Well, guess who was right about the price of gas. I was! Looks like close to a constant $3 a gallon. Now, to make you even more irretable while pumping it into your car. All you do, is just light it on fire, and then pump it out and make pollution. I mean, you should feel horrible for what you are doing to the environment. Now I bet your thinking, "Hey bitch, we've all got to go places, so quit giving me shit!" I suppose your right, but it is an extremely bad situation. Whoever created the internal-combustion engine, created a gift, and a curse. I mean, think of how important transportation is to our everyday lives. If we didn't have a form of transportation as good as this, (and this isn't very good), then none of you reading this, would know me. Horrifying isn't it? Imagine I did not exist, I am not here, nor will I ever be. Now, think of all of the pollution the earth has been plagued with, and how we have raped it's lands in search of oil. Now which is worse? Leave a comment and tell me.

Katrina is a bitch! Yes, the hurricane, or tropical storm, or whatever it is. This storm sure did cause a lot of damage. I haven't heard any exact numbers for casualties, but I did hear of some. CNN also reported some (yes more) bad news about gasoline prices. Reportedly, 92% of Gulf Coast oil producers had to stop all production. Using some numbers from CNN, and some handy math work, (alright so it's almost all CNN's work), I figured that some 3 billion barrels, or maybe gallons, i can't remember of oil, were prevented from being pumped do to Katrina. Either way, that means gas prices are going up, once again. Fill 'em up while you still can bitches! I'm wondering when the auto manufacturers will get the idea that a hybrid won't cut it. You can't halt research because one thing looks like a pretty solution. This shit, (fossil fuels), won't last forever! ! ! What about a source of natural energy? A hopped up form of solar energy? Using gravity? Might as well, it's here wether or not we do. Just some thoughts for your thinker.

So yeah, I have a date for homecoming. This person, is a real puzzle. Just to let everybody know, I am a jealous man. If you are a girl, and my friend, I do not like it when you are around guys. I'm just like that. It's not that I am jealous of the attention they're getting, it's that they are a bad person, and you should stay away.
Anyways, back to the story. I saw my homecoming date getting all snuggly with another guy, yes, we're going as friends, but revert to the first paragraph. So I was like, you know what, if you like him so much go with him. And then I was walking around the band room, trying to find another homecoming date, (early yes I know), and then, I find someone. Now, these two people aren't on good terms anyway, (they both think the other one is a whore), and then one tries to talk to me privatly, and the other one won't leave us alone, so there's like, a bitch fight goin' down. Then, after we get to talk in private, someone tells me that a teacher needs to talk to me. This teacher is all mad because I said something about a whore, and something else about marijuana.
As it ends up, I am going with who I originally planned to, but I don't know if the other girl involved knows that, I should probably tell her.
Also, if anyone has dinner plans before homecoming set up, invite me! Or mention it to me, and say, "Ha ha, you can't go!", if you're a mean bitch.

Things are inexplicably becoming better. I'm still single, i'm ill, and the homework load has increased, yet, i'm not sad or upset. I'm actually, kind of happy. Another bad thing, I think my friends aren't really friends, yeah, it's paranoia i know. It just seems like, they have someone else they'd rather talk to. But i'm still not sad, and I don't know why. Things are getting back to normal with the person who made up and excuse to not go out with me, which is good in some ways, bad in others. With things being back to normal, I remember why I like her, which would be the bad. Aside from my relationship troubles, a few things may have improved. The band was great from what I've heard and could see, which is awesome. And I'm understanding a little bit more of Algebra 3, still not a lot mind you, but some. For speech and debate, I picked a poem to read entitled, "Do not go gentle into the good night." One of the lines that sticks with me is, "Rage, rage against the dying of the light." My light hasn't gotten any brighter, but i don't see myself halting the fighting anytime soon.

