I’m Right and You Know It.
I like to think of myself as an individual on a higher plane of thinking than the average mind, which is why I believe that the things I like are great, and the things I hate are stupid, and anyone who doesn’t agree is wrong. Take for example, blogs. I hate blogs! Not all of them, mind you, but the ones where someone thinks that people actually want to hear about their day and listen to their incessant jabbering about how nobody at work likes them, or how they need to lose five pounds.
Newsflash: Nobody Cares.
Another type i can’t stand is where people like to post their emo-bullcrap poetry, it’s not good and i doubt anyone reads it so there’s no point in even wasting cyber space with it.
In fact i basically hate poetry altogether. Sure i can enjoy a funny limerick every now and then, but is poetry really that difficult? Take, for example, the haiku:
autumn twists the sun
burning clouds over rooftops
ever-changing mind
See? I spewed that out of my mind in like, ten seconds. Now give me $25 million for writing it and I’ll produce a whole book full of crappy poems.
There once was a man with a fiddle,
who came up with an incessant riddle,
day by night, night by day,
I couldn’t care less either way!
OH-EM-GEE that was so hard. Actually, when we have to write poems in class, it’s the easiest way to get an A ever. So being a famous poet, and actually having others respect that, is malarky.
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Gangsters are dumb. You’re fighting over a color, who cares. At least that’s how it is here in good’ol Nampa. Two groups fighting because one likes red and the other fighting because they like blue, it’s like they’re three year olds with guns.
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I hate it how black comedians can make fun of white people and we’re okay with it, but if a white comedian makes fun of black people, all of a sudden he’s a racist and an A-hole. We take alot of black people’s crap over something that happened two-hundred years ago. Forgive and Forget already… It’s also stupid how alot of black people and mexican people insult white people, I accidentally bumped into a mexican girl the other day and she turns and says to me, “Watch where you’re going, stupid white boy.” If she had bumped into me and I said, “Watch where you’re going, stupid mexican girl,” I’d have 30 mexicans on top of me beatin’ the living crap outta me. If we define people by their race, and give certain priveliges to one and not another, then the world becomes a place full of contempt for everybody else. No wonder the majority of people stick with their own kind!
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Men who hit women are retarded. Enough said. If you’re that much of a coward that you have to take your anger and aggression out on a woman (probably one who cares about you, since i can’t see a guy going up to a random lady, and breaking her jaw.), then you deserve to have the crap beat out of you, maybe worse. Sure, there are exceptions of course, like a karate tournament, or say, a serial killer lady coming after you with a knife, but when Cletus smacks around LuEllen because his honky-tonk Ford truck broke down, then that’s where I draw the line.
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I hate it when people assume I listen to a certain kind of music, just from the clothes I wear. I’ll admit I’m a prep, and everyone that looks through my iPod expects to see a bunch of Rap music on there for some reason. I have little to none of it. Rap is GAY. I do, however, have A LOT of hardcore music. ohhhhhh yyyyeeeeeaaaaaahhhh. My favorite. People are shocked by this too, “‘Cannibal Corpse’? But you’re not a goth, you wear Abercrombie. Shouldn’t you be listening to 50-Cent?” Oh my god, give me a break! Do you know what kind of music plays in Abercrombie and Hollister? A lot of Rock. Everybody listens to different kinds of music, and not everyones taste is reflected by their clothes.
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And that’s about all I want to say. If you have anything to add then feel free, if you disagree with anything, you’re wrong, but you can still say your piece. Whatever gets me a better grade haha…
This blog was amazing, haha. You definitely told it like it is.
The poem thing, right on. I’m so sick of people making websites about their crappy poetry that sounds just like the one posted from another kid the day before. No one cares about your month long relationship at age 15 that ended because she said your friend was hot. Really kid, you’re 15, no need to write emo poetry that sucks to begin with. Haha, gangsters. Really, what is the point in tagging? My neighborhood is always tagged. I meanm, if you’re so “proud” of your gang, why do you tag at night when no one can see you? If you were so proud, why don’t you walk down the middle of downtown and paint an entire wall in the middle of the day? Hmm…very proud. Ahhhh, black comedians! And in general, black people walk around calling each other “nigger”, but if a white person says it, we’re racist and are gonna get shot. And Mexican wise, yeh, that’s rad that you speak two languages, but when you LIVE in America, our language is English. Don’t go around insulting the people that live here and talking crap about white people in Spanish. We don’t go to Mexico and talk crap about them in English. If you’re going to go through the work to be a citizen here, learn the language. That’s kind of the point. The hitting women thing is absolutely ridiculous. I don’t understand how someone can absolutely no respect. Especially in relationships, if you “love” the person, how could you bring down their character so much, simply because you had a bad day? Take up boxing, or something, if you feel the need to beat the crap out of people to release anger. Or better yet, its called anger management, my friend. People are stupid. Music wise, I’m in the same situation, only, not so much with music. I listen to a mass amount of punk, metal, and hardcore. I have 1 1/8″ gauges, piercings, and tattoos…but I’ve been cheerleader since age 4. No one ever believes me when I say that, until they see me in uniform or I talk about it like I actually know what I’m talking about, which I do. Its the stereotype thing, its getting beyond ridiculous. Just because you’re “preppy”, doesn’t mean you can’t listen to hardcore. Just because I look “hardcore” doesn’t mean I can’t be a cheerleader. Like I said already, people are stupid and have no sense these days.
OMG I LOVE THIS GIRL. haha
I see exactly the same way, I’m glad somebody else does too.
Haha, apparently you love me, sweet deal :] This totally inspired me to write the freakin novel I have on my page. If you want a laugh and some truth, its a good one to read, if you feel like reading a novel.
I may as well read it, since i already read the novel of a comment you left haha
No doubt! I want to read a blog with humor, not someone’s sob story. Haha and I especially don’t want to hear someone’s sob story written in a poetic form.