I'm here.....or AM I?

Halloween isn't a holiday for candy, it's a holiday to let the Sadist shine and the eccentricities of your existence glow like a becon of hate throughout the world.

I love Halloween.

To be honest, I never really DO much for this dark holiday, but it's one of the few where the spirit of it and I are one in the same. When else can one purposefully scare people and not have the cops called you? When else can you walk around in a cloak and not have a world of glares and whispered mutterings about your eccentricness. (If that's even a word). Heh.

And oh, the sales afterwords...*Basks*

Pity though, I'm stuck at home today. More work in the barn. Most unpleasant. I'm telling you, you have not known hell until you are forced to move 5 tons of grain by hand. On the upside, I get to burn things. *manical laughter* All this because we're in the process of tearing down are barn. Which of course, is one of the main reasons why I am not complaining too much.

Demonlition Durby anyone? (I just know something is spelled wrong there)

And, as an added plus, I got new workboots. Now, of course normally this isn't something one would be amused by, only mine look like combat boots. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA....So while I'm standing there, shoveling grain and hauling wheelbarrows, I can be assured that for at least a fleeting moment, I can look badass.

Other than that, I don't have too much to blog about. Mainly because I haven't had my caffine yet and my mind is just a useless blob.

When in doubt, kill them all....no one left to ask questions later.

Had off from school today because of Teacher Convention only to find out I had a dentist's appointment and would have stayed home anyway.

They just had to ruin it huh?

The Dentist's appointment went without too much of a hitch. Just a cleaning (though I really didn't need to share that did I?). I have to say though...the dentist was a fucking Nazi with that sonic thing she had.

OUCH.

I had my teeth drilled into once and it didn't hurt NEARLY as much as that. Nevertheless, I didn't complain, merely mentally cursed loudly at her incompentency. Heh. And there was a humorous moment that I think I'll share:

Dentist: So how have you been doing on cutting back on the soda?

Me: *smirk* It's a downward spiral.

Dentist: How much do you drink a day?

Me: Lemmie see...*pretends to have to count* about 16 cans.

Dentist: *Nearly cartoonish expression of horror and shock followed by gaping* And you drink Coke right? Do you know how much ac...

Me: *rudely interrupts* Acid? Yes. Coke contains enough acid to burn through a penny and can be actually be used as a cleaning agent...which, I'm sure will do wonders for my enamal and stomach. *evil grin* But what can I say, if I have to choose between a burnt through stomach and bad teeth or my beloved Coke..I'll go with Coke anyday.

Nothing interesting to say after that. Not that that is really particularly interesting either, but hey, again, my blog.

Right now, I am partaking of an overwhelming number of fishsticks. I've eaten around 40 so far and yet still I'm hungry. Even a food lover like me is a little weirded out at the sudden urge to binge. Oh well. As long as I don't turn into a second moon, I'm great.

There are some things worse than death itself....living.

Okay, I was in the middle of watching Veronica Mars, when all of the sudden I got interrupted by the She-Beast (my Mom) instructing me to drag The Brat to Wal-Mart to get a Halloween costume as she couldn't get her the one she wanted.

Thanks Mom, for making me drive out in the pouring rain.....

Heh. And something has boggled my mind: SINCE WHEN DO THEY CLOSE AT TEN? Really, I could have sworn it was 11. Absolutely boggling. Not that I intent to hurt myself thinking about it though.

Either way, the Brat got her tackey, cheaply priced costume while I eyed the fake blood and knives. (*manical laughter*) I didn't get any of it as I am holding out for the after sales that inevitablly follow every holiday. I did get McDonald's though....food was good this time, but the service was less than mediocre.

Like I said in a prevoius post: it's a downward struggle.

Tomorrow is the last day of school until next Monday. That is a four day weekend. MUAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA.....More reasons to slack off and do nothing... And as if it were on cue, I have lost my energy to finish posting the rest of my mundane thoughts. Meh. Nothing worth mentioning anyway.

I'll blog about it tomorrow. *shrug*

Restraint is only a perception...Will is the true driving force behind it all..

I am completely covered in tape.

Utterly, and completely.

I can scarcely move my arms which is making typing a rather difficult task. Nevertheless, I must persevere and chronicle my overwhelming tapeage. You see, I was just getting up to get a Coke and bask in the glory that is it's caffine, when all of the sudden.....THE BRAT ATTACKED ME WITH A ROLL OF TAPE. Actually, it must have been quite the amusing site, but still, I must express my loud opposition to the matter.

Ah...

