You may see the title to this post and wonder what Blog Fest 09 is. You may also see the title and not care at all what it means or just assume the title holds no importance at all. Well to end your couriosity, or lack there of, I will inform you on what Blog Fest 09 is and if it holds any importance at all. Blog Fest 09 is a small group of one, me, that puts out many blogs, three, in a short amount of time. So basically, what I’m saying is that Blog Fest 09 has been going on for about a week and a half now. These past three blogs I have posted are Blog Fest 09. That is all it is. I was just excited that I am back to a semi-regular blogging pattern. You people aren’t excited for me? No? That just sucks ass and takes the fun out of Blog Fest 09. You people are kill joys; every single one of you.
Ending the intro and moving on to the beef of the post – beef of the post meaning the actual point of my typing. I am now a senior in high school. I have been in school two days, and I have realized something very important about the year to come. My classes are going to be super easy. The only three challenging classes I have are English 12, government, and college algebra. However, I enjoy government and love English, so in all reality I only have one class that I will not enjoy, college algebra. To make the year even better, college algebra isn’t really that hard. That really means quite a bit coming from a man who almost failed pre-calculus. The other classes are all easy breasy. I believe I have a guitar/piano class, journalism, photography, and video productions. Therefore, I should enjoy my senior year, hopefully. In conclusion to this paragraph, I would like to apologize for any readers who may have found it boring. I am sorry, but I needed a topic to talk about and this made a decently sized paragraph. So, I would not be at all offended if you skimmed your way through this. I thank you for you cooperation.
Finishing with the happy reading and moving on to the ranting. Every year I come back to high school I am reminded of how stupid the majority of students are. During the summer you tend to forget how annoying and frustrating these imbecils are. This forgetfulness makes perfect sense, because normal people do not like to think of other annoying and frustrating people. Anyway, I walk into my first day school. What do I see? I see the same shit I have been seeing the last three years. The snobby girls who think they shit roses, the douche bag jocks who’s majority of conversation revolves around sports and pussy, and the egotistical troublemakers who don’t know what the hell egotistical means. The first two groups are not even close to as bothersome as the last one. They may be snobby or douche bags but at the least they have some, not reasonable, tolerable excuses. The snobby girls are usually financially well off and have heard mommy and daddy tell them they are the cutest and smartest girl ever. Therefore, you can’t blame them for thinking that way. The parents are to blame. They confuse them into thinking that everyone feels they are cute and smart while in reality only they, the parents, feel that way. The douche bag jocks, at my school, are not stupid by any means. They just have a skewed view on what life is all about. They are under the common impression that high school is all about getting laid and sports, an impression I hate. That still is only mildly annoying in comparison with the egotistical troublemakers. These people are just so (fill in any explicit adjective of your choice). What is so glorifying about being an alcoholic and petty thief? I really don’t understand this way of thinking. Why would any one want to brag about how drunk they have been or what items they have stolen? I don’t know. This whole idea really is beyond me. If I was not subjected to this behavior everyday, then I would just ignore it and be happy. Unfortunately, I am subjected to it, and I will have to deal with it accordingly – by accordingly I mean that I will do my best to ignore it and occasionally sigh or scoff at them. I deal with these minor issues in a very simple way; it makes my life much easier.
To my frustration, I have to admit that I did not hit the thousand words mark – barely missed it. That is upsetting; it truly is a tragedy. I did; however, stay away from the rant of my previous two posts as I promised. Although, I’m sure I could have manufactured up another post to argue my point. As I said though, there is no point in argueing my point. I do want to make one statement concerning your blog though, Cody. You had a very small paragraph dedicated to your gloating on winning the arguement, how great you are, etc. etc. I just wanted to inform you that I am obviously greater than you, because I crowned you the winner. Therefore, I have more power for I am able to hand out awards that you have to work to achieve. You entertain people just to impress me. I have to say that this makes me smile. I would just like to say, “dance monkey dance.” Finally, I can end this post. I was typing like mad just so I could type “dance monkey dance” at the end of my post, and it felt as good as I thought it would. I will be back to give you people something pointless to read in due time.
, KU bball won, and my bball season started. Thanksgiving was kinda just whatever. At the family Thanksgiving there were a shit ton of people there. My family is huge and loud as all hell. I just sat with Jamaal and jammed to my media player. Thank God for MP3s and AVIs because without them I would be a lost cause. We had like 35 people crammed in this not so large house. Three of them weren’t even my damn family, my cousin just decided to bring his girlfriend and two foreign exchange students. All the students did was try and figure out our complex yankee board games…fuckin Americans. Took some pictures on the ride home though (see Jamaal’s blog).
