I R Blogging

“Normal”

Guess what y’all, I’m “noraml”. Yep, somebody told me that I’m “noraml like everyother teenage boy with the emotions and thoughts of a normal teenage boy and nothing else”. Needless to say all teenage boys dream of taking over the world and watching other people sqirm. Oh, and don’t forgetting tourturing people, gotta love that. And anyways, just thought I’d point that out, because it’s so much fun laughing and stupid clones. Oh boy do I love it. I still blame it on the mind control that people call religion.

On that note, I’d like to announce that I’m writting an online book. It’s going to be about how to live your life and how to follow a whole bunch of stupid rules. I’m going to make up a whole bunch of stories too that could never happen and everybody will know are made up, but they’ll follow them anyways. I’m think of calling The Libeb. Pretty catchy eh?

Dum dum dum

Writing to be writing, don’t know why or how or when or where or how. Damn, already said how. Anyways, school is boring as fucking hell. I managed to fix (sort of) one of the bugs on my chat, so that makes this week productive. Now if only some nice person would get me a visual basic key gen I could work on stuff at home…..Anyways, I’m bored, I killed my computer on the chat program. Stupid 60 ram computer.

I’m going to type until I’m totally clueless of what to type. You know that movie Clueless? Well it was pretty retarded. Yep, gotta hate those blondes. That leagally blonde was a pretty retarded movie too, but it was a little funny. I have this blonde chick in my math class (yes, she is a blonde chick, not a woman, women have some intelligence); She thinks that she can become a big shot lawyer or something, and she wears the pink with the cell phone and has the whole ‘mental problem’ thing gong on. It’s funny though, I seriously have my head off at her on a daily basis. She’s like ‘you’re really mean’. Oh how I love it. Word of advice, if you ever have a blonde chick in your class, make fun of her as much as possible.

The longing

Ok, I’m never going to say that I AM going to be the computer ever again because it seems that it always goes against me. I was on it at noon and am not back on until this morning. And the worst part is that I was sitting there bored and longing to go on it. I ended up taking a tylenol to try to stop the forming headache and the shakes that I was getting from thinking about it. I lived through it. Barely.

On another note, I drempt again last night. It seems odd that lately I’ve just suddenly started dreaming. It’s an interesting experience though because then I can analyse my own dreams. Ok, here goes.

I was driving a school bus (weird because it continues from where I woke up last night), than I was going down the highway holding the string that the door was attached to (because it would fly open otherwise) and somebody said something to me and I turned around and said “Quoi?” (don’t ask me why I said what in french). When I turned around I let go of the string and the doors flew open. Oddly though, the door sucked me out of the seat with my seatbelt on and spat me out the door. Anyways, I was about to hit the ground when suddenly I went through a trippy time warp thing like in the movies. Then I was lying in bed(still dreaming). I got up, went to go on the computer, but it wasn’t there. I said “Where is the computer?”, and I got a reply “The what?”. Then of course, because I saw all best movies, I checked the calender, 1977. Goodie. So, instead of giving two shits, I enjoyed myself because I realized that I had $50 in my pocket. However, I did go to school. But it was a cool school. We supposedly had ‘book reports’ due, but nobody did it so we grapped random papers (newspapers, ads, looseleaf whatever) and showed them to the teacher and got full makrs. Then during class the teacher tried seducing me. Then we ended up having sex on her desk. After I went to movies and all that shit, it was awesome. I bought some popcorn and stuff for 5 cents. Than there was some sort of conflict about some people and trying to get me, but I can’t remember why. They were wearing suits though, and that’s never good.
Then I woke up.

My analyse, I really don’t fucking know. First off, it’s weird because usually my dreams (when I have them) have nothing to do with eachother. However, I love the 70s and always talk about going to them. But it’s weird that the computer wasn’t there too because of the fact that I was longing for the computer before I went to sleep. Now the whole teacher thing confuses the hell out of me. I say this because in all the dreams that I’ve had, this is the 2nd one conserning actually having sex. Can you believe that, 2nd dream about having sex ever. And there is my deep dark secret . And you know what, I almost forgot about it when I was writing it. But to continue, I was talking about going to see that Jim Carey movie with my grandfather when it’s out. Perhaps the whole movie old thing is why I went to an old movie theatre. Now as for the guys chasing me, I don’t know. Perhaps it was them :/

And that’s all for now.

Noonage

It’s noon, I’m on lunch. Exciting eh? Well this morning was..ok. History we did Mussolini and how Hitler was his only friend (what a loser. English we talkied about suicide and killing ourselves. Math, now this was interesting. The teacher is talking about some trigo ratios or something and the girl next to me leans over and says “I think he’s some kind of child pedophile.” I started laughing my fucking ass off becuase it was out of nowhere. It’s fun how stupid little things like that amuse me. Anyways.
I need to resend my CitizenCard app in from school after lunch because it doesn’t like this computer. I should have done it weeks ago but was too lazy. I’ll (hopefully) be on this afternoon after school, and waste my time until I’m forced to sleep.

I love dreams.

I Seriously do. I was having a dream last night (which is ironic since I said that I don’t dream because I rearely do), and it was really cool. First I went and sold some old stuff out of a box to a hardware store. I got $62 for all the stuff. Then I bought a School Bus. Now, the huge irony of all this is when I woke up and turned the radio on. “The home hardware in Hampton this morning is up in blaze…..all school in the region are canceled”. Not really a ‘cool’ thing because if the fact that the store is on fire, but cool because I had a dream that related directly to something that happened.

And I was defragging the computer last night and it got to 4% and got an error. Of course I was sleeping while it was doing it. So I have the errors fixed up and I’ll have to do it again tonight. Anyways, it’s the morning and I shouldn’t be on. I hate being up early.

The first rantings.

Ok, I worked for almost 20 whole minutes tonight to get my live journal all…matching and all, than the scroll bar throws it all out of whack. Stupid ugly grey scroll bar. However, I still love livejournal for some reason. It’s pulling me in, it’s been 3 posts today alone. Help me, I’m addicted to spuds! I mean livejournal! Ahhh!

Ok I’m bored so I’m editing so I can type again. I’m listening to the crap load of songs that I downloaded today, I’m almost half way through them all(which sucks), so I’m hoping that somebody will send me some songs or comment me some more songs to download. Hopefully by the end of the week I can have a good chip in on my 3000 song goal again. I’m up to like 150 so far. So I’ll just keep typing away and talking to myself, because it’s so damn much fun and all. And no, there wasn’t any sarcasim in there. It’s actually quite fun writing to yourself and knowing that there is a whole bunch of other people doing the exact same thing. I’ll leave this for a little bit. Hey, perhaps I’ll start like a biography or something here. Wait, that’s what this is. Yeah. *just walks away slowly*

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Fourth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test

Blogging for Apples

Ta Da!