If these are the best days of our lives, then I give up. It's starting to seem like, everyday, my life is getting worse. I wake up everyday, seeing it as a new one. This morning, my parents get in an arguement, I get yelled at, I tell myself it's not my problem, get in my Jeep, and drive. I get to school, I'm starting to feel ill, possibly allergies, I don't know, (stuffy nose, sore throat, fever) all of that fun stuff, anyways, I keep a smile on my face, head to class chipper as ever. I s'pose things go alright for then. Then we had pictures, and i'm quite positive mine look bad, I was distracted. Then at math, I understand none of it, which isn't good for someone interested in engineering. Lunch, was alright, although this one gay kid keeps waving and smiling at me. Chemistry was ok, I learned how to measure! Studyhall was iffy, i'm now an office helper, which is alright I guess. Then band, which was ok, but unfortunately, I saw that person there. The person who has clouded my previous two blogs. The official answer is "no", incase you didn't know. Well, that's two years of thought down the proverbial shitter. A good rule of thumb, if you can't do it in a reasonable amount of time, don't do it. I think i'd be happier if I hadn't have brought it up. Now, my opinion of all women is somewhat lowered. All of them are caniving bitches just waiting to emotionally attack you and make you feel stupid and worthless. I'm looking for something to keep me cheery, or at least not sad, but it's getting hard to do. Not going to take the drug route, only leads to more problems. I don't think a radical social class change would help at all, probably just confuse me, and I'd have to remember more names. Umm. . . . . . . . . . I haven't had any time to play videogames, but they're getting generally boring. I have close to uhh, wow, I completely forgot what I was going to type. I can't even say, "at least I have my health." Well, technically I could say it, but it wouldn't mean anything. A lot of things don't mean anything anymore. *sigh* I wonder what Aerostatle, or Plato would do in my situation. What a boring thought. Even my thoughts are boring. I guess for now I can say, "at least I have my sanity," and yeah, I still do. It'll take more than 16 years of unfortunancy to break my will. Come on world, show me what you've got!

Yeah, I did it, I asked her on a date. My answer was dissapointing, but not a "no." From my previous post, you may remember me saying that one of my least favorite answers is, "we're too good of friends", well, I don't know if, "I'll think about it" is better or worse. That's what I was told, and I'm going to go ahead and register that as a NO. And now, I think i'm searching for a new woman. I don't know where to start, so suggestions are accepted. Anyways, thought i'd update you. Peace.

Well, the first day of school has come and gone, and I can't say I'm a better person for it. This year is probably going to turn out like the others, boring, and uneducating. I usually just end up learning more about people, ie: So and so is a crackwhore. Well, I have math and science classes to look forward to, yeah right, they may challenge me, but I never feel more intelligent after leaving class. And now for Robert's All-star Teacher review! ! !
Mr. Hering: Well, i've had this crazy cat before. Aside from his support of the smoking-ban, I'd say that he is a well-rounded teacher. He keeps a touch of fun in his class, a dash of free-expression, and a pinch of learning, a good ingredient for future reference.
Mr. Lyon: This guy seems kind of hard to label. I don't know if he's a fun guy, or just tough and sarcastic. Funny how those two are similar. I think he is the type of teacher I could ask for help if needed, but I'm also giving him the old teacher advantage. The advantage being, he's taught for a long time, he knows how to teach, so he should explain it very well the first time.
Mrs. Z.: Hmm, I don't know. She seems like she was the geeky type in Highschool, but people have said the same of me. I think this class will be sort of enjoyable, but only because I enjoy science, and chemicals.
I believe those are all of my teachers for this semester, if this was highly enjoyable to you, wait 18 weeks, and I shall have another one for you. Until then, take it easy, and if it's too easy, tale it again.

"Meow"
"Damn it kitty, get off my motorcycle!"
(Revs engine) "Meow"
"Get off the damn cycle!"
"Meeeeeeeow"
(Shotgun goes off) "That'll teach you ya damn cat!"

