Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.

Looks like Smurfy got a "BLOG". Oh my. For my first rant/whiney thing, I think, what I'm gonna do, is be a typical mindsay user. Get ready.

AH MY LIFE SUX I CANT SPELL NE THING AND I WANT TO DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE.

Okay, I'm glad I have that out. Now onto the important stuff, like my pointless life details which no one on earth could possibly care to read.

Ba-Da-Bing

The day started well, I got on the bus. Bus. The bus is a good place in the mornings. I am the offical GUY-WHO-YELLS-FUNNY-STORIES guy. I just make up alot of stuff and blurt it out in odd patterns. You have NO idea how much fun this is. Like my inviclbe FIEND rant, and the SWEDES rant, (that was a good one, I did it twice) and then today, Our JARROD-GOT-HIS-FACE-KICKED-AND-BECAME-A-SUPER-SAIYAN rant. It was a DARN good one too, I must say. Then I got to school, stared around at people for the first few minutes, actually caught a glimpse of the one they call... "Brittany", and proceeded to follow the magical bell of scheduling classes.

I ate 2 or 3 lemon drops and I don't remember much after that.

I told this stupid ghetto girl to stop talking because she was stupid. That was fun. She just yelled some stuff in Ghettoish and walked off. didn't sound like much, but I couldn't tell.

I then wrote a play about the making of The Remote Control massacre....

Then Brittany forgot the holy grail. Curse her kool-aid drinking self.

Then I made this stupid thing.

Then I wrote about random things, and will continue to do so.

WOOHOO.

Later my home-diggities.