Thursday, April 30, 2009

Sexualities and Small Children.

Whoa, thats a contrast!


Anyway, onto the point;

I hate it when a famous person comes out and says they're gay/bisexual and then thats all people ever pay attention to. Not the person's talent, personality; no. We all have to focus on their sexuality!

Well, what I say to that;


Why must we care?


Remember Freddy Mercury? The lead singer of Queen and probably one of the best vocalists, yeah; he was gay. Was that what people focused on? Well maybe some, but the majority of Queen fans focused on HIM as a person. They put the fact that he was gay aside and focused on what was important; his talent and abilities.

Or Ellen Degeneres; she married a woman; does that affect her ability to entertain? No. Hell, I still laugh at her show; she's funny. Do people care if she's gay? Maybe the Republicans, but I know I don't.

Lets just put being gay/bisexual aside and focus on the person and what they do or their personality, not their orientation.



Next, small children... and wild animals.

I hate children and I'm a better parent than some people out there, sad.

I was reading FHOTD's blog and it read:

"We have to show the horse being ponied off a quad, lying down on command (well, I don't think the rolling part that followed was part of the command), being led around with a tiny helmetless infant on his back, and---"


...What?

See this is why I hate stupid people. You DO NOT, I repeat YOU DO NOT put a toddler/infant on a horses back with NO HELMET. You listen to me; horses are unpredictable at times. The smallest thing could trigger them off (large vehicles driving by, sudden movements etc) and when a horse spooks they back away suddenly, rear, or just go ballistic. And when a horse is going ballistic, the last place you want to be is on the back of the spazzy horse. If a horse can send an adult flying, imagine what they could do with a baby/toddler. I'm not saying that horses are dangerous, but they can be at times. Thats 5000 lbs of muscle and hooves; and if something does spook a horse with an infant on its back, that infant will GET HURT. I don't care if your leading the horse! I hate to say this but there's a 1-5 chance that you won't be able to save your kid if your up front and its on the spazzing horse. And all horses are different, and they may react differently to different things but you never know.


And having the kid helmetless? All I have to say to that is this:


Tuesday, April 28, 2009

School Update! =D

Its day 171, and I've come to realize that this school and its airheaded students are the reason for my bitter attitude. Vollysluts block my locker, it pisses me off, yet they want to be friends, they are obviously retarded.
Or that creepy Douchy McDouchebag; Tim. NO I do not want a motherfuckin' hug.
Nah, lets talk about Danica (or is it Bianca? Oh well they all look the same) and Scott who just have to make it public that their hormones are all jacked up. They have had PDA's in the consession line up, in the hall, and just about anywhere where they can get they're filthy little paws on each other. Hey, you horny motherfuckers; that ain't love! You want love? My parents; strong for 20 years. You guys call each other "babe" and "hunni"... my parents call each other Lorraine and Mike. Pet names don't mean you love each other... it means you guys are trying too hard. Fuck!
I feel like a retard magnet. Wherever I go, I have dumbasses following behind. I try to be alone but they think I just looove attention.
Well you know what?
FUCK YOU.
Yeah; who wants the attention now, bitch?!
On the bus? Gr. 7 boys who laugh like little girls whilst wearing the "I'M A DOUCHY WHITE BOI!!" hat while standing there at the bus stop looking all badass and shit.
One time, they were going to miss the bus.
I smiled.
They got to the bus stop then the bus drove awau.
I grinned.
They slipped on ice.
I laughed.
One of them goes unconcious.
I laugh harder.
I used to be the only kid who knew about the 60 bus. then those brats who don't know shit about shit discovered this bus existed and they decide to ride it... Its weird, the bus travels to Millwoods, they all live in Millbourne... Huh, weird.
And then, wherever I sit down... they sit down right next to me and I can't get a moment of fucking quiet!
What bothers me even more? Everyone at my school think they're hot shit. Especially the asians. Now before you go all batshit on me, I do not hate the asian race. No, that's not what I hate. I hate the people who think that because they're asian, they're better than everyone else. Well guess what I say to that;
Kiss my whiskey lovin, short tempered, greenwhite&orange GERMAN ASS.
Hm, glad I could be of assistance! Just because your asian, does NOT mean your fucking Jesus.
And so what if I'm unpleasent? So WHAT if I'm unhappy? I like it that way! Makes my personality more... colorful =D
Fuck the people who want to spark up a conversation with me. Because I'm not your friend, and I never will be, so shut the hell up.
And fuck Zoe. Uh huh. Your not funny, your not unique and your not a lesbian! Stop fucking acting like one. You'll still have those tits, and you'll still get your time of the month rather you like it or not. YOUR NOT A LESBIAN. So screw you up the ass with a 10 ft pole.

