Thursday, February 26, 2009


IF YOU EXPERIENCE SEIZURES OR OTHER ILLNESSES FROM READING, DO NOT READ THIS POST. SIMPLY VISIT YOUTUBE AND WATCH A VIDEO WITH LOTS OF FLASHY LIGHTS (NOTICE: if you were stupid enough to visit youtube and watch a seizure-inducing, flashy video, please do not sue me).

In school today, instead of doing stupid work and crap, we watched a movie. It was called Anne Frank: The Whole Story. And it was about Anne Frank (no duh). For the past few weeks we've been studying the Holocaust in school, and I guess the movie was supposed to teach us some stuff about the Holocaust.

And when the teachers said we were going to wa
tch a movie, I was thinking it would be some sort of educational documentary thing. But it wasn't. It was a regular film, and a pretty good one at that. It was interesting, exciting, sad, and powerful. There was even some humor thrown into it.

The film followed the trials and triumphs of Anne Frank while she was in hiding, before she went into hiding, and while she was in a concentration camp. The movie was really powerful, and it really got me thinking. And it was sad, too; it was probably the saddest movie I've ever seen. Man, do I sound like a critic? I better stop before I start rating it and telling you guys to go watch it.

But, yeah. We've been learning about the Holocaust and Worl
d War II a lot lately. And to think that the slaughtering of 6 million people and one of, if not the, largest war in the history of the world started for ONE reason. One feeling. One emotion. HATE.

Yes, hate. Hate and racism started that war. It was really a terrible thing. No, really, it was.

Seriously, you hear all these things about how hate and racism and prejudice and discrimination are bad. But they're much worse than you really think they are. These things can kill us. Kill us all, and rip our planet to shreds. Do you really want that? I didn't think so.

And you would think that after the war had ended and millions of people had been massacred we would learn to cease racism. But nooooo, we humans continue with our idiotic ways. There is still prejudice in the world. I mean, back when owning slaves, people like you and me, was legal, we didn't realize that this kind of stuff was bad. So Abraham Lincoln passed the Emancipation Proclamation, and we were like "Sweet. No more hate. No more Slaves. Yippee."

But the prejudice lingered. It hung within the hearts of many people, and those people passed it down so other people felt the hate. And to this day, the hate lingers. Won't we ever learn?

We might not realize it, but we still discriminate some people. Even when we're just talkin' with friends, we say offensive things. Comments that harm certain groups of people. And even if you say "Oh, I was just messin' around," it's still offensive. It is still considered prejudice or discrimination.

A while ago, someone in my class wrote "Love, Peace, and Happiness" on the cover of one of their books. When I saw it, I thought "Yeah right. It's more like 'Hate, War, and Misery'." So why don't we just CHANGE?

Totally changing the subject, I've decided to chan
ge the title of my blog. But I couldn't decide what to use, so I've made a poll for you guys. You should go vote. Really! It's good for your soul!

Thursday, February 19, 2009


Don't you love this title? Didn't it intrigue you to read this post? Didn't it catch you eye? Didn't it fill you with so much suspense the second you saw it that you just HAD to read it? No? Crap.

Well, I still have writer's block, so I can't really write anything really awesome, but I did write something for my homework for Language Arts class. Here it goes:

Joe was a person. He lived in a house. The house was in a town. The town was in a county. The county was in a state. The state was in a country. The country was in a continent. The continent was on a planet. The planet was in a solar system. The solar system was in a galaxy. The galaxy was in a universe. The universe was in a dimension. Then everything exploded, and there was nothing but an infinite void of nothingness. Then Joe woke up. The End.

Great, wasn't it? No? Crap.


Saturday, February 14, 2009

A Hole In My Mind

Wow. It seems as though there's a hole in my mind, and my thoughts and ideas are simply leaking out of it.

Yep, I have writer's block.

There's an enormous pile of ideas stacked up somewhere in the recesses of my mind, but they're all locked up behind a steel door. A steel door that I lost the key to.

Like, once an idea for a story or drawing or something pops into my head, I think to myself "Woah, that would be perfect to write about. I'll just store that somewhere in the back of my brain until I have time to write it down."

Sadly, though, when I do get time to write it down or whatever, I don't. Why? It's like I just lose the urge to write. Well, I want to write, but I usually don't feel like writing about what I originally intended. *Sigh*

The ideas are right there. Within my reach. All I have to do is grab an idea and write. But, no, that guy in my head is just too lazy.

Hey, don't look at me like that. Don't you guys all have little guys in your heads? Well, I do.

His name is Oxford Copernicus III, but everyone calls him Frank. He wears an "I'm with Stupid" shirt, a pair of old Wrangler jeans, and sunglasses. Oh, and Frank has this goatee and a Mohawk. Yeah, I know he has a weird sense of style.

Hey, Frank just ordered me to tell you to go read the post below this one, since not many people have read it yet.


Friday, February 13, 2009

The 12 Stones

Woah. I just found this really great blog. It's called The 12 Stones.

Take heed, though. It is a Christian blog, and it deals with faith and things like that. So, if you aren't Christian, you probably won't want to read that blog. And also, if you aren't Christian, please don't be rude and leave a...umm...bad comment thingy. You know, I just don't like it when people do that kind of stuff. If someone made a blog devoted to, say, Judaism, or something, I wouldn't say anything offensive. I would just accept the author's opinion, even if I don't believe what they do. So, umm...yeah. That's all for now.


Tuesday, February 10, 2009


Okay, okay, maybe the world isn't going to explode. And, actually, this post isn't going to be that special anyways. I just want to see how many people will read it just because the title suggests that we'll all die if people don't read it.

I don't have much to say, but I felt like blogging.

Yeah. That's the kind of stuff that I seriously enjoy doing. Messing with people's heads, I mean. It's infinitely pleasing. Well, that was random.

Hey, by the way, that was an example of the amazing Calvin and Hobbes. It was this great comic strip written and drawn by the creative Bill Watterson, from November 18, 1985 to December 31, 1995. Yep.

That's all, folks!