I've spent three days trying to think of some witty topic I could write or gripe about, but sadly to my despair, I've come up with jack-diddly-squat. I've typed enough words to make the dictionary seem short but later deleted them to their lack of flow. My thoughts have jammed together and created a pile of sheer mediocrity. All in all, it's called writer's block.
Right as of now, I'm basically procrastinating on finding a topic. I might just need to randomly type something,filled with random adjectives and weird nouns. I might just need to find a topic.
I cannot think of anything. I won't bother with religion,politics, books, movies, or books. You probably wouldn't care for my opinions. Actually, I doubt anyone reads this. Basically, I use this to vent my emotions or anger.
Wait!Egad! I think I may have a topic.
Never mind. That was nothing.
....This is sort of awkward, I'll admit.
Maybe, next time I'll have a topic.
Maybe.
Probably not.
I think I might be talking to myself.
Schizophrenia. Woo.
So Long and Thanks For All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. "Google is not a synonym for research." The Lost Symbol
Let Me Be Me
I may have never mentioned this, but I despise my grade. Or at least most of it. Around 98% of it. Okay, 99.99%.
Most of the grade is filled with obnoxious, perverted, idiotic, moronic cretins. Rich. Arrogant. Pointless. Disrespectful. Critical. Brainless. Opinion-less. Wasteful.
Careless. Shallow. Snobby.
I really don't like them.
For example, I was walking to class, and I heard someone say behind me they could go for a "dip" right now. If you don't know, dip means dipping tobacco. First off, why would you want to dip tobacco. It ruins your health. Secondly, why would you say this,out loud, in school. At least,for the sake of our younger students, keep your tobacco issues to yourself.(Note: this wasn't someone in my grade, but a senior.)
Another thing, there is a slight bit of race issue in our school. A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, is black. He really doesn't like people disrespecting his race. Today, while in PE, he was told, and I quote,"Go home, ni**er." I was extremely angry when I heard this.
Also, almost my entire school population, is rich. I mean, completely loaded. Iphones,full wallets, flat-screen televisions in their rooms, flashy cars. You know, the REALLLY rich ones. Yes, my parents earn enough to put both my sister and me in a private Christian school, and I am thankful so much for that. But these people constantly shove it our faces.
I have had a kid literally count the amount of money in his wallet and promptly tell me. I have to admit, I am jealous of those who never fear poverty or emptiness of a wallet. But material possessions mean nothing. Absolutely nothing.
So, exams are next week. I think this go around, I'll do well. Or at least better than the previous years. Hopefully.
This school year has been pretty good so far. my classes have gone great, a few bumps here and there. A few laughs, a few cries. Life moves on, and the earth continues to rotate.
Now, I have truly nothing else I want to say. I mean, if I think of something, I'll probably do another post. But until then...
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
P.S. "What would it take for things to be quiet?"- Louder than Thunder-Devil Wears Prada
Most of the grade is filled with obnoxious, perverted, idiotic, moronic cretins. Rich. Arrogant. Pointless. Disrespectful. Critical. Brainless. Opinion-less. Wasteful.
Careless. Shallow. Snobby.
I really don't like them.
For example, I was walking to class, and I heard someone say behind me they could go for a "dip" right now. If you don't know, dip means dipping tobacco. First off, why would you want to dip tobacco. It ruins your health. Secondly, why would you say this,out loud, in school. At least,for the sake of our younger students, keep your tobacco issues to yourself.(Note: this wasn't someone in my grade, but a senior.)
Another thing, there is a slight bit of race issue in our school. A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, is black. He really doesn't like people disrespecting his race. Today, while in PE, he was told, and I quote,"Go home, ni**er." I was extremely angry when I heard this.
Also, almost my entire school population, is rich. I mean, completely loaded. Iphones,full wallets, flat-screen televisions in their rooms, flashy cars. You know, the REALLLY rich ones. Yes, my parents earn enough to put both my sister and me in a private Christian school, and I am thankful so much for that. But these people constantly shove it our faces.
I have had a kid literally count the amount of money in his wallet and promptly tell me. I have to admit, I am jealous of those who never fear poverty or emptiness of a wallet. But material possessions mean nothing. Absolutely nothing.
So, exams are next week. I think this go around, I'll do well. Or at least better than the previous years. Hopefully.
This school year has been pretty good so far. my classes have gone great, a few bumps here and there. A few laughs, a few cries. Life moves on, and the earth continues to rotate.
Now, I have truly nothing else I want to say. I mean, if I think of something, I'll probably do another post. But until then...
So long and thanks for all the fish,
Elliot
P.S. "What would it take for things to be quiet?"- Louder than Thunder-Devil Wears Prada
I Need a Book
I have almost absolutely nothing to read. Mainly because the library is lagging on the books I want, and also, I've read everything I own. And re-read them. And re-re-read them. You get the idea.
I'm also lacking any book recommendations. Sadly, barely anyone in my grade reads, except for those select few. By them not reading, I have no one to discuss, recommend, or criticize books. It's rather depressing.
Speaking of reading, recently, I read a book called "Physics of the Impossible". It. Was. Awesome. It talked about equipment,such as warp drives, laser guns, and hyperspace. You know, the equipment in Star Trek and Star Wars and Doctor Who and Sanctuary and the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. And The Men in the Moon. And Stargate. And Player Piano. And any Rudyard Kipling novel.
(That was my science-fiction speech for the day.)
Any way, the book was really good and spoke of someday, we might be able to have these nifty gadgets. It was imaginative,and the author clearly knew what he was talking about. I quite liked it.
Also, I've been reading a number of diverse books. One is Prey by Michael Crichton. I scared the living daylight out of me. Literally. Oh, probably because I read it at 2 a.m. on a school night, but anywho.
"Prey" is about a laboratory in New Mexico that invents chemically-altered particles for the army that seek and destroy any threats. Innovated idea, actually. But then, the particles are released to wreak havoc and chaos to the United States. The book is incredibly suspenseful, creative, and slightly disturbing. All in all, a good read. So, if you have a recommendation, comment. Please. For the sake of my well-being so I do not have to resort to television.
So Long and Thanks for All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. My quote for the day: I don't have to fight, to prove I'm right-Baba O'Reily-the Who.
I'm also lacking any book recommendations. Sadly, barely anyone in my grade reads, except for those select few. By them not reading, I have no one to discuss, recommend, or criticize books. It's rather depressing.
Speaking of reading, recently, I read a book called "Physics of the Impossible". It. Was. Awesome. It talked about equipment,such as warp drives, laser guns, and hyperspace. You know, the equipment in Star Trek and Star Wars and Doctor Who and Sanctuary and the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. And The Men in the Moon. And Stargate. And Player Piano. And any Rudyard Kipling novel.
(That was my science-fiction speech for the day.)
Any way, the book was really good and spoke of someday, we might be able to have these nifty gadgets. It was imaginative,and the author clearly knew what he was talking about. I quite liked it.
Also, I've been reading a number of diverse books. One is Prey by Michael Crichton. I scared the living daylight out of me. Literally. Oh, probably because I read it at 2 a.m. on a school night, but anywho.
"Prey" is about a laboratory in New Mexico that invents chemically-altered particles for the army that seek and destroy any threats. Innovated idea, actually. But then, the particles are released to wreak havoc and chaos to the United States. The book is incredibly suspenseful, creative, and slightly disturbing. All in all, a good read. So, if you have a recommendation, comment. Please. For the sake of my well-being so I do not have to resort to television.
So Long and Thanks for All the Fish,
Elliot
P.S. My quote for the day: I don't have to fight, to prove I'm right-Baba O'Reily-the Who.
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