For people.

High school blows. Just about everything blows, but hey that's life. I want to sneek out tonight. Go visit the moon with ghost to learn about the past.

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I want to do so much, but then I realize that I can't. I get to scared to often. It makes me hate people. In fact I hate people alot. Most people, like I hate them for being too smart, annoying the shit out of mem and others. I think that I'm super normal because everyone goes though this. Just maybe not to the extent that I do. I'm very likeable I guess. Just not around others. I'm cold because I don't talk and then when I do, I think that I shouldn't have opened up my mouth. I should really think about what I say before I say it. Now windows live is not working. I getting mad.

I'm gunna restart my computer.

Or forget about things.

I have liked this band since the summer before freshman year. So we'll say that this is my high school(?) band. I'm even listening to them right now. Individual Thought Patterns ftw. But, I wouldn't call myself a metalhead. I don't know enough obscure bands. lol But, that doesn't matter. Then in the next (of 2008) I discovered MORNING MUSUME. Both of this likeings has not stopped.

I really don't have anything to write or type right now Because I like to do these things at night. I'll write part 2 or about my sophmore year. Just trust me. go read my other blog.

http://blog.oricon.co.jp/riseofblake/

That open letter is for a later time. A time where I can finally get away from people and honestly think about them in detail. I'm bad with details. So with this entry I'll talk about ninth grade. My freshman year of high school. This should be short.

I honestly don't have an opinion about that year 07-08 year. It was before I discovered Morning musume and blogspot. I say that as far as Internet goes it was the time that I discovered youtube. I finally got rid of AOL and the computer with no sound. I remember watching Jesus Camp on that site. I thought NO MORE PAYING FOR MOVIES! YAY! But, as you know I was wrong. I made a youtube channel. I used to post soo many videos. Only half are left though. I should really delete them all. I find them omg not good. Then again, I don't pay for anything anyhow. Ninth grade my best friend was away in the north, and I was not quite alone. lol. Idk. I had a place to sit at lunch with, including that open letter friend. I mean I don't even talk to half of them now. People drift apart for no reason what so ever. Everything happens for a reason though. Yay!
This was also the time of my heavy metal period. I still love it, don't worry. Buttttt, I was so gung ho in my over sized Death t-shirt saying stupid shit like death to false metal. I guess Hello project changed the way I thought. I often what people thought of me in those shirts? Prob. nothing because I'll admit it I was unknown. I mean I knew people and people new me, but only in classes. Not on the outside. So, no one really knew me except for my friends and I still to this day keep things from them. I don't expect them to understand. I keep to many secrets. Maybe they known and are just that kind to keep it a secret! I love people. Anyways my ninth grade year I discovered GOJIRA! My brother took me out to one of their shows when they played with Behemoth & friends. I remember that it was a school night, but I still could go. I went to school the next day without taking a shower or brushing my hair. It was amazing. But, me typing about music is boring let's move on to my classes.
My classes were easy as fuck. I'm was just really lazy and did not try a bit. I was in all regular classes. I really wish that I went to pre-ap for some, but noooo I just had to be lazy. My GPA is not that bad(I hope). Basically my first period was a study hall. It was a waste of my life because I never really had homework. I remember first semester I would pretend to read this book while I listened on to these three seniors next to me would talk about their personal problems. Like, the red head and sex with her boyfriend, but as it turns out the boyfriend was cheating on her so she had to go get tested. She was clean don't worry. Then come second semester, I was moved to the back. It was not as interesting. The rest of my classes were alright. Except I just sucked at algebra (And I still do). What really amazed me was how much people will tell about other people or themselves when other people around them can hear just fine. Like One conversation I had the pleasure in hearing... "So, have you done anything with her? I heard she's a freak in the bed." Well, I put my hand down her pants. Her pussy was prickly!" "Really? Tell her to shave it!" the couple later went on to make out a couple of desk in front of me. Truly the most awkward moment ever. Don't make out in school people. Don't have sex in school. Idk where the guy is and the girl is. Haven't seen them in forever. Another one was a girl asked me if she could borrow my eraser. She proceds to pull a peace off of it and exclaim "That's how much coke I did... See not that much." to her friend. That girl was such a fucking slut too. I remember from time to time her talking about her pregnancy scares. I was just like stfu, but since I never talked to her I decided that maube that wasn't a good idea. Everyother class I really can't remember. I can't even remember the guys I had little crushes on. I never got them anyhow so what's the point. This is where I discovered that people mean business. No time middle school games. Now, It's the I'm a stupid teenager I can get away with anything.

Part one end.

Part two... maybe?

An intro

So for now and til I stop doing these type of things I have decided to write my whole high school experience in a thing I like to call "My past 3 year s of school just people watching" or something else because I'm not clever at all. This whole I idea grew like 2 weeks ago when I was doing state testing. I finished early and stared at the back of the guy in front of me. He was big with dandruff all over his shirt. I started to dream about how my high school years should of been according to all media outlets. TV, movies, and the like. Was it like that at all?

Nope. Do I really care? That's a tough one because I don't know if I should. I mean this is like the time of my life where I'm allowed to do stupid things and get away with them because I'm a stupid teenager. But, then again those go against my morals. Lol morals. So, my latest though is I wasted these years. Did I really? It's wonderful how I think of all this but, yet suck at school. lol

That's another thing I want to talk about. How much I suck at school but that's for a later time.

The first thing that I want to type about (this will prob. be later in the weekend maybe tomorrow when I'm doing a powerpoint) is an open letter to a "friend' of mine. This girl she's cool and all, but just something about her I fucking hate. This is an open letter to her about how I see her. She won't ever read this (thankgod), but if she does there's no way in hell that I'll apologize to her. So look forward to it. Let's make it to 200 post by Beware the Beggers 2nd birthday.

LOVE YOUAWLDFKJADF;KLHQ AH

Just a quicky

A duuurty one.

Nah nevermind.

I just wanted to say that Diamonds eyes is amazing.

And this weekend I will be post alot on here.I mean alot. I really need to get somethings off my chest. Well that is how the idea started.

WHO AM i FUCKING KIDDING NO ONE READS THIS SHIT.

But anyways This weekend I will be writing all my high school expierence of just people watching and I guess myself but I'm really boring. Stay tune choketoes. I can't do it this week because this place is death. I mean school is death. I don't really enjoy it. But, I'll save that for later. PEACE BITCHES.