a movie. This was one of those 'learning another language by having it condescendingly shown to you in an incomprehendable manner' movies. It started with an image of this big, blue-green fuzzy monster thing in a space ship
I'm ticked. Wanna know why? See, every day I post an entry, long and meaningful, for the express benefit of being seen and read by members. And pretty quick, it's whacked off the front page into obscurity, for we all know the little member gremlins never check the second page. What ticks me is that I spend so much time putting relevance and thought into my words and then a horde of ravening noobs posts entries like 'HOMG TODAYS I'S AM GOTTED ME SUM STUFF LAWL POST HEER I'S AWESOME DUDE!' that ar
Yes, you heard me. The show is going to crash and burn soon. For, on the surface, it appears a legitimate, unique concept for a children's entertainment program. But its interactive factor is the key to its downfall. Nickelodeon has seen a drop in quality over the years, and when you combine that with an attempt to cash in on what were once underground, cool trends on the Internet, you can see a disaster waiting to happen. More traditional media is trying to subjugate new media formats, trying t
This is a question about vegetarianism. Suppose everybody stops eating meat and we all eat veggies. Then what? What will we do with the cows? We don't need that much milk, and none of us would eat that meat. Plus, what about vegetarians who consider milking cruel? And what would we do with chickens and their eggs? And all the commercially bred fish and other such animals? It would cost billions just to make farms into partial animal care facilities, and really stupid. In the end, to avoid expens
Alrighty, I'm up. I went to bed around 2:15 AM, and woke up around 10 AM. I'm still writing that short story, but it's almost finished. Yippee. I'm surprised I worked on it that fast, I mean, really, my latest short story "The Truth" (you can find a link in my sig) took me months. That's nothing to say of the incredibly long short story I'm writing right now as well.
Anyways, on to the title subject, my reader monkeys...
If there's one thing that gets to me about Batman, it's that Mr. Fre
"Better learn to laugh, because life's the longest, cruelest joke that'll ever be played on you."
"Puppies are only a viable food source if properly drained of their souls."
"He who laughs last, laughs best. He who laughs at an Anger Management class dropout, never laughs again."
"Christopher Paolini, author of the Poorly Written Plagiarism of All Decent Fantasy Inheritance Trilogy does not count as human."
"Believe in yourself... Because nobody else will, loser."
"... Why am I ev
Okay, if there's one thing I hate worse than *insert something I hate here*, it's people who blame video games for everything. They accuse video games of making kids stupid, violent, ignorant, smelly, bad at school, rude, ugly, hobos, unaware of the name of Bill Clinton's cousin's neighbor's barber, etcetera. Sad, isn't it? Young people do horrible things and it gets blamed on video games, but where are the parents at, huh? They don't want to take responsibility for parental ineptitude, which al
Yeah, my day was okay... In the "It was so bad I want to hit my head on the wall repeatedly but maybe not" way. First I had French, then the later two non-academic classes were cancelled so all the school could watch a performance of "The Witches" by some of our classmates. It was great, it was a wonderful adaptation of the Roald Dahl book. I was reminded how much I've always loved Roald Dahl's books, and I really oughtta get a few out of the library sometime. Great writing. Then Science and Soc
You heard me right- I got Takadox and Carapar at the Burlington Lego Store, and I got photos of Carapar! HURRAH!
Pictures:
The first Carapar picture of my gallery! Feast yer eyes!
The second picture, it's a close-up.
A side view!
View of the back.
'Nother side view.
A close-up, again, but sinister.
Here's a link to the gallery, it should become public in a little. The gallery.
Enjoy! I also got the Squid Ammo (yes, it is called that) and Takadox. Expe
Because they're an affront to all humanity and they give pessimists and Goths (who they can be confused with) a bad name. Gothic Emo is a contradictory term. Emos just sit around wasting air and whining about their problems instead of realizing and acting on said realization that they can actually change their situations if they just shut up and do something about it.
And the glass is still half empty, but I might drink it just to antagonize you all, especially the optimists.
We didn't get a snowday... And we were all excited and all... *sniffles* The teachers even made us bring home all our textbooks and binders and stuff just in case... I hope they just forgot to update and it'll be too icy for the school bus...
FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH IS HERE! EEE! Goodie! Send about the black cats and cracks in the pavement!
I had a funny dream but I can't remember now... Argh... It was aaaaaaaaaaawesome...
Some wordage:
"Mmm, puppies."
"You can't get two birds with one stone if they're pecking your eyes out."
Apparently, everybody's favorite nitwitted blond is "traumatized" by having to go to jail. Oh no, poor, rich, arrogant Paris! How ever shall she do without her expensive, skimpy dresses tailor-made for anorexic sticks with IQs lower than Antarctica's lowest temperatures? And she'll... *gasp* chafe her skin on the rough prison beds without her herbal miracle shampoo and conditioner! And mixing with the common folk, too! The horror of it all![/sarcasm]
Really, she needs to get over the fact th
To say something, first: Contentment is listening to metal, a kitten sitting atop your head, and having that whiny Emo kid buried in your back yard. About that: While I don't actually have a cat sitting on my head, nor do I have one in general, and I will neither confirm or deny the last part of my sentence, it's pretty much true.
Anyways...........Wow. Who'da thunk it, I have 500 entries. Ten times fifty. Five-zero-zero. Twenty times twenty-five. Two-five-oh doublesized. Yike. I (re)started
So, the world's not-at-all-really-so-favorite blonde blunderer will only serve 23 days due to "good behavior". So wait, what, does going into withdrawl from not having her daily fix of expensive makeup, items, and pets with really dumb sounding names and weird species names and refusing to realize she's even worse than the "common folk" count as "good behavior"? Man, it's like Arkham Asylum, in Gotham City in the DC world. The villains are admitted, and then faster than you can say "bad decision
I got to school, and I was lucky enough to get a computer in the library! YAY! And I played a fun game... Then I went to homeroom...
I just finished reading 'The Call of Cthulhu'. Good story.
Alright, so most of you know by now that everybody's not-really-at-all-favorite woman of questionable repute is in jail, correct? I was talking to my dad about that today while we were in the mall getting presents for my mom for mother's day, and I realized something: Paris is idolized by young girls because she has fancy phones, fancy cars, desirable objects, boyfriends, and money. Girls, and other people too of course, want these things. But Paris has these things because everybody else has on
Pathetic what our world has come to. Is this what we do when somebody does the right thing and possibly saves lives? Turn on them? And you know what's the sickest thing about it? I bet you the kid who left pellet gun there will walk right into that office, ask for the pellet gun, and get it back with no alarm raised or any trouble, and I'm betting double he/she'll be commended for being responsible enough to get it himself. Sheesh.
My dad isn't gonna take me to see Spider-Man 3 today... He's gonna take me to see it tomorrow... Nooooooo... And I'll have to see it with my little sister... ARGH! AAAGH! RAR! NUR! GROGH! VARIOUS EXPLETIVES! BLEEPITY! DOOKIE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGH! GYAAAAAAAAAAA! RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! GRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGH! WHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGH! SOME MORE BLEEPITY! AND SOME BLEEP! BLEEEEEEPY! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARG! NUUUUUUUUUUUU
Now that there are numerous other Makuta (and not just in speculation based on BoM info) that we know of, a dilemma faces us over the original Makuta. I've seen him referred to as 'The Makuta of Metru Nui', and this raised the question... What do we call the original Makuta now? Metrukuta? Matakuta? Makutanui? Makutui? Makutru? Makutata? Fish and a large serving of mousse? Trout Flint via Wall Street Oxymorons? Makumetrumatanuita? Shizzly home dawg? Medium-rare Communism, with a side of crispy B
I went to see that movie with my dad yesterday. It was awesome. Nick Cage and Jessica Biel starred in it, and it was about this guy who can see two minutes into the future. So he can explore all the possible pathways he can take, and- Oh, why the [bleepity] [more bleepity] [and yet more!] am I even telling you this? I have hardly any readers who appreciate enough to comment, and the comments don't come often. My dissemination of information is not satisfying to the clumps of neural meat and elec