Live. Laugh. FUCK OFF.

Monday, April 27, 2009

I Will Not Last Through The Winter!!


Its spring, but it still snows.




I hate fat kids. Yeah, fuck you; I said it! I fucking hate fat kids. But you know what I hate more? The dumbasses who give their son, Fatty McFatfuck money to go to the vending machines and buy a shitload of junkfood!
Oh, and WHO do we blame for child obescity?

THE PRODUCTS PUT IN THE VENDING MACHINE.

Ah yes it must be Coca Cola's fault for child obescity because of all the sugar and fat put into the drink! Oh yeah, totally.
Don't be stupid. Did Coca Cola, Lays or Wonka give that fatty money to go and buy this food? NO. It was the dumb parents who don't realize that by giving they're kid money to buy unhealthy food, they're slowly killing them. People aren't supposed to have blood clots and heart attacks at age 13!
So don't blame the products the kids buy, blame the dumb parents who give their kids money to buy this junkfood that will sooner or later give not-so-little Timmy a fucking heart attack at age 14!

Monday, April 20, 2009

You Might as Well MultiGrain my White Bread Ass!

...It took me 2 hours to think that one up.


I can take diet pop, I can take sugar free candy (diabetics want to eat it too, understandable) but this is just wrong....

Multigrain Kraft Dinner

Multigrain noodles

Multigrain cookies

Multigrain bread

Multigrain chips (yeah, I know... What the fuckin' fuck).

Multigrain pizza

Multigrain this, that and other!

THE ONLY DAMN THING THAT ACTUALLY SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO BE WHOLE WHEAT IS BREAD.
Whole Wheat Maccerroni? That's right... rob the fun out of being a kid... make everything healthy.... How do you sleep at night?

"Its good and good for you!" No its not! Feels like I'm eating ants when I feel the little iddy bitty pieces of wheat going against my tongue and teeth. Its like when they put maccerroni in ham... Its just not working.
It doesn't fuckin matter if its healthy! I WANT REGULAR FOOD PLEASE!

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Why is She Even HERE?!?


If I have my right to freedom of speech, no one's gonna shut me up.


Octomommy. Yeah, you know her. The nutcase bitch who has like 8 or 100,000 kids. Don't ask me why everyone cares about her, because I seriously don't know. At first I thought it would die off, and she'd only be mentioned in one article of gazillions of magazines... But no. The media bitches think people actually care what happens to her.