(Monkey hops on motorcycle)
"Ooo oo ah ah!"
"Awe come on, damn it monkey, get off!"
(Monkey screams and throws shit) "Ooo ooo!"
"You damn monkey!" (Throws boot at monkey)
*Thud*
"Yeah, take that you fucking monkey!"

(Lepruchaun crawls onto motorcycle)
"Awe shit, get off of the motorcycle you little green thing!"
"Oh tee he, ha ha!"
(Pulls out 12 guage and blows leprechaun away)
"Fucking Irish"

"You're too good of a friend." The world's most commonly used and abused let-down. Someone, somewhere, is right now, being let-down by that very excuse. I often wonder to myself, "Why don't people just say it?". Now you're thinking, "say what?", well, say that they don't like us because we are too: Losery, fat, ugly, stupid, smelly, not-cool, the list goes on and on. And for anyone who has faced rejection multiple times, which way is better? At least with one way, you know how to improve yourself. Another response to the first words of this blog that just popped into my head; so I should be a worse friend? That's a tuffy. Of course, I only think like this when I am close to facing the fear of hearing those aweful words. Or am I? No, no I'm probably not, she'll probably start liking someone else, someone I hate. Just because that's how things go. These thoughts are bring me down, leave a comment about how nice I look and think.

Alright, what's with the super-weird comments? Like ones about pheremones? Kind of awkward. Which brings me to today's topic; Body Sprays. Probably the most well-known of which being, Axe, and Tag. Now, I personally have tried both, and have yet to be ravaged by women. They should really put a disclaimer up, or maybe they do, and my eyesite is too poor to be able to read it. Either way, I don't see why anything much more than deoderant is needed. Or is that even needed? The answer, yes, dear god people, it's not difficult to put on, but the effect is awesome. That was for the stinky people. Alright, this blog isn't going anywhere, i'll just let it die. . . (bleh). <---- That was a death sound.

Rap music. That stuff is crazy. Such wreckless use of the english language, and yet, it gets my attention. The bass beats, and the rhyming, it's almost musical, almost. I'd prefer some metal or classic rock, but I'd listen to it if nothing else. I'm not sure the exact difference between it, and hip-hop. But I know I don't like hip-hop, it's rap without the cool bass beats I think. The other thing about rap, the videos. Oh God those videos. Tits and ass, EVERYWHERE! The only reason I haven't lead a brigade of minutemen to take over MTV, because of those hot ass videos. The other thing about raps, are the people they "feature" in them. Probably the most wellknown of, being Li'l Jon. That drunken crazy bastard is hysterical. I guess that's all I have to say about rap, kind of depressing, oh well.

Big Jeepin'. I thought it was funny. So yeah, been looking at some new things for my TJ Wrangler, a '97. One of the first things i'm looking at getting, is a hardtop, no more cold and leakiness for me! Unfortunately, no more convertible either. I think the trade is worth it. I'm also planning to redo my interior, new carpet for the floor, new front seats, possibly taking out the backseat, and adding a couple subs, and something on the inside of the new top. If any of you know where I can get the fabric or padding and fabric they use in most cars, please tell me, post a comment or something. I'm also planning on getting a dome light, all that is in it, light ways, is a floorlight. That's only useful if my shoe comes untied, in which case, i'd wait 'til I was were I was going, then tie my shoe, because that's just me. What else is there to add to a Jeep? Ah yes, something cool looking for the gear stick, maybe like one of those skull thingies. The new top has tinted windows, which is cool, but it doesn't have vents. And the one that does, costs $500 more, I'll drill my own for that much dough. You could say that all of this was inspired by MTV's, "Pimp My Ride." But then I'd be like, "Whateva, you don't know me foo'!" When in all actuality, only like 40% of it is because of that show. Which by the way, is a good show. If you haven't watched it, do it! If you, keep up the good work. Alright, I'm done bitching out orders for now; dismissed soldier.

