So I suppose a new blog right now would be pretty rediculous seeing as I haven't had a blog on here for about a year. But I am sitting in 5th period right now where I am Mr. Matthew's TA typing up a blog anyways.
I really don't feel compelled to make this blog witty, funny, clever, or anything else like that. I am just going to lay it out because I feel like it and don't particularly want to think very hard.
My last polo season is well underway. It's bittersweet I must admit. Our team is alright.
Haaahahaha. This dumb-ass sophmore in this class is trying to be funny and just said pussy and Mr. Matthew is PISSED! Shit I can't believe he did that. What an idiot.
Is it better to be feared or loved as a leader? That's the discussion. Feared I think. Mr. Matthew cracks my shit up. He is mocking pansy teachers. If you're loved by all, you're gonna get walked all over. If you're feared, you'll get respect. Maybe in a utopian society, being loved might be more important. But when you're feared, you're not going to get shit from anyone.
And that's another thing. Love is stupid. Scratch that. Love doesn't exist. I think love is overrated. All anyone ever talks about it is how much they love someone or someone loves them. SHUT up. Love is a joke. Call me pesimistic but I don't care.
GOD Mr. Matthew is a genius. And I quote "I already have friends and I don't need a bunch of 13 - 14 year old friends. Quite frankly, I don't care if you like me." I wish all teachers were like him.
This morning, I hated everyone. And last night, I decided that I don't want to see any of my friends on myspace. Well, almost, I mean. Everyone annoys me. I am done with valley people. I'm sick of their lame drama and lame convorsations and lame lives. I want to meet new people. I want to live a new life. I want a change.
Intimidation. That's the new subject. Ask me about that one. I'll jump all over that.
I've been searching the internet desperately to find someone. I don't know what happend. I need to find out what happened. It's killing me. I swear he never existed. Everything is is just fine and then one day - YOINK- donzo. Never existed. Little fucker. That's so unacceptable. I will find out. Mark it.
That's it. I'm out. Ends justify the means. Lie, cheat, steal.