I just untangled and unstuck myself. Now that I can move my arms now I can continue....

What prompted such a random encounter is beyond me. I've come to the conclusion however, that my influence on her has been a bad one (*evil grin and manical laughter echo for miles*) and that my strange moments of random spontenaity have rubbed off on her. Granted, mine aren't quite that......up close and personal...but heh, whoops.

Indeed, today was humorous in many ways, not just the aforementioned one. For example, today in Spanish class I went on a bit of a rant in which The Brat (Yes she is in my class *grumble*) nearly died of a laughing fit. The "conversation" was as follows:

Teacher: Que tal el fin de semana? (Keep in mind I was in Spanish class..though translated it sounds funny)

Me: Yo voy tabajar. (I went to work)

Teacher: ¿Dónde trabaja usted? (Where do you work?)

Me: Mi casa. (My home) Heh. I live on a farm.....

Teacher: Really? Do you have any animals?

Me: *shifts uncomfortably* Um...yeah...chickens. We had 2,800 before...only about 300 now.

Teacher: *look of excessive amazement* 2,800?!? Wow....

Me: Yeah...2,800....I hate chickens....chickens must all die....they must all go away....*rather loudly* DEATH TO CHICKENS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahem. Yes...that's it. A little long winded, and not REALLY that funny, but I thought I'd share nonetheless. I didn't actually intend on going onto such a rant, but the time seemed to call for it.

Meheheheheheh......and oh how the Sadist in me cheered in it's dark, cynical joy.

I'm not insane...I'm just....violently unique...

Another Sunday. A Sunday that mocks me with it's fading banner of dilluted freedom as the walls of Scholarly Hell become clearer by the minute,.

Heh...that was far too overdramatic.

Either way, not particularly looking forward to school tomorrow, though that isn't a very shocking thing for me to say. Right now, I'm just basking in the little time that I have left.

Helped the Brat find a good blog template today. My obbession for blogging seems to be contagious. However, it's doubtful that she could ever hope to rival me in that respect (*evil grin* Or in any other. MUAHAHAHA..) In the process, I found some that I'm half temped to use. I won't though, because I have achieved BLOG PERFECTION. A most glorious thing indeed, to be hailed and marveled at just like my overwhelming brilliance.

Actually, in retrospect, today has been a waste of my existence. Aside from spreading the glory that is blogging, all I did was work. *voice drips with sarcasm* And oh how great that is...

Meh....I had intended for this post to be a bit more interesting than it turned out. It's bordering on boring I think. That may be because I feel rather braindead at the moment, or just because my thoughts are just plain bland. Either way, I believe I'll end it now before it gets any worse.

Everything cracks and fades away...the very ground we walk on is a graveyard of dreams.

My brilliance is unequivocal. Marvel. MUAHAHAHAHAHA...

Perhaps a passerby may be raising their eyebrows and scoffing at what is indeed, a very egotistical remark. They perhaps are even wondering why they should waste their precious (or not so precious) time marveling at my brilliance. I'll be even MORE egotisical and explain what makes my brilliance so unequivocal today.

I found food to make.

Oh sure, many of you are laughing your asses off. Indeed, perhaps you should. Perhaps not. But this is a true mark of my brilliance because the Brat and I thought we had nothing to eat in the house. The fridge, utterly empty aside from Coke, the cupboards barren of Ramen noodes and my beloved EasyMac, even the freezer lacked ice cream and microwave dinners.

Such a sad, sad story that is a true testament to 1.) Certain people in my house eat too much *glares in the direction of The Brat and The Beast 2.) That certain people don't know how to to go the grocery store 3.) that certain people don't know how to hand ME the money to go the grocery store and 4.) That my life sucks. (Heh).

But still, I wandered around glancing in the fridge and cupboards futily hoping for even a shred of something edible. Disappointment after disappointment. But then, at the last moment before I was about to sulk back to the computer, I discovered: 4 CANS OF POTATOS.

MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA.

Really, in reading that back to myself that sounds quite funny and really rather meager. But in reality, it was grounds for feasting. Little pepper, little butter, little making the Brat cook while I surf the net and VIOLA, feastage.

And now I can revel in the fact that I am full, and that I'm indeed brilliant for finding the food. Heh. Nevertheless, I'm off to go and get more.

Fast blogging is the key to mental stability

Tomorrow is Friday, and it's already dragging by at a tauntingly slow pace. Now, while I'm online, the slower time seems to go, the better. However, when I'm offline and at school, now THAT is Hell. Oh what a burning hell it is.....

