ah, flak.
So, erm, yes, hi, me again. Don't remember me? Don't blame ya. Been a while it has been. I went to the Washington trip thingamabobber, could've gone better, I'd assume. Anyways, well yeah. It's 7:20 right now...I've been up since 4pm yeseterday, I haven't really planned on what to type so yeah. It's weird, the last two nights I went to bed at exactly 7:30 am, and woke up almost exactly at 4pm. Gah, It's going to be impossible for me to get back on track once school starts...although I'm kinda looking forward to it to actually give me something to do. meh. I had a demi-interesting argument with my mother earlier. She says I always have to point out the negatives in something, but in a way, she's wrong. I point out the opposite of whatever the person is talking about. She doesn't know this because she doesn't hear me respond to anything negative. I say the opposite...er...um, the other side of whatever they're talking about. I remind people of the negative so they'll be more cautious and alert so they don't get foolish or too hopeful or whatever the case may be. I point out the good of things to something negative to remind the person they still should have a reason to be happy, or have something to look to. Anyways, I'm done with that. Hm. The grass in my backyard is awfully green compared to the front...I believe it's because there are no trees in the back, or at least none nearby. There are two in the front. The nutrients have to go somewhere, and the tree, with it's expansive trunk, is a bigger target or whatever for the nutrients to go...to. Drinkin' pepsi. I'm on my 2nd 2-liter. Yesterday was father's day, to all whom art incosiderate or dumb. It wasn't much of one either. As I mentioned, I woke up around 4, Dad wasn't home, Mom said he went to KFC. T_T so yeah, I had popcorn chicken for supper. Nothing to complain about really, but I just thought it should be a little bit more memorable or something...We got him two bags of these really good truffle chocolate ball things, they're good, and filled with gooey chocolate. yum. I probably snuck about seven total. >.>; lol, he said we could have one, and that he could probably barely even eat the other one. He didn't, he said a while ago he just put it in the fridge at WORK. gah. -_-; Anyways, yeah, for the time being...My grammar sucks. Deal with it. I liked saying that to my mom this morning. She complained about how the stylist cut it wrong or whatever. so I just said "Deal with it. What other choice do you have" and later went on to say to make the best out of it, she asked what if there isn't, and I just said to make one up. Gah, I can't wait until school starts...It's so boring here...or at least at the time. I'd rented FFX (Final Fantasy 10, morons) a few weeks ago--great game, although I still haven't beat the Omega Dungeon sub-area. bah, I'll re-rent it at some point or not. Right now I'm playing FFX-2. Original name, eh? It already has ten series, why not just make it the eleventh? I guess it's because this is actually connected to another. I've noticed something though...In every game, there's someone named Cid. That's weird...he's probably some real important guy in the Square Enix Development--whatever, you know where I'm getting. I like my avatar, I stole it off myspace.com. Some guy posted it and I thought "I...Must..have this." I've wondered what the little creature thing is, I've seen it in a lot of pictures of random stuff. *sigh* There's still a tree leaning on my fence from one of the hurricanes...that brings back memories of spending an hour to saw a 6-inch tree in half. Bah...back then we only had grape soda in the 'fridge...it was nasty and had stayed with us a few months after the hurricane incident. Nasty. Just nasty. And yeah, yeah, I know, it was never opened or anything but nothing lasts forever. ...Well, except honey. That stuff never spoils, yo. That's a creepy thought that in our last hours all we'd have to eat is honey. I'm pretty sure I'd rather try to drown myself in it than eat it for the rest of my days. Bees are cool. I've never been stung by one. Oh! this reminds me of this one time in 2nd grade where I was sitting on a bench, eating an ice cream cone, when a bee landed on me. Everyone else left and was watching a few feet away. Anyways, I remained completely still and had my arm out to the side. Lol, I remember seeing the ice cream drip onto someone's backpack. Nobody notice, from what I noticed. After the bee left, one of the teachers said I was braver than a 5th grader. I thought to myself that that was pretty darn pathetic that a 5th grader wouldn't know how to act around a durn bee. I was really smart in 5th grade...My Math FCAT scores were second to perfect, literally. I had only gotten one wrong on the entire thing. Those scores are still way above any of my other math FCAT scores. I dropped alot in 6th grade, towards the end is when I became lazy. I remember the first time I actually hit someone. hard. It was in Pre-K. lol. I remember it somewhat perfectly. We (a few boys) were in the bathroom together and believe it or not, there was a line to use the stall. Anyways, after waiting around a while, for a reason I forgot, but it was probably because he annoyed me at some point, I smacked this kid really hard in the back. Some female teachers or whatever came rushing in and I saw they pulled up the back of his shirt (He was crying, no duh.) and I saw this very bright red hand print embedded in him. lol. I've sure changed alot. I remember in third grade for practically no reason at all, in line, me and this one kid started fighting. I don't even remember being hit, what I do remember is just setting down my backpack and letting him have it for about 6 seconds. After that we both faced the front as the teacher approached. We were never caught. I remember portions of my body stinging alot, though. Meh, it's 8:04 now. I spent the last 30 minutes or so talkin' with my dad about whatever...what we need to do later on, which I call our "battle plans" for whatever reason. So yeah, this entry is a tad pointless. Who cares? It's your time, you choose to waste it. Bah...er..nevermind...um...I just don't like it when people are actually offended to insults is all...like, they choose to be offended...ya know what I emean? We don't make them feel bad, we give them the option whether to feel bad or not. I wonder what my 10th grade teachers are going to be like...hm. I also wonder how I plan to act once I'm there...Hold on, I'm gonna play FFX-2 for a while, I've left it on pause for hours. -_- Just a minute. Okay, sorry about that. Heh, it's 10am now. 2.5 hours past my bedtime. I had some more soda, but my eyes are beginning to grow heavy. gah, the light shining through the window is freakin' blindin' me, maaaan. Well, so anyways, here's to my first Random Entry! *raises glass of half-drunk Pepsi into the air*
--10:02, yo.
--10:02, yo.