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August 30, 2004

   Fuck today.  I'm failing chemistry, English, and probably U.S. History.  Throughout today I was pissed off at everything.  In English, I did nothing but talk to Matt about random shit until Mrs. Meredith walked up to us.  I might start reading Storming Heaven today.  There's a fucking essay on the tone of the book due whenever the hell it's due.  Fuck, I might as well settle for a B, since I'm missing a whole shit load of points.  Not that I care; I'm not going to do any school work during my summer vacation.  Fortunately, Mr. Gillig set back the due dates for the summer work far enough for me to finish it.  I probably did horrible on the IMP2 test last week, and I'm not counting on an A on today's Japanese2 quiz.  Fuck.  Fuck.  Fuck.

   On the brighter side of things: my web page is turning one year old on Wednesday.  Fuck yeah motherfucker.  The site hasn't become say, popular, yet, but I don't give a fuck.  I tell friends about it, who might tell other friends, etc. but I wasn't expecting an instant hit kind of thing like Doom 3 or Halo or The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.  I do, however, know that there are people who visit my site near-daily.  Lately, I've been listening to a lot of death metal.  It's good stuff.  Yesterday, my mom came back from the Montreal trip, and we (my grandparents, aunts, uncles, me, brother, sister) threw a party for my mom.  A.J. and I went to the new Borders on Eight Mile Road (no, not the movie) and I must say it's awesome.  I like it better than Barnes and Noble, except for the fact that Barnes and Noble sells Starbucks coffee there.  So, I was looking for a book, and I found The Long Hard Road Out of Hell or, simply, Marilyn Manson's autobiography.  I read it for about 1.5 hours.  It's awesome. 

August 28, 2004

   Happy Birthday, Mom

   Yeah, my mom's birthday is today.  That's cool; she becomes wiser, cooler, etc.  She is so wise that she knows what I want from fast food restaurants, what clothes I'd buy (say, she went to the mall and decided to buy me a shirt, she'd know what shirt I'd buy and the preferred size), buys me a bunch of other shit I don't deserve (my drums, my XBOX, my computer, my bed, my small library, my awesome pair of Chuck Taylor's) and more.  Indeed, I constantly rant on about how she nags ceaselessly, hates my clothes (and my hair, when it was long, that is), hates the music I listen to (Slipknot, Marilyn Manson, Godsmack, the Murderdolls, Rob Zombie, Dark Tranquility, Dimmu Borgir), never pays me back when I take my brother and sister out for lunch, and there is a whole lot more.  All in all, however, my mom is pretty awesome.  At the moment, she is in Montreal with my step-dad and they will be back tomorrow.

   So, I've had almost no sleep this week.  I fucking hate my AP classes.  I'm failing AP Language/Composition because I didn't do the summer homework, and I know I'm not going to do good in AP U.S. History.  I hate my chemistry class because it's fucking early in the morning.  Japanese 2 is fun because all my friends from Japanese1 are in the same class with me.  IMP3 is fucking awesome because I'm actually learning shit.  Mr. Byerly is an awesome teacher.  I might become a math tutor; I signed up in Mr. Byerly's class.  I registered for a locker yesterday.  I went to check it out, and I didn't want it.  First of all, it was shitty and was difficult to open, and then there was some old gum and a 50 Cent sticker in it, so I said fuck it and left.  Being a TA isn't very fun.  I enjoy the fact that I'm getting credits for doing hella easy shit.  I can be hella corrupt and give the students extra points, or I can give them little or no points at all.  Awesome shit.  Some freshmen looks like they're 7 or 8, and most of them are both immature and just plain stupid.  For example, I was grading papers the other day, and the prompt for the reading log was: 1.) Title of book, 2.) Name of Author, 3. ) What part caught your attention? 4.) Why do you think this book will be interesting?  All of the papers I read looked like the following:

(Name of Freshman Here)

(Period Here)

   (Title of movie here)

   (Name of author here)

   (Number of pages here)

   The book caught my attention because (insert reason here).  I think this book will be interesting because (insert reason here).

   Freshmen are so fucking stupid!  Not once did I read a paper that was actually worth the 5 points I gave.  Some of the freshmen's responses to what caught their attention were "I read the back, and it looked good" or "It has a cool title." I also read shitty assed reasons as to why they thought the book was interesting, which included "I liked the movie" or "The other book was good" or "It is cool."  It is cool?  WHAT THE FUCK.  If it were up to me, I would not give them a chance to become educated and burn all the freshmen who wrote their first reading log like the above example and piss on all the ashes.  All the freshmen will end up being worthless pieces of shit, just like they are now.  Fuck, when I was a freshman, I actually did work that was worth grading.  If my children ever do "work" like that shit, they will do calisthenics for no less than 45 minutes, even when they are little. 

   So, now that I've calmed down a bit, I will share how I now have my top 2 favorite movies, "Along Came Polly" and "The Boondock Saints."  Yesterday, Bijan bought "Super Monkey Ball" because I told him to buy it and it's a great game.  I went to the 99 cent store to go buy some socks.  I also looked for a shirt, but I found nothing.  Don't even think about labeling me as "ghetto" just because I fucking shop at the 99 cent store. 

Awesome shit that's happened...

   -My mom's birthday is today

   -I bought "Along Came Polly"

   -I can play the Doom 3 theme song on guitar

   -I can play Marilyn Manson's "Astonishing Panorama of the End Times" on drums

   -I can moonwalk

   -I can be a fucked up TA

   I can't wait for the school week to start.  (That was sarcasm)

August 22, 2004

   I have so much fucking work to do today.  I'm supposed to clean the fucking house, write an essay, finish up the rest of smaller assignments, and do some US History shit.  I finally beat Doom 3, which I won't be writing a review on.  I feel that you will understand how awesome this game is if you play it for at least an hour.  Yesterday, I bought a Murderdolls CD and my second favorite movie, "The Boondock Saints." 

August 17, 2004

   Well, it's been a very fun yet short summer.  I have school tomorrow, which sucks.

August 10, 2004

   I have just returned from a kick ass vacation.  Read about it in the Articles.

August 2, 2004

   Doom 3.  Tomorrow.

August 1, 2004

   It's August now, which means "Fuck."  School's starting back up soon, and Junior year will definitely be shitty.  How ironic.  Back in June, I was happy that I was moving on to becoming a Junior (likely because I was out of that damn IMP2 class).  Oh well, maybe I just need to get my mind going again.  I still have all of my fucking AP summer work to do.  I'm hoping I can copy someone's work.  Haha.  That'd be great.  But I'm not keeping my hopes up.  If I get to copy someone's work, great.  If not, I assume full responsibility for not giving a fuck about it and start the classes with Fs.  On Thursday, I'm going to Victorville to visit family.  Family is great, don't abandon it.  Since I'm not doing much this week, I'll be making a couple of changes on the site, which will be listed below:

- A new logo.  Even though my site isn't very popular, I'll be making a logo, and it will be a whole JPEG, not just text and two hands.

- Opening more sections of the site.  They've been blank for a long time.

- I'm considering changing the background music.

   Other great stuff happening this week:

- Doom 3 is coming out, bitch.  It's going to kick so much fucking ass.  I reserved it, and got the Baron of Hell pewter figure.

- My mom's coming back.  She and my sister left for the east coast last week.  It's boring when there's nobody around the house to nag about everything.

   Yeah, yeah, I keep saying that I'll bring up a new article.  I started writing a few during the past couple of months, but I got lazy.  Anyways, if I find a really good subject, then I will definitely write something.  Until then, you will read no new articles.  That's all I have to say for now.