Eat That One
Finally got the blog thingy to work....if ya wanna check out the post i did while it was being SUPER GAY....it's on the message board.

So, beyond that, I was super POed at school today...made a rap...really angry rap...like....hard rockin rap.....hard rap

So, Anyway.....its awesome...cant remember the rap, but it was kewl....

Once I get a job, it'll be kewl...cause i'll be buyin things like crazy....mp3 player first....then attachments for it....cable modem......unreal tournament 2004.....buncha crap....save a good 50 from each check to put into my checking account...which WILL be set up, sooner or later.....

Thought for ya'll.....y'all.....yall......everyone.....
"I sound like a ten year old, or so i been told..but you dont need a voice thats low to make the microphone go" --MC Chris

Shattered thoughts of imagination
Inside my mind, many things go on....and certain people are bent on destroying these inner workings of my mind. I don't know why, but it seems i am just a pawn in their chess game. Easily mocked and used to mock, sometimes being thrown in the line of danger only to be pulled back again for 'fun'. Once this all occurred to me, i realized that life is a game of sorts...where the winner is the one who destroys or prolongs my dreams the longest.

Ok....that was fun....and definately enough engst to hold me over for another month....i just needed to let some stuff off of my chest...anyway.....

My grades are slowly lowering cause im trying harder now, to fit in and get girls to like me more. It's working well....i'm making more friends of the opposite gender than ever before...but i dont know if i can keep up my grades, appearances, and have a job all at the same time....well, i only wrote this here because there are a small amount of people who read my statements of disassertion and somewhat angstful prolongings of my boredom.

And, as most of the time....i will leave you (all of the ppl who read this) with a thought.

"The next time you hit on a girl....think for a moment on whether or not she's hitting back....because a one fisted battle isnt exactly a step up from not having a girlfriend...."

Yepperz
Hey shorty, its ur birthday. We gonna party like its ur birthday. Gonna sip bacardi like its ur birthday. But u know we dont give a ----, its not ur birthday!

Well, it may not be shorty's birthday...but i'll bet mines closer! Only a good week until i turn 16! It's gonna be soooo awesome.....

Holy Jesus! Look at that tomato! Wait.....thats not a tomato...its a sentence beginning with the word unintelligable!

Unintelligable, is the way i understand the nothingness of yellow rabbits in the sunshine.

If the previous sentence made ANY sense....tell me and i'll be sure to fax u a fifty dollar bill.

so...other than that....my new fan kicks the shizzle.....we finally got rid of satan fan...the one that i couldnt take good pictures of. It was always dark....even with the flash on.

SATAN FAN~!

So, thats enough typin....for now...or is it? Did you know that those girls dont even know the name of my band...but they all on me like they wanna hold hands....

Understatement at best....jess is hott.....and yes...with two t's.....just felt like sayin that....shes a kewl person too.....almost forgot to tell ya that part....lol...

Well, yea...i'm....uh....done

"Later from all of us here at the comfortable chair outlet store." --The management

New part
With the unveiling of the new part of the site comes a great responsibility to you, the reader. You need to help me with some more lingo to define. If you want me to define something, post your request on the webletter.

N E Way...made that 1 up...gonna add it 2. The rest of this post in da blog will b lingo. it'll help me wit findin new things 2 define. So N E Way, wut up my homies? How is da public? Doin fine? Same here.

That's enough of that...fun, yet slightly tiresome after a while. Well, I should prolly get off da computer.

Laevin u with a thought/random idea thing.

Role Playing time. I'm the person doing action and talking. Action is represented by the *~~*...and talking is represented by "~~"

*Pulls out a box of Cap'n Crunch and looks inside the box*
"Wow! There's a prize inside!"
*Reaches inside and pulls out hand with fully extended middle finger*

LOL...thats quite funny.

here's a quote...

"Roses really smell like poo-woo-ooo"
--Outkast

Painting
no one visits my site, so I'm gonna put up a poll on what i should call my painting....so far there's only two choices...Green Sunshine, or Burnt Peaches...wait, how 'bout soup on a stick?....that'd be good....well, i'm done..

Word up my dizzles

FReEdoM!
The thing that is quite awesome....is the fact that today, is the finest day in all of history...so far. Spring break is upon me and i already have my days planned out....SLEEP! Mostly sleep...sometimes eat....go over to friends house....go to bathroom....watch tv....sleep.....listen to music....sleep....go online....stay up for 76 hours....sleep for a good 22 hours....then go back to school...

the only part that sux about that plan is the last part, but thats inevitable...

so anyway, time for your thought...think about this...

Why is the 'Pirates of the Carribean' movie so awesome and speaking of movies...why is Mel Gibson getting rich while i sit here....with only $100 + in my wallet...i mean, seriously! he's already pocketed 500 million....he doesnt need any extra.

yea...i'm listenin to some musak....outkast - roses....maroon 5 - this love....Tenacious D - Things I want.....Elvis - A little less conversation.

and, that'd be all for the day. L8ER...peace out my brothahs

8 entries?!?
woah! this is just crazy! Before, it was me typing one post, then waiting forever to type another. But, in the past month, I've done 8! Well...9. If you count this one. Which I will.

Well, right now, I wasn't doin too much amazingly kewl...just playin some battlefield 1942, editin my site, and listenin to music. Why? Well, in order, its fun, its fun, and I was bored.

Ok, so until next time, keep your double deuces in check and be prepared for that annoying guy trying to rear end you on the highway.

BTW
BTW, about the last entry, I was just kidding 'bout the 'hate you' thing....I'll just look much lower upon you for your lack of computer 'lingo'...same goes for the word 'lingo'....I'll look lower upon you, and if the two lacks of knowledge merge (you don't know what either one means), then, I will hate you....

Later 4 now....thats enough for tonight

Oh yea!
BTW, if any of you doesn't know what BTW means, too bad....I hate you....

Well, anyway, I'm almost done with my painting of East crashed into by a UFO....I'll have to give it some wierd 'new age' name though....somethin like "Green Sunshine", or maybe "Darkened Peaches"....but whatever it is, it has to have nothing to do with UFO's, destruction, or East High.

That'll make it fun.

Stuff I'm doing?
Yea, well. It's been a while (three days....woooot) since I last wrote anything for you to read. You being the countless amounts of people who check out my website every day. Well, that may not be true, but it would be if the open source database would submit my site to their "very selective database where only the best of the best get submitted".

So, now that the fact that my site will never be listed on even as crappy a search engine as "alltheweb", I'll tell you my current thoughts.

If all of these people who sell their songs actually wanted everyone to buy their cd's, why are they so overpriced. I mean, seriously, the disc costs 6 cents to the average consumer, the ink per disc maybe 50 cents, and the case, booklet, and other randomly placed and equally useless things cost a total of MAYBE 50 cents...so, the total cost to make the cd is about a dollar six. Maybe less because of mass production. So, lets just put it at 80 cents.

So, at the going rate for most items, the most you normally would charge for something is three times the price it cost to make it. Well, obviously, the record industry didn't get this memo because the avergae cd is priced at about 12 bucks...thats 15 times the price they made them for.

So, logically, who's the one being cut out on money? The record label, or the consumer?