So yesterday I was in WEIGHT TRAINING, of all things, when I all of a sudden found myself having a 45 minute conversastion about intelligent design, the sad state of the american economy, and the STRING THEORY. And the Leibnez sequence. In WEIGHT TRAINING. The lesson here is that not all jocks are dumb-though a majority are.

Also, today in Dani news, a girl she knows whom I like to refer to as Crystal, gave her a note. Dani promptly let me read the note. All I know is that something went down with Candy Canes. More investigation is required.

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Today I watched Angel.

And my friend Aaron made an amazing Portal cake, proving that it is in fact, NOT a lie, but then he ate it, making it a lie again. DAMN YOU AARON!

Joss Whedon Quote of the Day: Oh don’t be silly honey, its just a severed head!

Bucket o’ dicks.

Today, I went bowling.

I like bowling. It’s moderately entertaining, good, clean, american fun. 

The food at bowling alleys? Not so much. In fact, for the most part, GROSS. So when I went to TechCityBowling with my brother and my pops, I wasn’t exactly expecting delicious food. But when they delivered my Beef N’ Cheddar Melt, I threw up a little in my mouth. The meat looked like it was that disgusting Hillshire Farms (GO MEAT!) deli cut beef, and the cheese-was nacho cheese. Literally. It looked like they had taken little packets of it, and just squirted it on there.

It tasted like the broken dreams of america.

Bucket o’ dicks.

So, today, the coolest woman in history, my friend Dani, came to school clearly distruaght and doing something she never does.

Wearing her glasses.

My first thought was “Hmm… something’s up,” then came the usual “God, she’s stunning” that comes with anytime I see her.

Anyways, something was clearly wrong, so because I’m nosy and I hate it when she’s not hyper and being the crazy irish woman I know and love, I asked what was up. Her response was that if she told me, we’d have to walk (at the time we were surrounded by friends who I’m less acquainted with). So naturally I said okay, and we began to walk away from the group. Once we had reached a distance of about 40 feet from the other people, she began to speak. I’ll not bore you with the details. In short, she had to break up with her boyfriend because her parents freaked out about something, I’m not entirely sure as to what. But as we were walking, her voice began to waver, and her eyes welled up a little bit. And it was one of the most painful things to look at in my entire life.

But not one tear fell. No crying. She recollected herself, and we arrived at the group we were at no less than five minutes ago. She was the first to walk toward the wall and go sit. But for some reason, I couldn’t move for about 15 seconds. I was blown away. If it had been me in her position, I would have been balling my eyes out.

So, Dani, I have to say this. You are one hell of a strong woman. I am a lucky man to have met you and have you as a friend. I love you, girl.

In other news, Eric Tomorrow, host of the Mediocre Show and the new Hope Tomorrow are all ‘gaged up! I wanted to congratulate them. Took you guys long enough…

Bucket o’ dicks.

.:By Brock Sutton Allen:.
Written September 3, 2008

Kids. Parents are more than happy to send us to school. To get rid of us. To try to make something of us. We aren’t smart enough these days, so they have to train professionals to take care of us. To guide us to adulthood. Because if weren’t this way, surely anarchy would ensue. Kids are uncontrollable animals. All they want to do is party and have fun. Luckily, adults know better. We aren’t anybody’s children anymore these days, now we’re only students. But us students, we’re an ungrateful lot, we like to question why things are the way they are. Like, why do spend more time preparing for state sponsored tests (ie: WASL) than actually learning the subject.

Ungrateful little punk, asks too many questions. Kids… They’re all alike.

But did you, with your outdated psychology, ever take a look behind the eyes of the student? Did you ever wonder what made him tick, what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?

I am a student, enter my world…

Mine is a world that begins and ends with school… I’m smarter than most of the other kids, this stuff they teach us bores me…

Underachievers… They’re all alike.

I’m in junior high or high school. I’ve listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. “No, Ms. Smith, I didn’t show my work. I did it in my head…”

Kids… Probably copied it. They’re all alike.

You better believe, we’re all alike… we’ve been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak… the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We’ve been dominated by sadists, or ignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

This is our world now… we exist in two reality that of the flesh and that of the electron. We will listen to our iPods and Zunes. Why? Because our music is nicer sounding than the caffeine fuelled sermons you call a lesson. We will text in class. Because our future is future centered on communication, and besides, our friends provide more supportive than you ever could hope to be. We will rate your performance online. Because in the 21^st Century, those who fail to reach the standard (sound familiar?) will be punished. We will question everything you say. Because this is an era of openness. Political Correctness will be opposed. Because in the real world, feelings will get hurt.

As stated in the Old Student Manifesto:

“It is the right of each student to be free of administrative, faculty, and governmental oppression.

It is the right of each student to have propaganda-free classes.

It is the duty of each student to picket and embarrass any professor who is guilty of political indoctrination in class.

A truly Free Student makes certain that all subjects are open to discussion.

Political Correctness leads to closed minds and is the greatest evil in America today. It must be opposed at all costs.

Everything is open to question. EVERYTHING. There are  no taboos…

Schools are places of discontent, chaos, and mental explosions based on research, feelings, and general adolescent rebellion.

It is the absolute duty of each student to stir the pot in his or her educational institution, to get other students to come alive, to think, to question, to rebel against authority.”

Go ahead, call me what you want but my crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.

I am a Student, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can’t stop us all… after all, we’re all alike.

So today, my school decides for some reason to put on a talent show. Now, I usually enjoy talent shows. There are people that suck ass, and you can laugh at them. Who doesn’t love a good train wreck?

But this one, there was only one person to laugh at. What the fuck is up with people actually being able to DO STUFF?

But the end, where I could laugh, was worth the wait. Some azn (Not asian, azn) kids tried to play Rock Band. EPIC FAIL. And I, being one who can beat Through the Fire and Flames on expert, laughed. I wanted to go kick their ass.

Bucket o’ dicks.

My first post!!! Hoorah! You may call me Nefaria… even though it’s not my real name. It’s the name of my favorite supervillain. Yeah. That’s right. I said it. SUPERVILLAIN. I read comics.

In this blog I will talk about life.

Bucket o’ dicks.