Singing in the Car

I hate when people re judgmental of other people for some stupid reason. Stuff like their height, weight, race, sex, sexual orientation. It just plain out bugs me. My friends and I were driving through town, with all the windows down, music blaring, singing at the top of our lungs, and just having fun. We got more stares from people than a man walking around Wal-Mart naked. And most of those stare were so easy to read and they all said, " D***n Kids." They don't even know and they were already judging us. I had a girl in one of my classes telling me about how she applied to work at KFC, Wal-Mart, McDonald's, and a few other places and just because she is a midget they wouldn't hire her. I mean come on how freaking cruel can you be. I wish I could just walk up to every one of those people and hit them right in the face. I don't understand how anyone can be so rude. This is a direct quote from her, "I even told them I would supply a step tool and just work at the cash register." And they still turned her down. Sometimes this world really makes me sick.

Well today was a busy day, and I have things to get done so this shall be a short post. But before I leave you to your own devices I ask you a favor: Be tolerant.

Thank you, tell your friends, and May the Force Be With You.

Mischief Managed

Rainy Mornings, soup spoons, and idle sitting.

So as I woke up this morning, actually before my alarm, I just stayed there for a few moments without turning lights on, without turning the music off, and not even putting my glasses one. I just listened. To what you may ask. I the answer is simple. To the sound of rain falling outside. I love the rain. For me it is one of the most comforting, soothing, relaxing things in the whole world. As I lay there thoughts of yesterday idly passed through my head. Thoughts of what today might bring at the forefront of my mind.

I lazily got out of bed and in a whirlwind of activity ended up at school. Everyone complains about how terrible school lunch is, but hey two blueberry muffins and a bottle of apple juice for three buck isn't bad at all in my mind. But alas today there were no blueberry muffins. After a moment of panic I decided to go with some yogurt. So by now you may think this is just a monologue of my day, trust me it's not this whole breakfast story has a point. And here it is. Drum roll please! I went out of my way to grab a "normal" spoon, as normal as a yellowed plastic spoon is, and as i began to eat the yogurt I realized that I grab what was the sole soup spoon in the normal spoon box. A soup spoon! I mean come on, who in their right might, which many argue that I'm not in my right mind, would use a soup spoon for eating anything but soup. Why would they even put out soup spoons at breakfast, they don't even serve soup! And to top it all off right after I paid, they opened up some blueberry muffins.

So today after school there was an open house for parents to come and meet teachers. I got wrapped into it because I belong to a group by the name of "Pledge Makers", we'll leave that for a another time to talk about, but it is basically a group of kids in the school pledging to be drug and alcohol free. So anyways I sat at the table for two and a half hours. That was two and a half hours of idleness. I hate being idle when I have other things to do. And no matter what it is I always think "Man I should be doing that instead of this," I'm sure you all know what I'm talking about. That's right I knew it, I'm not the only one here like this.

Well my rant is over now. There wont be many posts like this, detailing only my day but today deserved it.

Thank you, tell your friends, and May the Force Be With You.

Mischief Managed

The Beginning

So I have been intending to create a blog for some time now and never got around to doing it until now. I always hear people say,which I have never understood, which is really here nor there, but anyways back to what people say, they say " The last straw on the camel's back". Well for me that last straw was an assignment I received today from my history teacher. We had to create a blog to use throughout the year and so when I was on here I thought to myself, "What the heck let's do it now." And so here we are.


You may be wondering at this point, for all of you that have actually stayed with me this far it is much appreciated, what this is all about. Well I'll tell you. It's about me. You heard me right this is all about me. And my family may argue everything in my world is all about me. But this is truly about me and no one else, kind of like my best friend's mom who has a blog but never posts it for other people to read but the difference here is that I'm hoping people will read this. Even though this is only for me I think it may give people a better understanding as to what makes me tick. And if you ever figure that out be kind and let me know because I have been trying to for the last sixteen years.


Now as to what I am going to post and what content will find it's way onto here, even I myself can't really answer that. I hope to post every day at least something, most likely it won't always be this sizable but we'll see what happens. I'm going to basically post about whatever I think about that day. Which very often is very obscure or unclear and generally makes no sense. Or I might right about my frustrations with the world, no this is not a blog where I will be looking for peoples' pity and such but just to express what I believe is wrong in the world and how we should change it. For example: "Tonight at work I was rudely reminded of how rude people can be, no pun intended. People think that for some reason they are special or better then the next person and should be treated differently. But then every once and awhile a get a nice person or one of the "usual" Tuesday Nighters and that's what makes it worth it." So just stuff like that but more in depth and a few things from each day. Every so often I might add in a post or two about my opinions on stuff going on in the country or in the world. And if you guys, if there any people reading this, disagree with me and want to argue your point great, there isn't a lot I enjoy more than a good natured debate or argument, and both my parents will attest to that.


I think that this about wraps up my first post if you're readings this I have three things to tell you:(this last part will be in every post I do so get used to it and get used to me being a nerd/geek) Thank you for reading, tell you friends, and May the Force Be With You.

Mischief Managed