But enough talk about me burning in the hell-like school.

I actually had energy today. Now, this wasn't bounce-off-the-walls-in-excited-energetic-glee-while-bounding-all-over-the-place-just-because-OHMIGAWD (*shudder*)-I-can. It was more like, I was able to space off into Darkland and get my work done all at the same time. How very, very odd. This isn't particularly relevant information, but I'm sharing it nonetheless.

In other "news"....

I FOUND A BEST BUY NEAR ME.

The ephiphanal (that MUST be misspelled) moment I had was so epic, I had to take a couple minutes to recover afterwords. This means that I can drive myself to get those gloriously low priced DVD without having to spend three hours staring at a map that I know won't help me one bit. Indeed, my main focus is now on getting a few more box sets so I can lock myself up in my room doing nothing but watching my favorite cancelled TV shows. Meheheheh...that is about as close to bliss that one such as myself will ever get.

And oh how glorious it is.

Hitting the mental mute button to shut up the voices in my head

Where oh where to begin? Hmmm...such an uncharacterisic amount of unusual things happened to me today, granted most of which were expected, at least to some degree. I shall start out with Thing the First:

1.) I went on a field trip today.-To some, this may not seem like an unusual endeavor. However when one hasn't had a field trip in their entire high school experience, some note should probably be taken. We went to the Courthouse and got to view a couple of drug trials, and most interestingly, a murder trial (It was nearly impossible to repress a sadistic grin when they showed the pictures of the bodies). All in all, not too bad.
2.) I witnessed people in my class eating bugs from the local museam shop. WHY they felt the need to dare each other simulatainiously is completely beyond me. Larvae and crickets is what I believe was on their menu. Heh. Certainly wasn't on mine though...
3.) I didn't wear any chains today. Sure, I nearly twitched with annoyance at the lack of them, but I felt it wasn't worth the uproar that would ensue at the courthouse metal detectors.
4.) On the busride home, I actually FORGOT that I was actually on a field trip. I could remember where I was at all...merely being driven from one place to another. Call it a massive case of me zoning out into that ever darker place in my head.
5.) I had one of the best naps I think I've ever had in my car care class, dispite the sounds of tools, cars reving, and doors slamming. Weird.

Anyway, yeah, that pretty much summed up my day in one all-inclusive nutshell. Right now, I think I'm going to do some quick last minute things online before going off to deal with all the laundary I need to do. *grumbles* It's either that or wear colors tomorrow...in clothes that wouldn't even be mine...yes...I think I'll just do the damned laundary....

If you forget someone's name, don't worry, they probably never even knew YOUR name in the first place

Another day in which I skipped school.

MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA................

Really, this is becoming quite the bad habit. Pretty soon, school officials are going to start stalking me and demanding to know why I don't come forth to the halls of Scholarly Hell on a regular basis. My answer would be quite simple though:

I didn't feel like going.

They really can't stop me. I have all excused absences (in that sense, my parents rock). And it's one of the few moments in which living on a farm *cringe* works to my advantage. But yeah....I think that they're going to get suspicious no matter what you say or do if you miss 40 days a semster like I did sophmore year. Ahhh...those were the days.

And now I feel old in all my Seniorness.

I bought the first volume of the Teen Titans DVD's today as well as the 3rd volume of Invader Zim. Why they must come in volumes is entirely beyond me. It seems like such a blatant leech for money that is almost not worth purchasing. Only my diehard fanatasicm about the TV shows I watch keep me reaching into my usually empty wallet.

Heh.

I have a field trip tomorrow. First one in all the time I've been in High School. We're going to visit a jail, which should provide quite a bit of amusement. What really amused me though, was the little speech my criminal justice teacher gave me in front of the entire class about how I shouldn't wear my chains as they will set off the metal detectors.

Really, it was one of those moments where I broke from my usual apathy and plastared the most evil grin I could possibly muster.

I'll forego the chains, if only to make things easier on myself, but now of course, I must look like I just walked out of Hell itself. Heh.......field trips kick ass.....

Freezing the world, one glare at a time

I haven't blogged in a couple of days. The reason for such.....delay..has been due to the fact that my computer is being a discrimminatory asshole. Yes, that's right.

Firstly, only on my account will it take forever to load programs and crash at any given moment. Indeed, I feel as if I've been cursed.

More so than before at least...

In any case, I couldn't get to blogger. But moving on....

I've no desire to go to school tomorrow. Ugh. Mondays are a hell unto themselves. Actually, I have already resigned myself to the fact that I somehow must manage to stay home. Not an impossible task, but certainly will take some wheedling on my part.

