The Middle Seats

What can I say about them that hasn't been stated by Connor?  They are amazing.  You have so much room to set your stuff, you never have to worry about knocking over the stuff siting under you chair.  In addition, I love giving Connor support. He just looked so lonely.  In other news, the Buffalo Bills aren't as great as they used to be.  I respect Connor's love for the team, but I can't respect a team who is supposedly "amazing", and they haven't been to a Super Bowl since (1994?).  In summary, the middle seats rock.

TBi !

That's right, the bed intruders!  That's our intramural team name.  We are absolutely terrible, but I definitely think everyone's gonna cheer for us.  In fact, our name is so awesome they'll bring us back for the finals even though we'll lose the first round.  I know this most likely won't count as a post, but I had to put it out there.  My name is going to be "Over" and my number is going to be "9000".  I'll give you brownie points if you can figure out what that means.

Writer's Block.... Again

This time, it was with the timed essay.  I guess I did "jinx" myself after all, because midway through my ideas just stopped.  It was terrible.  Just like they are now.  It's Early Release Friday, and my mind is wandering.  There is no way I can be expected to focus on my school work.  In fact, most of the day I've just been watching funny youtube videos of cats with slippers on trying to walk on wood.  That's about it, and because of that I'm at a loss for words. 

The Essay

I'm prepared.  Simple as that.  I have my outline ready to go, I have my quotes typed up, I'm set.  Nothing's going to stop me now.  Except maybe writer's block.  That might do it.  Actually, that's what's going to do it.  I just have a feeling.  I know I'm "jinxing" myself right now, but it's the truth.  Anyway, this is going to be a really short blog post because I need to be mentally rested for the essay. 

I lied.

Gingers have souls now.  I am absolutely for sure.  But you know who doesn't?  One of my former friends is a terrible person.  He decided to play “If you laugh, you lose.”  The video he chose to watch during this game was, well, I don’t even feel right naming it here.  He laughed hysterically.  Honestly, the video might as well be called “Laugh if you don’t have a soul.”  Ya, that pretty much sums it up.  The proof is that Hunter Abel watched it and didn’t laugh.  If it’s bad enough for Hunter to not laugh, you know it’s terrible.  My former friend pretty much has a ticket straight to a really hot place.  The guy sitting three to the right of me also has no soul.  So, as it stands, Hunter Abel, Jacob Fischer, Tyler Calhoun, and I have souls. 

Veteran's Day

So, I'm not going to totally follow your prompt.  Don't get me wrong, I am really thankful for everything veterans have done for this country, and everything they've went through regardless of the way they were involved in.  Most people have no idea, but my dad is actually a veteran of the Vietnam War (Ya, I know, he's old.  He is actually 65.)  He never talks about it though.  I try to never mention it to him for a lot of reasons.  For one, I have no idea what he went through there.  I don't know if he was shot, or anything really.  For some reason though, he never wants to mention it.  He refuses to come to any Veteran's Day ceremony, he has no old army friends, and he won't watch a war show at all on TV.  My mom also has no idea what really happened.  It's just that nobody seems to mention it.  For that reason, I truly respect veterans but I can't bring myself to ask them about their experiences in the war.  It seems like everyone says that it honors them greatly, but what happens if it brings back the nightmare of war?  I don't pretend to know what it's like, but I've seen the effects of it on various people and it is fairly obvious that it's worse than anything I've ever had to endure.  Because of all this, I just don't like to talk about war-related stuff.  Also, I could never be in the army.  I'd love to serve my country and everything, but I just couldn't.  For one, if I had a family back home, how could I ever just leave them?  Not leave in the sense of going away for months, but leaving my wife without a husband and my children without a father?  Plus, do many people really think about the view points of the "enemy"?  I don't wanna start any kind of debate, and I'm not saying that the U.S. has fought any pointless wars, but I just can't know who's right and wrong so I'd rather stay out of it.  If they invade the U.S., I'll gladly defend myself.  But I'll never go to them.  Every time you shoot a person, you're probably destroying a family.  I couldn't live with myself after knowing that.  Once again, I greatly respect veterans.  They're the only reason this country's still around.  I guess I'm divided on the issue.

Time to Nerd Out!

I can't resist, I'm just way too excited about a new video game.  In fact, if you know me, please do me the favor of not reading the rest of this.  Black Ops is gonna be tight.  I normally don't get excited about video games and don't really talk about them, but I can't wait to get this one.  It's actually waiting at my house for me when I get home.  There are a lot of reasons why it's going to be awesome, but mainly it's because it's not Modern Warfare 2.  That game was possibly the worst game of all time.  Black Ops is definitely gonna make up for everything I had to put up with in Modern Warfare 2.  Although, if it gets hacked within the next month, I'm going to take it back to the store and demand my money back.  I just won't stand for it.  I might as well be honest with you, Mrs. Matthews.  If you give me any homework, there is not a chance in the world it's going to be done by the time I arrive in your class.  I'm sorry, but that is the honest truth.

You are so dumb, You are really dumb, Forreal.

I remembered saying in my other blog post that I was going to write in a slightly more serious tone for this month, but due to lack of very serious events in my life, I believe that is now going to be impossible.  Especially since I saw that Connor tried to post about how many famous redheads there are.  Given how redheads have become an endangered species, I am surprised he composed such a long list.  However, the list has become invalid due to his including of Ronald McDonald.  He is a clown and obviously wears a wig.  There is no way a person as amazing as Ronald McDonald could have red hair.  Sadly, I am also part-ginger.  I have a small amount of red in my hair, and I'm feeling pretty worthless right about now.  Of course, I would never have known that I had red in my hair if it weren't for the people around me.  I'm partially color-blind.  I love having class discussions about Connor's red hair.  I'm just saying.  And I have no idea why my title is what it is, except for the fact that the music video is hilarious.

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I think all of my posts are going to have no title unless I come up with a very inspiring title, which is never the case it seems.  I am going to make one change this month.  Well, I'm at least going to try to make a change.  All of my posts so far have been light-hearted (or all that I can remember), and I would like this month to be a little more serious.  So for today, I just want to put something out there.  I'm dating a girl, which is nothing special.  However, it's just that people are, for lack of a better phrase, "getting all up in my business." I currently have quite a few people mad at me for being with her because they don't think we're good together.  I respect their opinion and all.  Actually, I've asked for advice from these people quite a few times.  The problem comes in when I don't accept their advice and use it.  To me, I ask multiple people and see which give the most reasonable advice.  It's not whether I ask and don't care about their opinions, I just don't think their decision was the best decision.  The worst part is not that they are just mad at me, but one or two have also told me point-blank that they wouldn't be my friend if I stayed with her.  I think that's completely ridiculous.  I didn't mean to make them mad, but I think it's my choice whether she makes me happy or not.  To be perfectly honest, our relationship hasn't been the smoothest, it's been quite the bumpy road.  Sometimes it was hard to see the good points, but that's because I focus on the bad too much at times (namely when it's happening).  But once I just have time to think, I can think straight.  Anyway, I just needed to get that out there.