im sitting at home right now after school, and im bored... not the "i have nothing to do bored", or "god i don't want to do my chores so i better think of something quick" bored either. right now im "in such a deep black pit of bordem and despare that even my enemies would feel an overwhelming scence of absolute boredomness to which there is no excape"... seriously if i could write a book about how absolutely and inexcapeably bored i feel, i would just for the mere fact that it would give me something to do!..... *sigh* ok, im done... for now... so today i typed this search box paragraph @ google and it was nothing short of amazing, BUT my teacher had to keep walking by my computer... so i had to delete it >=( i was sad. !I AM SO BORED!
mr. *PERYWINKLE*... yah perywinkle, thats what we'll call him... any way mr perywinkle is so frekin anoying! in computer class we have packets of assignments that we are supposed to do in order on our own, and we can move as fast as we want, but if you get behind the class he gives you a 0 for that packet!... anyway... im done with all the packets while everybody is still stuck on frekin excel (i blame boredom for me talking to myself) only... i guess that it wouldn't really be talking to myself seeing as how im typing it on the computer, so i guess that im talking to the computer? or the internet? or something.... *sigh*... OH YAH! back to what i was saying, i need something to do in his class because im so bored sitting there doing nothing, but mr.P won't tell me what to do... all he does is sit at his desk and talk to some senior who has no third block about starwars the MMORPG [that means Most Massive Online Rolplaying Game (IE: World of warcraft)] ......... like the student can't frekin' download the game on his own and read the frekin' manule!!! so i just sit there cuz if you try to talk to "mr. P" then he gives you this face like he's gonna kill you, and he either talks to you in a "OMG are you retarded?!" voice or a "What?! can't you see i'm too busy to help you?" but wait... that would mean that he would have to get off his fat a$$ and actually do his job!!! I swear, teachers can be so retarded sometimes.
So i got home from musical practice a few minutes ago, i put my stuff away... said hi to my mom... went into the kitchen... looked into the fridge... and aho and behold i opened it to see...... a beautiful, spanish dish prepared by my mom just sitting there in the fridge in all it's extreme goodness, and as i take this amazing marvel out of our fridge... i hear the sound of a small child saying to me.... "MOM SAID THAT'S FOR DINNER!!!!" i reply "NO SHE DIDN'T! YOUR A LIAR!!" the child- "YES SHE DID!" me- "WHEN?!?" child- "EARLIER!!" i mean, seriously! if your gonna get into a verbal fight over dinner, at least use a good comeback! so i put the dish back into the fridge, sat on the floor... still staring into the open fridge... and made it a point to exclame in a very loud voice, "WHY DON'T WE HAVE FOOD! IM SOOO HUNGRY! I'M GONNA DIE FROM THE SHEAR AWSOMENESS OF THE DESPAIR AND HUNGER I FEEL DUE TO LACK OF THE VITAL NEUTRIENTS PRODUCED FOR MY CONSUMPTON BY THIS EARTH!!" then the idea came to me... i told my stepdad (who was standing in the room the whole time) "im gonna make it a point to write a very very strongly worded letter to my viewers about the extreme lack of food in the American Colonies" after laughing at me for a while... he said that depending on how strongly worded it was, we might just buy our food with my allowace...... thus the reason that this letter does not contain as many, if any, STRONGLY (for lack of a better pronoun) worded letter i still hope it got the point across... i am very, very dissappointed with the dictator in my house at this point in time......... And yes, it is not a democracy it is a dictatorship,,, and my parents combined are hitler (because it takes both of them to control all us kids).
Así, amigos de m... yo havent escribió a máquina en un rato a cuenta que he estado tan ocupado. su correr duro un ya de sitio web sabe? ... tan yo he tenido una pregunta profunda en mi mente y yo quiero preguntarlo al yall'... bueno? aquí es: "tan ya sabe cuán a veces su realmente loco en alguien o algo? y ellos se irán no, así que usted puede parar está loco hasta que ellos se vayan... y usted acaba de desear con todo el corazón para ser feliz otra vez pero que acostumbrado sucede porque esa persona siempre allí machaca en usted. bien lo que si la persona que usted está tan loco en es usted mismo? entonces presiente que usted puede ir de usted mismo usted acaba de andar alrededor de loco todo el tiempo (este isnt mí por la manera... creí de una canción que escuchaba también) y si su loco todo el tiempo causa finalmente que usted tenga los problemas de angermanagement y acabe finalmente en el cajón de looney de años de tratar de psycologists para resolver lo que está equivocado cuando usted sabe bueno y whell lo que está equivocado y Ellos acostumbrado hace el muy trabajo que usted paga por que escucha". Sé... su una pregunta larga... ... La única respuesta ...and que puedo proponer es "consigue un trasplante de cerebro para que usted esté en otra persona el cuerpo y entonces usted arent técnicamente con usted mismo.
so, mi amigos... i havent typed in a while on account that i've been so busy. its hard running a website ya know?... so i've had a profound question on my mind and i want to ask it to yall' ... ok? here it is: "so ya know how sometimes your really mad at someone or something? and they won't go away, so you cant stop being mad until they go away... and you just wish with all your heart to be happy again but that wont happen because that person is always there nagging on you. well what if the person that you are so mad at is yourself? then sence you cant go away from yourself you just walk around mad all the time (this isnt me by the way... i got the idea from a song i was listening too) and if your mad all the time it eventually causes you to have angermanagement problems and eventually end up in the looney bin from years of psycologists trying to figure out what is wrong when you know good and whell what is wrong and they wont do the very job that you are paying for which is listening." i know... its a long question... ... ...and the only answer i can come up with is "get a brain transplant so that you are in someone elses body and then you arent technically with yourself.