Bak2Skol

how sad, this one doesnt get a picture
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Everyone writes a "back to school" blog eventually, those that go to school at the very least, why not join in the fun?

so, this is my back to school journal, in which I would like to propose several new...how should I put it...."commandments for a healthier and happier understanding of high school", sure, that fits nicely, big words and ripe properness so eagerly spiced with egotism. nice. what i plan to do with this blog is to set down some ideas on how to survive the many social situations that make up high school.

1) acknowledge the fact that you are little more important than disregarded play-toys to many of your companion students, and therefore acknowledging that this doesn't necessarily mean they wish to do you harm, but more that they consider you a sort of momentary distraction upon occasion, but invisible in all other circumstances. if it tickles your fancy, try to become a favorite toy of whomever you may stumble upon, though guard from companionship. a child prefers a toy that plays well and amuses, when one crosses the line of play-toy to play-mate, they chance the risk of unnecessary danger. know who is your play-mate and who is your play-toy, but know to keep this score secret.
2) guard from intense feelings of companion-ship to any one group, this translates to discrimination almost immediately, and do not kid yourself and claim that you feel no hatred towards any one kind of person because of how they look, act, or talk, you are egotistical and very wrong if you believe so. let yourself take in the fact that everyone is flawed, and that no one play-toy is any less interesting than the rest. consider a diversity of companions for maximum understanding of humans and for more vast choices in the fields of play-mates.
3) in any case that you develop any sort of intense romantic interest in any one person, though I advise you avoid this if at all possible, consider the relationship with the eyes of a hawk, many unwanted things have and will become because of relationships, do you consider what you may temporarily believe to be "love" worth the surrender of happiness, clarity, and respect. if not, upon further peer pressure related to this issue, always assume the stance of "perhaps, perhaps, perhaps", and keep weary of further developments
4) do not take your social attire too seriously, to indulge yourself in nothing more than the senseless drudge of gossip and teenage drama builds a confused and empty mind. such things are pretty, like diamonds, but virtually worthless when one considers the vast expanse of the universe and thought. though, I wouldn't bother too much to try to convince anyone that what they believe is wrong is truly wrong, for who am I to say who is right and who is wrong, I am nothing more than any of us are, no? another play-toy in the vast expanse of play-toys there for the amusement of other play-toys. so I have you read through this whole blog just to reach the end where I say "oh what a jolly good jest I've made! ho ho!", but, in a comical sense, and very dark sense, I believe all of the things I have written, but I believe they are all very wrong too. in short, believe what you wish to believe in high school, do what you want to do, and find important what you wish to be important, but, for god's sake, just try to not mix me up in it...

Abstinence

...makes stoopid cat cry

so sorry for not posting...EVER guys....ive been meaning to i just...cant really think of anything to talk about, my life isnt an enigma, it's clear, uneventful, and boring. not that this is a bad thing of course, but if i honestly felt a deep sense of happening that so many of my friends appear to, it would make the act of blogging a bit easier on my part.

actually, something HAS happened, and i suppose it deserves recognition. i just got back(back to civilization and sanity that is) from a visit to my mother's, currently in virginia beach (this is for all the confused people that still might think she still lives in the country). it really made me respect and understand the way i live, and i realized how silly the way we all act about it is.

let me organise this better, so to prove my point

1) my mom and her family (step dad, brother, sister) live by the phrase "living pay-check to paycheck", this means that all the money they have every week is completly dependent on how much money they have in their weekly paycheck, and when it arrives. this of course means that in the case the paycheck should arrive a day late, there's no money untill it finally arrives. this is exactly what happened. except it was worse, because my step dad's pay-check (he's the one thats currently working there) arrives every saturday, and mail doesnt come on sundays, this meant that instead of being just one day late it was TWO.
now....all you little kiddies probably are thinking, "what does she mean by no money left, like, did they have only 100 bucks left or something? did they only have their credit cards?" no. i mean NO MONEY. i dont think they even have a credit card, god knows they couldnt afford to have one. so, by friday, there was approximatly 20 dollars to live on. 20 dollars for food, gas, and other various immediate needs. it sucked. think about that next time you think your family is broke silly upper middle class americans. YOU DONT KNOW POOR!!!!!

2) the house was filthy, i mean FILTHY! all types of food substances were thrown about the carpet, sofas, and floor. there was a slight smell of rot every where you went. children went around delighting in trying to fart in each other's faces (and mine, i dont think they quite realized our cultural differences prohibited me from joining them). even the things we talked about and the way we spoke was disgusting, most of it was resulted of an intense TMI factor.

