Don't @ MindSay

Guess which Americans aren't worried about the bad economy...did you guess(see title), the army people. Don't feel sorry for soldiers, especially the Officers (the Generals, Lt. Col.), they are way overpaid and they have a guaranteed job. Those "heros" are the only people buying cars and spending like its 2003. And don't say soldiers risk their lives for America because they don't and they don't want to. All they want is to be paid on the 1st and 15th of each month for doing no work. You wanna meet real soldiers then go on any army installation and take trip to the paper pusher section better known as the S1 or military personnel. There you'll meet your overweight heros who sit around and get themselves promoted all day. In fact, Most soldiers are paper pushers who spend all day  leave or on quarters--they don't work, they aren't the hard working infantry men who have to be fit and have suffer. Most  soldiers are not warriors and soldiers are suppposed to be warriors hence the war part of their occupation. How does Chrishates know this...well, i know soldiers and the soldiers i come in contact with are fat and on profile (profile: a fake medical condition that bars a soldier from proforming any physical activity. For instance, most soldiers stay on permanent profile to avoid having to running and doing any kind of physically activity, so that they can chain smoke and avoid deployment. Soldiers are supposed to be physically fit to fight the wars of America) and the officers they are the worst. America, did you know that a O-1, and officer in the rank of 2nd lieutenant, makes about $60,000 per year and half that officers pay is tax free and thats at the no dependent rate salary (soldiers are paid a basic allowance for housing BAH which is determined based on that soldiers zip code and dependent status. A single 2nd lieutentant makes less than a married lieutentant...its complicated and not fair because no job in America pays people an allowance for housing on top of a salary). These officer pay checks are hugh because they pay no taxes. Some might say, oh...the soldier, you know, they serve the country but officers don't serve nobody and they don't work. I work on an army installation and you know what the Major does for living: He signs leave forms.  (soldiers get 30 days leave per year plus any extra days of leave they wannna take and thats in addition to getting every federal holiday off. soldier even get 4 day weekends. for instance, this Martin Luther King holiday most federal workers will get monday off but officers and soldiers they get friday, saturday, sunday and monday off---4days. And a 4 day holiday occurs once a month.) That said Major makes $7000 per month and he works at most 4 hrs per day walking around, chatting and doing nothing. His day starts at maybe 10am and ends at 3pm. Some warrior. I think officers need to suffer. So i say cut 200,000 officers off the governments payroll especially those that do paperwork for living and save the tax papers some money. Let the Major walk around worried that his job is on the line like every other American. And don't say, oh, the soldier he has to go to Iraqi. That Major has never been deployed and the closest he gets to Iraqi is Kuwait and that Major would love to go to Kuwait because his salary doubles to $14000 per month. So, I say cut defense spending on inept loser officers and overpaid high ranking noncommissioned officers (NCOs, sergants) and make warriors fight the way they use to back in WWII and Vietnamn: hard and swift. Soldiers are supposed to be temporary warriors, fighting the nations war for short period of time and then they leave the army and go work and pay taxes like everybody eles. Soldiers aren't supposed to be like that Major who is way overpaid and is just killing time until his retirement at 40yrs old. Yes, he retires at 40yrs old and the rest of America pays him half his salary until he dies. What waste.

HAPPY TO BE ANYTHING AT ALL.

Walking in the distance I can somehow see where I am going;

My shadow races before me for the very first time.

Texas wild flowers line the highway and when I look out the window I can't help but to want to blow away and fade into fall.

Falling and not knowing where you'll land... doesn't seem so awful now.

When failure marks your place in this society. ....

American nights make it easy to forget the mornings......

My name is Adam.

I currently be 15, living in the Kingdom of the United. Well, UK. :)

I shalt be 16 in a few months, and then I shalt be going to college a few months after that. Hopefully I will be going into the college of my choice, as my interview is far later than it should be.

I've always wanted to blog. I actually have had one, two in fact, although that other was... for other purposes. :) My interest was very minor that I only blogged once a month. I forget what I called it.

But now this is my third attempt. I've tried to do so in the past, but I've never had an ideal medium to do so. Wordpress, blogspot, etc - they're all so complicated! At least with Mindsay I know what I'm doing.

I'm not advertising, lol, I just happened to make it sound like that.

I'll probably have several accounts on different websites with the same entries, since different people prefer different ones. I dunno, I'm not popular enough? :)

Anyways, let's start with today.

I hadn't done my French coursework for yesterday, because I simply forgot about it. So I gave it in today, copying from my exercise book and writing it onto a nice A4 lined sheet of paper with 4 holes in it. I'm only saying it like that, because I had a mini argument with my Form Tutor (who is my French teacher, go figure) about the piece of paper I required to do the coursework. He's done it before in the past, and torn off a tiny piece off of something scrap and said "here". Damn him. ¬_¬

First lesson was PE. It's a fabulous lesson, because I don't do it, quite frankly. Instead, I was guarding the teacher's laptop, whilst I read out names from the register so he could type them in. I had a quick feel of espionage, though, as some governor type people walked past and looked through the rooms. He's meant to be teaching PE of some sort, but all he does is sit there and let everyone play. He's a funny guy though sometimes, so I wasn't bothered. Usually it's this other lad, whose name I shall not mention, lulz. He's a real ass kisser, always sucking up to the popular people and the teachers.

Then History. I gave in my homework, that took me like 3 hours to do because I spent 2 hours procrastinating doing other stuff. :) I found out that my teacher used to be a Evangelical Fundamentalist Christian person thing. She's not anymore now though apparently because of "personal experiences". I wanted to question her further but I don't like speaking with teachers directly. I think it's the eye contact that puts me off.

ICT, yays. I didn't do my homework that was 3 weeks late, but he didn't care really. He just said that, and another piece had to be done by next week. I don't mind. It's all pretty easy anyway. We do a 174 question quiz thing every week and we compare our scores with the rest of the class. I got 75%, whilst a friend got 79% and some other people. It's the time limit that puts me off. You have 20 seconds to answer each one.

Lunchtime. Well, usually I go for maths staybacks because I need to sort my sums out. :) I can't go on wednesdays though because of a weekly meeting a group of my fellow peers have, as they are going to Sri-Lanka in August. Today we did simultaneous equations. They were pretty easy. I have a habit to make silly mistakes though, like 9x4 = 45 ...

Science was wonderful. I love science. :) We rotate between teachers based on what topic we're studying. I've got my favourite teacher for the week, whilst we do Biology. We're doing plant stuffs and mitosis and whatnot. I love Biology. That's why I'm taking it at A-level.

Then we had English, which depresses me, even though I like writing, kinda. We're doing exam practice, but it's annoying when your teacher is constantly talking to the pupils, whilst telling them there is no talking. It only hypes them up, dear, you're just making it difficult for yourself. I felt sorry for her though, cuz she's having back problems. Get well soon Miss Holian!

I came home to find I had recieved a letter from the Business Administration apprenticeship I put my name down for a while back. I don't want to go the interview though. I don't want to do that anymore... I want to go to Middlesbrough College to do A-levels! The interview is going to be like 2 and a half hours long. What the hell? Dad insists I go though... sigh.

But anyways, right now I've ate a muffin and drank a smoothie. Mixed berry something. It usually makes me tired when I have them both together, but they're too nice to pass. And now I'm here, blogging about my ever-so-interesting life. Naah, I'm an interesting person. :) Or so I like to think.