Myspace

So it's been about a week since I started this little blog and no one has made comments and as I've looked at other people blogs I notice no one makes comments on their's either. I think this is because everyone else is on myspace (or maybe xanga, but idk about that).

Now I don't have a myspace page, loser ik, but I feel like myspace is like Abercrombie and Fitch. See abercrombie has good stuff, expensive but good. Except the only things I have from there r a couple of shirts I got for x-mas or my birthday or whatever, I would never actually shop there.

Here's the reason, I use blogger and I shop at Holllister, but I would never use myspace or shop at abercrombie becuz if I did ik I would feel like a complete sell-out to the whole conformity of trying to be like those cool assholes at school but not really being one of them. Now I'm not saying a little conformity is bad, but when u try to be a full-out preppy jock, it's a sad day indeed.

Highschool

So highschool orientation is over, it was kinda boring but whatever. I'm pretty excited for highschool, cuz everything in middle school seemed so pointless, like preparation for highschool, and now we're finally there.

Although I am worried about getting lost and being late, but I think I'll be ok. But the one thing that does worry me...lockers. My friends and I apparently moved into a senior wing (so says my sister)...great. U know it would be just my luck to get stuck inbetween two huge seniors with anger management issues. Ofcourse the row of lockers that my friends took has a broken locker so I have to be down the hall from them, alone.

Highschool is either gonna suck, or be awesome, but i don't know yet.

Comments

For the love of god people, leave comments.

Jokes

I gotta make better jokes, none of my friends get them.

Cry=Sexy?

One thing about me is that I don't cry, often. The only times I have cried in the past 2 years was twice, when I was reading books. Yeah i know, of all the news stories that i hear, the movies and tv shows that tug at your heartstrings, I cry over books...wow. But it was only twice, and I don't plan on it happening again, cuz I'm proud I don't cry, they say it's ok for men to cry, but it's not.

I mean is George Clooney the sexiest man alive cuz he cries...i don't think so. ( and I only know that cuz my sister subscribes to people). You don't hear women going...

"Damn girl, that man can cry, I just wanna do him right now."
" I know, I wish I could get my man to cry."

No you don't hear women saying that, so it's not ok for men to cry and I don't cry, at least not anymore, so...ya.

Honesty

I've realized that I will probably be more honest on this blog than I am with my friends or my family. I think this is because you who are reading this can only judge me through a computer screen so if u don't like me, I can say f*** you.

I just realized that one of the funniest guys on earth, Stephen Colbert, wrote a book. He's hysterical, I litteraly laugh evertime I see his show, and considering how often I laugh, that's an accomplishment.

He should seriously be first in the hour on Comedy central because The Colbert Report is much funnier than The Daily Show With Jon Stewart.

Well, this is my first blog and it's really new to me. I mean i don't write you-tube comments or anything. I have no idea if anybody's gonna read this or even if they're gonna care, but we'll see.

I'm just a broing guy with nothing to say who got bored, but i'd appreciate any comments or whatever to what i have to say.