Heh. I suddenly just got rather tired. Most annoying. I do however, refuse to sleep until I've worn out my usual venues of Internet Lurkage. Which if I calculate correctly (and I do), will only take me four hours or so. *evil grin* It's things like these that attribute to my nearly obbessive insomnia. Oh well. Besides...

You'd be amazed at the humorous hallucenations one can have when they haven't slept in six days.

I suppose all this is really rather irrelevant. Actually, in quickly scanning over what I just wrote, I've come to the conclusion that this is one of my most monotonous and boring blog posts to date. Bear with me and perhaps amusement will come at a later date.

If not, I couldn't care less, and won't even know you exist in the first place.

And with that, I'm off to lurk the Internet and ponder why this blog post turned out so mundane as it did...

Vengance is merely a tool of the inner sadist.

And so the Dark One (yes, that is me if you're so dense as to have to wonder) was forced to go back to the hellish monotony and pointlessness that is High School.

Damn. I had such a lovely obscene record going.

It was during today's hellish educational experience that I came to realize the profound immaturity that plauges my school. Oh, I am not one to be naive, as I know immaturity runs rampant through the halls, but it seems to have gotten worse. One situation in particular comes to mind:

On the way home, I was sitting in my usual seat in the bus (heh, why pay $90 a semester just to park?) when an 8th grader leans over and firsts asks me about the keys on my straightjacket. More specifically it was "How can you unlock yourself if the keys are on the lock?" Um, why would I seriously LOCK myself in my jacket? It's not really ment for that you moron.

But no, it didn't stop there. Instead, it spiraled into something that could have been potentially...shall I say....violent....on my part had I been closer. As I was standing up to leave....

The little fuck pulled my hair.

WHAT KIND OF AN IMMATURE THING IS THAT TO DO?!?!??!

Indeed, I was not pleased. She cowered while I swore quite profusely at her and at the entire bus causing quite the scene. An ass kicking would have been in immediate order had she been within my range of reflex.

Alas, I shall have to wait until tomorrow to bestow the rest of my wrath.

But it is those kind of things that makes me truly wonder as to the mentality of the younger end of today's youth. Hopefully, none of this will carry on into the future or we'll all be damned.

Heh...as if we all weren't already.

Home from school today. MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA.....

One of the few advantages to being sick it seems is that glorious day or two that one can generally get off of school. However, it retrospect, this was probably one of the worst weeks to do so. I've got a mock trail in my criminal justice class where I'm a witness (A cornoner...which is a funny story in and of itself which I'll talk about later) that if I miss too much I end up with a really difficult alternatiave assignment.

Stupid bastard.

Heh. Now then, on to me being a "Cornoner". Indeed, it seems such a fitting occupation for one such as myself (though in reality, I would never be one...too much school). But the humerous story behind it is this:

The teacher was calling on students to raise their hands for the character in the mock trial they wanted (Judge, lawyers, other witnesses etc.), when he came to the position of the Witness Coroner. I raised my hand...no one else did...and just as I was doing that...EVERYONE looked at me, and the teacher just gave me this smirking that-is-your-destined-position look and nodded.

I thought it was funny anyway.

Most likely, I'll blog more this evening and say something a little more noteworthy. This one is rather pathetic. But for now, the world will just have to deal with the vauge mediocrity of this post and move on.

Hearing laughter sucks, it's just a reminder of just how much ingorance there is in the world.

I admit, I haven't updated in oh....a couple days. However I feel like absolute shit so any apologies and regrets are completely forgone.

Yeah, I'm sick again.

This is starting to get rather annoying, my being sick. Even more annoying, is having to take those vile little pills again WHICH AREN'T HELPING. *grumble* No, I feel worse than I did before I started with them. Lovely. Excuse me while I continue my rant:

Why is it that I always get sick on the weekends? Is there some reason the universe must mock me so much as to ruin my weekends and deprive me of those glorious sick days from school? Heh. How rude.

Oh well.

I'm really only online right now because fucking hell, my head hurts and I can't bring myself to do anything else but crawl (and you have no idea how literal that was....heheh...) to the computer and revel in the glory that is the Internet. But for the sake of not making this into an overly whiney post by someone who actually hates to complain, I'll move on....

Andromeda, I HAIL YOU.

No show, aside from Buffy, Birds of Prey, and Dark Angel has recieved such extensive hailing on my part. Indeed, it's an obbession on epic proportions. Of course, I'm only saying this because the new season started on my station last week. Plus, there aren't many things left to watch on TV.