Religion is a funny thing, or is it? For as long as there have been people to argue about who's right and who's wrong, they've been doing it. Every major civilization in history has had some main form of religion. My question to them, and to all of you none pagans, is why? How can you "believe" that there is a higher life form watching over us? Is it the fact that you don't want to believe that you're the highest ranking being? Is it reason gone wacko? Or is it because nothing else makes sense? Or, my personal favorite, because you've been told it since you were born. Most of you that is. I guess my main problem, is understanding belief. How people can spend entire lives reaching for the goals in this book, just because they believe. I have yet to find any personal proof that there is in fact, a god. Then again, even if there was, would he come have tea with me anyway? The other thing about religion, everyone thinks they're right! Remember when all that exploring the world stuff was going on, and all of the catholics were enlightening the savages?
I support what the bible teaches, but not how it does it. I suppose that people back then didn't quite have the amazing intellect we do now possess, so isn't it possible that this "book" was developed by some form of government, or elders perhaps? That they only made this book to control the chaos of their societies? Pretend you're back a couple millenia, if I told you, that raping and murder and theft would cause you ultimate torture, wouldn't you believe it? And that all you had to do was believe in this spirit, and live a clean life, and that after this life, you would mystically drift into a perfect place?
By no means is this little blog supposed to denounce the bible, or encourage everyone to go out and rape eachother, just to put a little thought into it.

I did spell possess wrong!

Just about a week until school is back again, how unfortunate. I don't dislike school, I hate the bitch! Sit down, shut up, read this, write that; a never ending death-provoking cycle. This year I fear, will be even worse than those previous. I have immense scheduling issues that need worked out, I have a slew of new people to meet, the majority of which I may or may not like, and last but certainly not least, I have no German class. What I would register as my favorite class last year, is now no more, what's worse, even the teacher is gone. Why do the good ones always retire? Band will probably remain somewhat similar throughout the year, that is, if I don't kill our percussion, "helper." I doubt we will ever get to take our trip, no one in band seems to care, which, to me, adds question to them even being in it. Later in the school year, our house may be built, it may not, I really have no idea. If it is put up, running back and forth to the school will be a breeze, almost enjoyable as compared to the 35 minute long trip it is now. Another point to bring up; will there be a Fall Play? One of the most enjoyable parts of my year is spinning undecididly around right now. I've actually thought, that if last years director is too occupied with his, bundle of joy, that I may personally organize one. The musicals are too, well, I don't know, unenjoyable for me. But the fall play, it's the does of theater I need to keep running smoothly. Mmm, fall play, tasty isn't it? Let's see, what else is there in a school year? Ah yes, goals and ambitions! One goal of mine, is to learn, and at some show, use the light and sound board, just because I think it's something I should do. Another thing, is too keep on a roll, preferably honor roll, I got on it last semester, and liked it. Also, getting in NHS would be a big super! I think I have the grades, but I don't think I participate in enough activities. Personally, I'd rather be a big part of a few, than a small part of all of them. Finally, my last goal, is to ask a girl out. Now, for a stud like myself, you may not see this as a problem, but rejection sucks. Even if I do get rejected, I still need to have the courage, and it would be nice to have someone there to cheer up my day. Bob, out.

Well, it was pretty much everything I thought it would be. It was fun, with some complications. One such being that people talk entirely too much while parade marching. We don't do it too long, (parade marching), and most of the things said, were pretty damn stupid anyway. Another one, is why my fellow section members have such a desire to destroy things. One freshman has broken to bottom drum heads, and one top, all of this being in the first couple of weeks of band, not a promising future. I suppose you could say that the Dodgeball game rules and officials counts as a problem, but all in all was still just a game, something with rules and obstacles made for enjoyment. But with the bad comes the good! I got to spend some time with some pretty cool people, I can't say that I got to know anyone any better, which registers as a slight bummer. Well, maybe one freshman bass drummer, I just know he is crazy now. Or perhaps spastic when mixed with sugar, yes, the latter sounds better. I'd say that the mini-Halo-tournament-game-thingy turned out to be somewhat fun. I reckon that'll be it for now, toodles.