3) i was almost never alone, and when i was it was for a very short time. im VERY used to my privacy, and usually spend hours alone every day. it was different here of course, not only was i never alone, but the focus of someone was constantly on me. usually the children would be badgering me about something (it's because they love me, i know, but it still got on my nerves a lot) or fighting with one another, and though when they were fighting it never directly impacted me, it was loud, ugly, and extremly worrying (fine, it may or may not be because i care about them ;))so most of my visit i was overstimulated by other's presence...

and, well, it's sort of a reminder why i think all my friends who complain (and me too, dont think i forgot) about boys, parents, and how "horrible" their life are so silly. because i doesnt matter. because, in the grande scheme of things, with all that time your complaining about things that dont, and wont ever, truly matter, you could be doing something really great, you could be improving you person, you could be creating and learning, or, at the very least, you could be having a good time. and your life is pretty fucking great (excuse my language) no wait- ITS REALLY FUCKING GREAT! you have a house, you have wonderful parents that love you and care for you, no matter if they get mad sometimes, your filthy rich in about 90% of the world, and your not being beaten to death every time you leave your house! you have a pretty amazing life right there, whether you know it or not, and wasteing it on worrying about things that wont put you in heaven is rediculous to say the least.

but i have nothing else to say, except for this was a good rant, i enjoyed it, i hope you did too :) oh, this would be a good time to tell my new school year's goal, my goal is "stop wasteing your life" i think it's a good one, and the year is coming up :D so i hope i fulfill my goal

Gifted and Talented

no colors or good quality picture for you!
i was rushing :/

Gifted and Talented

Would this be counted as a meme? I believe so...
Okay, so me and two other friends are doing a personal meme based on how we enjoyed our time in "GT"

Yes, the GT, the gifted and talented, the advanced academics, whatever you feel comfortable labeling it. either way, I am to write my opinion on upon it.

god damnit I loved the GT
I loved how we actually had to think CREATIVLY about things, instead of simple memorization, how they didn't treat us like we weren't smart enough to understand, plus, never before has there been such a brilliant way to isolate children from human nature.

trust me, I know the differences between the GT and the normal classes, my two years of personal development guaranteed that. I've often times helped my two fellow classmates on their worksheets, and found myself a bit envious of the simplicity. there is no real need to think in the normal classes, there's, very simply, a need to memorize. this of course, for any GT student, is ridiculously easy, but one must realize the wonder of that. the normal students think it's hard, why do we think it's easy? because we've been taught to think beyond the facts and draw connections and opinions, memorization and facts come easy to us, otherwise we would never be able to build upon it. simple facts will never make anything, not without creative thinking and inquisitive actions, and oftentimes, normal classes don't teach us these important skills. therefore, it's harder, but it's harder BECAUSE it's better.

Of course, a slight downside of GT...I am still, on a weekly basis, at least once EXTREMLY surprised by something I see someone do. this is usually followed by a well placed "I thought that only happened on TV?" I've been isolated by GT quite well throughout the years. I don't meet the normal kids anywhere as much as I assume I should. because they represent the mass of human-kind, this is not advisable, it makes it that much harder for me to observe and understand them. (I must take a time-out here to point out that I am very invested in philosophy, specifically that that pertains to human nature) and I find that I, too often, meet people that during at least one conversation with them I end up thinking "you are SO STUPID!" I feel horrible when I think this about my friends, but I'm just not used to it, I've always been surrounded by people who think a certain way and prioritize certain things, this of course has been slowly changing, perhaps for the better. for, though I feel a bit uncomfortably isolated, I also feel it helped me greatly along the way as well. I wasn't subject to many of the worse things of the world and human nature, I was safe as a child, while I was growing, learning, and becoming who I am now. I cant even begin to think how I may have turned out if I had not had this cushion. therefore I respect and understand this natural isolation.

Anyway, that's my viewpoint on GT, sorry Nan, I'm sure you wanted something more along the lines of people I met and social situations of GT, but this is what you get instead. :/

Welcome to the Cave

Ello, welcome to the cave....

I suppose the idea of blogging has always seemed kind of silly to me. whether it was because of my intense fear of robot take-over or because of a father who seemed to think that all things popular are ridiculous, I don't know. but lately, as many others of my age are starting to blog, I felt it may be time for me to acquire one.

And, spitefulness and all, here I am...

now, as any good host, it's time for me to roll out some base rules and understandings. 1) most(all) of the people who visit this blog already know me, this does not give you permission to state my accusations as incorrect, whether or not they are incorrect, you must understand that on my blog I am NEVER wrong. 2) I am very sarcastic, even more so on blogs than anywhere else. it's a form of communication, really. some people communicate through their body motions, some people communicate through violence, some through song, still others refuse to communicate altogether, and instead spend their time on the computer reading their friend's crappy blogs ~cough~; I communicate through sarcasm. 3) if it seems at all like I'm about to do something I will at some point DEEPLY regret, based on my blogging, please don't worry, for though I can write plenty of threats, I do not actually have any incentive whatsoever 4) at any point, if I reach ten followers, I will update both my background and header 5) I love all of you...no really, I do.

okay, now to introduce you to the family.
in case you noticed the two lovely animals dangling from the header up there, they are my site care-takers. they clean up after every post, supply security against hackers, and write weekly posts when I am unable to post.
there names are:
1) Draco Omnimodus
2) Stoopid Kat

I plan to update this blog, at the least, once a week.

cheerio, 'till next week. :D