When I say that everything is going to crash and burn because everything always does, I wasn't kidding. Heh. It was nearly prophetic.

Meh. I'm done now as I think that I've expended whatever energy I had actually getting here. Now the dillema rests in how I am going to get to the fridge to get the Coke I've been craving for the last six hours....

NOTICE: All closets are officially off-limits until the avalanche issue has been delt with

I am so tired. I could fall asleep right now.

For the past hour, I have done absolutely nothing but sit in front of the keyboard and yawn....and yawn...and yawn...and yawn...It's like Yawnfest 2004.

Yawnfest 2004?

Yes, I really must be tired to come up with something that overwhelmingly tackey.

Heh.

An interesting, and sadistically amusing thing happened into my Car Care class today....some idiot actually crashed the donated van we were working on. Heh. A whole side ripped into by an entirely too sharp turn into the garage.

It was one of those very rare occassions where I've had a laughing attack that was nearly unbearable in severity. And at school no less.

Perhaps that is what took all the energy out of me. Little thieves.

*blink* Who exactly those "thieves" are, I haven't actually decided. You see, my coherency is fading with every moment that passes by. Which would be the reason that I'm typing this at a lightening fast speed before my ability to speak eloquently at all abandons me.

No, I'll "crash" at the keyboard before I allow that to happen.

As such, I'm becoming dangerously close to reaching that point. It is now that I shall now sign off and make a pillow out of the space bar.

Never piss off the staircase as it may attack you in vengance.

Had the rest of my senior pictures today.

My what an interesting experience.....

I shall say firstly that I point blank declined any act of cheerfulness on my part. My subtle, yet strangely straightforward dark mannerisms seemed to-humerously enough-catch the photographer offguard. MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA...It's nice to know that I can still shock some people.

Why I needed to have my picture taken 30 different ways though, was utterly beyond me. Yes, beyond ME. That in and of itself is one of those astounding things unless one is referring to math. And since we aren't....

Be astounded.

But at least they look like they turned out okay. No cheerfulness, no let-me-die-of-my-overwhelming-joy-because-OHMIGAWD,-I'm-having-my-senior-pictures-taken.

The Brat has taken to annoying me right now. As of this moment she stands plastered near the doorway begging me for something. I bid her leave. Yes...LEAVE. NOW. Muahahahahahaa.....I should poke her with a caddle prod.

Pity I don't have one.

Just another fly splattered on the proverbial windshield that is life.

For some reason, any creativeness that I usually have seems to have completely left me this evening. How odd. My mind really does feel like a blank void of nothingness.

That's me, Zombie.

Today was one of those uneventful, yet eventful days. Confused?

Yeah, you and me both.

Though it sounds somewhat quaint, I had to pick pumpkins today. Now, much to my amusement at the time, my brother and his friend were enlisted to help in the always annoying endeavor. It is here that I learned three things:

1.) My brother's friend has the working capacity of a weak three year old girl.
2.) Brother's (and sisters for that matter) are highly overrated and as such, shouldn't even exist.
3.) I loathe orange more than I previously thought possible.

Which brings me to my next topic: Halloween.

I never understood the concept of Trick or Treating. Indeed, free candy is enticing, but why would anyone want to reward some little cretins that disrupt the peace and fake tranquilty of the neighborhood? Heh. Let them all burn...yes..BURN..

Someone asked me what I was going to dress up as. My response:

Myself. I'm scarey enough just the way I am.

That isn't to imply of course, that I don't like the idea of being scarey, it merely means that I can't really be much more frightening than I already am. Unless of course I decided to go into full Resident Evil garb, and that require more effort than I could amass in a lifetime.

And why waste that ever elusive effort on that, when I can just blog instead?

MUAHAHAHAHAHA...

Time is the constant mocking reminder that if fact, you're still here.

I. Hate. Rain.

I. Hate. Football.

I Hate. Everything right now. Mehehhehheheh.

Just to be all inclusive of course.

Well, I got dragged to the Homecoming football game tonight. First, it was boring as all hell. Second, IT WAS POURING THE ENTIRE TIME. I am soaking wet. Freezing in fact. Now then, there is nothing wrong with being cold, but it absolutely sucks being soaking wet.

Damn water.

I should probably post something more, but I really don't have the energy. But I, of course, had to make sure that the pointlessness of tonight be made clear in my blog.

And now that it has, I shall now proceed to sleep at the keyboard and pretend I've never heard of rain.