My Very Own Personal Waste of Space 

Local Deny

Yay, my blog isn't blocked by our school's extra crispy Access Denier, St. Bernard Software's IPRISM! What a load of fucking bullshit that stuff is. There, I just said fucking bullshit and the school's internet filters didn't stop me from learning that now did they?
Well I was late to school again, and fucking GIGANTOR gave me another detention which I'm not going to go to. What kind of a fucking job is that? Let's yell at kids who are thirty seconds late and make them wait in school for another 45 minutes. Our school has the most retarded rules ever... I could be wearing a hat right now instead of squirming under my 'coif' and feeling like a jackass. Speaking of Jackass, I rented Jackass the movie off of Netflix, which is the second coming of that God guy I don't believe in. But I do believe in Netflix. Surprisingly enough, Jackass wasn't as funny as everyone said. Call me 'mature' enough to not 'appreiciate' (see strongbad email: "I'd really appreiciate it if you would spell check your emails before you sent them to me!") the kind of humor created by someone who jumps off of a trampoline into a ceiling fan that is currently 'on.' Actually, that part was pretty funny, but it really didn't feel justified to make that stuff a movie. That part after the comma on that sentence made no sense but I'm not going to rework it. Anyway, Meesta Jon "There Should Be An H in My First Name" Kelly is sitting next to me, and I'm going to laugh at him right now: HA! I'm liking this blogging stuff, it's another thing to waste time on in school. With that, I'm going to end with my now customary Good Fucking... with Morning, Afternoon, or Night on the end, abbreviated. GFM.

Six point one feet under

Holy shit, if anyone who reads this watches Six Feet Under... wow man, just fucking wow. I just wanted to add that, now I'm saying good fucking night again: GFN.

Um... k.

Yeah, I'm writing a blog now. It's all like, writing stuff. Like a message board without a topic. I started writing this because I've wanted to for awhile, but I thought it would be all weird, especially if my friends started reading it. You see, Ash started writing one like, today, and she's obviously a good motivation for me to start doing something I've never gotten the motivation to do. The cool thing about this is I can ramble on without purpose and say funny things that the whole world could concieveably see, but won't, and therefore won't make fun of the fact that I spelled concievably wrong twice. Or maybe I didn't. YOU DON'T KNOW! Blogs are like diaries in the middle of Times Square... you could read any of them, but you're only going to read the ones that you know about, the ones by people you know personally or the ones that everybody reads. Anyway, I'm going to be fucking shredded for school tommorrow. See, if I didn't have a blog I wouldn't be able to say 'shredded' in that context. GFN.