I bet a lot of you thought I could only get angry, annoyed, or *face-palm*, about modern day music. If you thought that you were wrong. (P.S. yes I do still mean to dis a lot of music from since '08.)
I know I haven't posted in a while and to that I have an excuse. Lately I've been very busy, Choir and band concerts both constantly happening (did I mention the thingy I have for both on Thursday), as well I have been getting very much annoyed with things: first-I got to school with disrespectful imbeciles who say rude and dumb things, second: the split between the two bands in my school is finally coming to an end, but I still hold the grudge against its existence as it travels straight to H3II (spelled that way as a censor), third: I've been trying to download a game and after a week, its only downloaded once only have to be downloaded again, forth-the end: reasons I'm not gonna nag about.
But I intend to return to doing things like normal soon, when I stop coming home tired.
20 May 2014
10 May 2014
Days Over Due
(Before I begin I would like to state for future notice that there is only a small few people who know my IRL identity, all but one of which knows who I am IRL due to carelessness on my behalf on defending my secret)
Today I intend to put to rest the arguments of those of you who are skeptical as to the existence of my psychic ability or psychics in general. In my school (because I guess now it's know that I'm still in school) you can't really escape reading Romeo and Juliet, unless something serious happens but I can bet you'd have to make up for it. With that of course Thursday Fate (or destiny, whatever you call that force) played her hand once more at me, as an idea my literature (because I like calling some of my classes by their fancier names) teacher decides to have us read Romeo and Juliet in the modern English text. So as a joke I start thinking, wouldn't it be funny if I read Romeo's lines and a girl I like (because I have English with most of my friends) read Juliet's lines. So here we are as he's deciding who's going to read what lines for Scene 3 of Act 3 (or 4 I can't really remember currently), she volunteered to read Juliet's lines (at this time I had my hand my hand raised under my desk as a small joke), then when he goes to pick who to read Romeo's lines, I just sat there in my desk starring at him (I'd like to note that my body, more so since I learned my one friend told the girl I like that I liked her, has a tendency to do things without my mind and self knowing) and after he looks at the guys in my class for a while (small class, about 5 guys, about 9 girls) he chose me to read the lines. And for those of you who don't know the scene had romantic lines in it. Still though here I am losing my sanity more and more by the week, and now here I am wondering whether or not to keep running or believe some of the latest events to be signs from God (or what ever religious figure you use for this stuff) and that I should turn around and face my long evaded opponent(s). It's all a lot of things I never really pictured myself doing.
Anymore I pray you (my US viewers) aren't people who know me IRL, you make me worry about what I say anymore.
Today I intend to put to rest the arguments of those of you who are skeptical as to the existence of my psychic ability or psychics in general. In my school (because I guess now it's know that I'm still in school) you can't really escape reading Romeo and Juliet, unless something serious happens but I can bet you'd have to make up for it. With that of course Thursday Fate (or destiny, whatever you call that force) played her hand once more at me, as an idea my literature (because I like calling some of my classes by their fancier names) teacher decides to have us read Romeo and Juliet in the modern English text. So as a joke I start thinking, wouldn't it be funny if I read Romeo's lines and a girl I like (because I have English with most of my friends) read Juliet's lines. So here we are as he's deciding who's going to read what lines for Scene 3 of Act 3 (or 4 I can't really remember currently), she volunteered to read Juliet's lines (at this time I had my hand my hand raised under my desk as a small joke), then when he goes to pick who to read Romeo's lines, I just sat there in my desk starring at him (I'd like to note that my body, more so since I learned my one friend told the girl I like that I liked her, has a tendency to do things without my mind and self knowing) and after he looks at the guys in my class for a while (small class, about 5 guys, about 9 girls) he chose me to read the lines. And for those of you who don't know the scene had romantic lines in it. Still though here I am losing my sanity more and more by the week, and now here I am wondering whether or not to keep running or believe some of the latest events to be signs from God (or what ever religious figure you use for this stuff) and that I should turn around and face my long evaded opponent(s). It's all a lot of things I never really pictured myself doing.
Anymore I pray you (my US viewers) aren't people who know me IRL, you make me worry about what I say anymore.