I can see why we follow around celebrities... but a crazed mom? Why? Seriously. WHY?!
Whats even worse? Haha, they're making a fucking SHOW about her. A show. About a woman with eight kids. Here's a quote from crazy lady herself:
"Yes, it is official. I'm going to be doing a show, but it's not a reality show. What I'm doing with this TV show is basically creating documentaries about the lives of my children. It's going to be an ongoing thing, and it will follow them from now until they are 18. It's being done by Eyeworks; they're in the UK. It will air in the UK and then we'll see if the US is interested."
You've got to be kidding me. I'm dumbfounded! What is so bloody interesting about a greedy, single, mentally ill woman with eight kids? I'm more interested in a parrot who can sing classic showtunes. I bet you, somewhere out there, there is a woman who has had octuplets; where the hell is their T.V show? Huh?! WHERE?!
Oh, but lets not forget! She looks like Angelina Jolie! Oh, well then she MUST be interesting... riiiiiight?
This is worse than the celebrity baby picture... where magazines pay celebutards zillions of dollars for exclusive baby pictures of they're new born kids.
Yeah, this is worse.
Why? Millions of women are single and unable to take care of kids but have kids anyway. Millions of people have mental illnesses. Millions of mothers give birth to twins, triplets, quadruplets WHATEVER. Again, where the hell is their TV show? Oh yeah, I forgot; they're not interesting.
What do I want to see on my city's news station every morning? I want to see traffic reports, I want to see if there's a crazed poedophile on the loose, I want to see if I should be expecting unsettling weather, I want to see updates on the pirates in Samalia... Not a crazed, pyscho mother.
[by the way, celebutards is a term used by the wonderful Denis Leary]
Live. Laugh. FUCK OFF.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Accept it.

Define "real" music for me.

Of course, many people, when asked that question, will come up with different musicians who they think are "real" music. Weither it'd be Led Zepplin, Jonas Brothers, The Sex Pistols, Kanye West... whatever! No matter who you ask, you'll always get a different answer.

Does that means there's no definition? Think about it.

People always have that band that they love and "worship" because of their music. I'm talking about having that favorite musician that writes lyrics that speak to you, that you can understand and that you just... love. Others may not feel the same about the band you like, so they have theirs. How do I explain this more clearer?

Personally, I'm not a fan of The Jonas Brothers, but some girls are. Do I bash them for it? Of course not. They love The Jonas Brothers and there's nothing I can do about it, sure I may not like their music but not everything has to come to your approval. So the majority of the teen population likes Top 40's music... does that mean that they're following the crowd? No. Maybe they like that music, maybe they love to dance to it, sing to it whatever. They like it and that doesn't give you the right to put them down for it. Hey, I'm all for free speech, and you can say whatever you like about whatever singer/band. You're allowed. But its not ok to put people down for what their music taste is. We all have a different definition to what "real music" is. Some kids like rock, some like pop. Some kids like jazz, whilst others like punk. Its all a matter of opinion. So yeah, you can hate whatever band/singer you want, your allowed. Just don't be a pompus, snobby jackass and go and tell people that what they listen to is wrong and what you listen to is right. Not only is that nazi mentality, but its arrogant and makes you look stupid.

To me, there's no such thing as "bad music". But there is such thing as music I don't like.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Underaged=Stupidity?

Fuck no.

Just because I'm under the age of 18 doesn't make me stupid.
Yes, I hate my teacher though. Not all of them, just her.
She is an intimidating, unbearable, pyscho. I cannot STAND to be apart of her class! Here's why:

We had to write an essay on discrimination in L.A and I handed mine in. She said she didn't get it, so I had to redo it at lunchtime. No biggie. Then we got a progress report and it said I was missing that assignment. I told her I redid it at lunchtime under HER supervision and handed it in to her, but no; apparently I was wrong, because she said I never handed it in. I am now missing 15% of my mark, even though I VIVIDLY remember handing it to her that lunchtime. She was trying to convince me I was wrong and I never handed it in, then she got into this big lecture, and I quote, "how you should stop drawing and start doing my work FOR ONCE." For once? Listen woman, I did your work already! I tried being your #1 student but if your gonna be unfair about it, no more Miss. Nice girl.
Sure, there ARE assignments I never handed in, and those assignments she wants me to do; ok, I will. But I'm not allowed to do them at home. I have to do them at lunchtime so she can watch me. Look lady I'm doing your work, what more do you want? A fucking footrub? Ew, no.






Think she would respect me more if I was on the volleyball team?

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'Ello =D I am Emily. I am a A.D.D spazz. Complaining about nothing, and jumping from subject to subject. My top 5 fave things are Green Day, Horses, Drawing, Cheeseburgers, and Soda. And I rant WAY too much! =D