HELLO. BLOG. COMMUNITY. I hate to admit it, but I've been neglecting my blog for the past year. And my friend just decided to start her own blog approximately 20 minutes ago. Then it hit me. . . The reason my life has felt empty for the past 13 months is because I forgot about my blog. That big void in my soul is now filling up.
Just kidding because ACTUALLY this past year has been the most kick-ass year I have ever had. Ever. So suck it.
Man, so much weird shit has happened recently. I don't know where to start.
Hmmmmmmm.....
WELP for starters: This hurricane Irene...... What the hell? Kids around here seemed to think that roofs were going to be swirling about the sky while they got sucked into a mass of ocean water. New flash kiddos: We live on the inlands of New Hampshire. We are not even close to a body of water. Please calm the hack down.
On another note, I saw the Blink-182 & My Chemical Romance concert via the Honda Civic Tour this past month in Mansfield, MA. August 9th, actually. Travis Barker rocks harder than anyone I've ever seen. Like honestly, shady ass haircut, Travis. We WILL get married, you just say the words. I'm there. And anyone who doubts this can take Trav's left drum stick and beat it.
You know, I used to have this uncanny ability to sit down for 2.5 seconds and automatically write funny shit. I'm really not feeling it. Somebody help me out here. What should I talk about?
OH. Well, I mean, this could be something. Over the summer, I was forcedly sent to a Jesus camp at the rectory... I.E. the priest's house. Yeah, weird. Good thing I'm not a little boy. Anywho, I spent 4 days listen to kids my own age make surprisingly intelligent points about the meaning of life and why bad things happen and where we all came from. All very interesting. And to that, I say.
BULL.TWINKIES.
Sorry kids, as much as I want to hear about how much you love Jesus, I really couldn't care less. He's never talked to me, never even invited me up for tea. Until that day, I salute you all for trying. But I don't see any of you having tea with Jesus either. Take. That.
Today I had this substitute for spanish who looked EXACTLY like Jack Black. I think it was Jack Black. What I don't understand is 1) Why Jack Black would huck it all the way to the East coast to teach a bunch of nimrod sophomores and 2) Where my teacher would be when it's only the 3rd day of school. Like, you can't be sick already, Kim, GOD. Where do you have to go? No meetings, everyone else is teaching. I bet she was ditching. Wouldn't blame her if I had a class as nit-witted as us. But I think we're pretty damn funny, so until the day that I become a Spanish 3 teacher, be "ousente" as much as you want, Kim.
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