Hey all. ‘Sup? I’m just here, being bored (as usual). 😀
I figured this lovely [insert day of the week here (I have no idea)] would be perfect for our lovely complaints, first starting off with none other than the second biggest news story, HAITI! And you’re probably all wondering “Second? What?”. Well, yes, second. And do you want to know why it’s second? It could only be one thing…that thing being? Tiger Woods going to sex rehab! Because what’s more important than Tiger Woods, right? Who doesn’t love a good round of golf? And even better, who doesn’t love a round of golf with a total douche who’s slept with 98% of the female race? Ah, yes.
So, back to Haiti. All the social networking sights (even Youtube! The Google fascists aren’t so bad after all!) are posting links to help. So, I should urge you all to do that. Because you all know how much I worship the internet, and if it’s not Disney-related or completely gey, I listen. 😀 So, yeah. Help a fellow Hansiain and drop some cash on their little island-village.
Moving on, have you noticed an increased rate of hobbits lately? It seems everywhere I look there’s a freakishly tall person and a little midget not far behind. Geez. First we have freakish island-quakes and now increased hobbitry? What has the world come to?
And third: I’m getting fixed over friends (No, you perv). I miss my friends that I left behind so much. I really hope they’re able to visit soon. :C But, really, I’m just aggravated with my friends now. Not aggravated, just sort of…sick of them? I don’t know. I just feel like we’re always talking about the same things, doing the same things, being the same. I just want to hang out with people who are semi-normal for a change. They’re suffocating me. But, it’s not like I want to just leave them completely and be by myself, I just want more of a variety I guess. All the people I hang out with are so alike. It’s like constantly being around the same person, yet they’re in a different body. It’s so annoying. Just stop being weird for 5 minutes! And get your own personalities! I’m tired of being around nut-cases who all think alike. It’s getting old, people.
But fourth, one of my favoritest things ever: FLYLEAF! 😀 They’re making a new video for “Missing”! Already 16 hours in, too! Well, probably more by now, that was just their last update on Facebook. Look at these awesome pictures:
(Pictures here).
Oh, how I love their fake mustaches! And Lacey’s dress is pwnful. Very wicked. James is hot, as always. ^_^ And of course Pat is just as hardcore (if not more) than he always is. All in all, it looks very cool. Sort of like a rock n’ roll Titanic meets Flyleaf. I can’t wait to see the whole thing! It should be up soon. Just be sure to look at Flyleaf Online, Flyleaf Music, and of course their Myspace. And it’s totally not too late (never too late) to join the street team! [Don’t join the fanclub (Passerby Army), it sucks].
Fifth Topic, yeah! (Sing it like the 12 days of Christmas, it sounds cool). xD Anywho, are fifth subject if my stupid ex-soccer coach. My friend, who’s still on the team, hasn’t even been allowed to play for more than 2 minutes in all 5 games! Not 2 minutes per game, 2 minutes in one game. The rest of the time she’s been sitting on the bench, practically begging the coach to let her go in. And what does the coach do? Oh, of course she ignores her and says “Varsity players don’t ask to play”. Well, what do your precious little varsity players do? Ride the bench? That’s real nice, completely. She goes to every practice, comes to every game, even has her parents go to every game, and still she’s not allowed to play! It’s so unfair. And when she asked why she wasn’t playing, the stupid douche told her it was because she’s a freshman. Yeah, that makes total sense. Because three other freshman are playing. Right. And since when has grade determined you soccer ability? God, I swear. That woman is so stupid. She deserves the epic fail of the year award.
And sixth: I hate sippy-cups. First, you have to find all the pieces. The cup, the lid, the rubber ring that goes in the top, and the other piece of rubber that goes in the two holes, so it doesn’t spill out of the other side. Then, you have to assemble them, You have to stick the little rubber ring in the lid, in it’s exact spot, because it you don’t, the cup leaks and gets on everything. Next, you have to put the lid on the cup, and god damn that little ring, because if it’s not perfectly situated, the lid won’t go on right, thus making leaking and spills inevitable. So you get the cup all ready, with the drink inside, and expect the kid to just be happy. Oh, no. They don’t want juice, they want milk. So you have to take everything apart, rinse it, put it all back together, and then give it back. And God forbid you happen to forget one piece of the puzzle and the damn thing tips over, because then you’re left with a huge Grape Juice stain on your new couch. Lovely. Screw you, Gerber.
And seventh and our final complaint: The stupid “Science Olympiad”. Oh, sweet Jesus, have mercy on my soul. This test was the biggest waste of time EVER. After doing at least 10 hours of work for this stupid “competition”, I walked around the school for another half-hour looking for my stupid teacher, who said she’d be there, and finally ran into another teacher who was giving the test, as well. So this new teacher tells us all to go to the lecture hall. We sit their for another half-hour or so, then he finally arrived with the actual test, and we all went inside. Well, I’m just sitting there, and he’s handing out everyone else’s test, but he doesn’t give me mine. So I tell ’em, and apparently, he just totally forgot about my unit completely. He goes to make copies of more tests, and I wait for another hour in the lecture hall. My brother finished his in 10 minutes and left to go be with his friends. I wait another half-hour and the teacher finally comes back. He gives everyone else, except my unit, a test, and leaves again. So, I’m waiting, waiting, waiting for at least another half-hour, and he finally gives me a test! So I start reading it, and realize that the test is so incredibly stupid, that I would have rather lit myself on fire and jumped out of a 10-story window than put my name on it. I had to identify 50 different “unknown” substances from stupid little clues like “Solid white powder”. Okay, great. Except that on my paper, you had the choice between Sugar, Salt, Flour, Baking Soda, and a whole bunch of other random white powders to choose from. So how is anyone supposed to know?! I guessed on all of them, and then moved on to the next section. This section was relatively easy, considering all you had to do was check off some people and choose which one matched the description (My unit was forensics). The only thing that bothered me about that was the names. Stupid crap like “Am I. Gilltie” Or “Robyn U. Blind”. God, teachers so fail at life. >.> So after I finish the stupid hour-long test, I turn it in and finally get to go home. Stupidest, most colossal waste of life, ever. 5 hours and most likely disappointing results to follow. Great.
Anyways, I gotta go do stuff. Woo-hoo for French homework. >.< Do you know that we pretty much get no time to ourselves each day? 24 hours in a day, 10 is spent sleeping (or if you're me, trying to kill your insomnia so you can sleep), 7 is spent at school. That's 17 hours of time that we have no control over. 7 hours left. Minus 2 hours for homework, that's 5. Take off another 2 for stupid after-school functions and you're left with a wopping 3 hours to yourself each day. Congrats.
Much love and hate.
§Rainbows & Skeletons§
PS.: Hinting at something exciting, one of my stalkers is moving tomorrow! Yes, oh, yes! I’m elated. I hope he gets hit by a car! 😀
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