02 May 2014
Pessimist or Optimist
It occurred to me not too long ago, like about less than an hour ago, that I may have been being a bit of a pessimist lately. So yes I do realize that I have been looking towards the downs sides of my life lately. So I thought that I should try reaching for the middle, because there's no way I'd reach the top.
Today and yesterday were busy days for me so sorry about how yesterday's post was and how some of the things I added to my blog are. Anyways, it's finally been a day of me wearing my new pair of glasses, so what better way to enjoy my better vision than by seeing the orchestra. It was really nice, not that I'd expect something bad from a Ohio band (seriously though, I'd hurt myself if I expected bad from a band in my birth state), but the seats were high up, looking at the ceiling really bugged me a bit and so did looking down at the orchestra. But it was wonderful, plus I have officially stereo-typed Italian restaurants, because due to how the Italian flag is, if you draw it (rotated by at least 90 degrees) and have the side be the longest part, it's the Hungarian flag, so any of you remember that if you're in an American Italian restaurant, it's not right without a Hungarian flag somewhere. To my defense on that I don't know what Italian restaurants are like in other countries and I had no intentions on offending any Italians or descendants of Italians, don't look at me about that Italian flag Hungarian flag part, look at the painters of the flags that are in the restaurants.
Now for me to be a pessimist. Um-teenth time I haven't been in a big photo. Plus once more I got to thinking about a well know subject here on my blog, to which I figure it will go on till my Junior year, ya my sad life.
Today and yesterday were busy days for me so sorry about how yesterday's post was and how some of the things I added to my blog are. Anyways, it's finally been a day of me wearing my new pair of glasses, so what better way to enjoy my better vision than by seeing the orchestra. It was really nice, not that I'd expect something bad from a Ohio band (seriously though, I'd hurt myself if I expected bad from a band in my birth state), but the seats were high up, looking at the ceiling really bugged me a bit and so did looking down at the orchestra. But it was wonderful, plus I have officially stereo-typed Italian restaurants, because due to how the Italian flag is, if you draw it (rotated by at least 90 degrees) and have the side be the longest part, it's the Hungarian flag, so any of you remember that if you're in an American Italian restaurant, it's not right without a Hungarian flag somewhere. To my defense on that I don't know what Italian restaurants are like in other countries and I had no intentions on offending any Italians or descendants of Italians, don't look at me about that Italian flag Hungarian flag part, look at the painters of the flags that are in the restaurants.
Now for me to be a pessimist. Um-teenth time I haven't been in a big photo. Plus once more I got to thinking about a well know subject here on my blog, to which I figure it will go on till my Junior year, ya my sad life.
01 May 2014
I One of Them
Before I type in the post for today, there's something I'd like to say. Every time I open this page to view my blog, I check to statistics of my blog, and I must say I thought when I started my blog that it wouldn't be as good, but here I am a few months later with my blog having more views than my Youtube channel and yesterday having a record 7 views in one day, shout out to those of you viewing my blog from the US and Germany, glad to see I get views from the countries of my ancestors, even though I live in the US.Thank you everybody.
Back to the point, its official as of today I am that one guy in my class. When the year started we had a good three guy who have never had a girlfriend, ironically I'm friends -sort of- with both of them, as time passed we traveled to today, where both now have girlfriends.Ya know how they say that it's lonely at the top, I bet it's no lonelier up there than it is down here. I'm though not going to go into loads of detail, but still, if only I had a heart, or if only I knew what exactly love felt like, this predicament would never have been possible. Hey life's life right, ya just gotta make the best of it. See everybody later.
Sincerely,
OffitInfinity
Back to the point, its official as of today I am that one guy in my class. When the year started we had a good three guy who have never had a girlfriend, ironically I'm friends -sort of- with both of them, as time passed we traveled to today, where both now have girlfriends.Ya know how they say that it's lonely at the top, I bet it's no lonelier up there than it is down here. I'm though not going to go into loads of detail, but still, if only I had a heart, or if only I knew what exactly love felt like, this predicament would never have been possible. Hey life's life right, ya just gotta make the best of it. See everybody later.
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