Ha, Now I don't gotta do shit tomorrow.

I am sitting in my 7th period M.A.P. class. And for those of you who are naive and uninformed, it is a class for people who do not do as well as you perfect children out there.

I figured, before I go to the computer lab tomorrow a dreadful hour of 8:10AM (to a 17 year old, yes it’s dreadful) I could get in some blog time, exactly what I would be doing tomorrow and allow me to finish what I started and not lose credit. Now wasn't that easy? If you tell us what we are doing in class tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day, we will be able to move along at a quicker place and not have to worry or be overwhelmed with class work, or at least that applies to me. :D

What I don't get, is that why can't we (the students, or just me if no one else is on board) move along, if we please, at a faster rate than others do? Sometimes I can get work done so fast I can be 4 weeks in with only working for a week on my own just like my freshman year Algebra 1 math class where I found myself to be a better teacher who did not blatantly accuse someone of lying who clearly did nothing (Mrs. King). I think it’s because teachers think we know and are capable of way less than we really are. And I will tell you something (Mr.Vora). We students, 100%, completely, are not STUPID as thought. No, I am not crying or pouting about this because I didn’t turn in my assignment ON MY BIRTHDAY sophomore year in my biology class, (Mr. O'Malley). Then again, I used to be a slacker, but in no way was I incompetent or incapable of completing a homework assignment on time or at all, even incapable of creating a good excuse as I was accused of both sophomore year (Mrs. Fairman). It was not that I couldn't do the work, or could not come up with a good excuse, in fact, I only used excuses mere 2 or 3 times and they were not as impractical as acclaimed...

I have seen myself grow since my freshman year, but in all fairness, what the hell is the matter with all these damn teachers who think they have SO MUCH to offer to me because they went to school already. And why do they think that they can tell me what to do and when to do it, the only way they can make anyone do exactly what they wanted is if they had a barrage of guns pointed at some poor kids head. I am no poor kid. I expect to be treated with manners, as much as you all think I am nowhere near what you all are. Well, news-@#*!ing-flash you are no better than me so stop treating me like it. I hope you all enjoy my blog as I tell you how I really feel about the first 3 years of my high school career.

Once again, I truly have been loud obnoxious and opinionated… again. Fair well.

My first blog experience...

Although blogging seems cool and may be a fun way to express ideas to the world, I feel as though in everything I do, I am forced to conform.

I am forced to do anything and everything I don't want to do with my time, to use my time to do those very things.

I did not create this blog because I wanted to express some unexpressed opinions with everybody else out there who I have no recollection of meeting and probably will never get to the point where I would have to recall something about you because I will guarantee to you all I will never meet you. Unless you unexpectedly show up at my house. And I wish you all good luck with that.

The thing I find interesting about blogging is the instant access everyone else has to my ideas, thoughts and ways of thinking. Just like in the movie "The Social Network" when Mark Zuckerberg is blogging while he creates that face mash website, blogging and programming at the same exact time it’s pretty damn cool. Blogging would be so much more interesting to me if I had the programming and computer skills to,

A. Go to Harvard

B. Make THE FACEBOOK and

C. Make myself want to go past just typing in a URL in the address bar of Google Chrome.

...But I don't have those skills, which makes my want and need to have a blog shrink down to an absolute minimum. This brings me back to conforming. I hate conforming, and while others may like a life of conformity, I do not. I do not want that structure... right now. I do not want have to be forced into doing something that my mind would not come up with on my own. And the fact that almost ALL kids in this "Great Country" have to be forced into that kind pisses me off. Because truthfully, there is nothing in the world but conformity.

Nation1 invades Nation2. Nation1 gave Nation2 an ultimatum, you either choose our religion, you adapt our food and culture, and you completely wipe out everything that has to do with your country because you belong to ours now... the other side was to rebel and successfully die instantly. You conform if you adapt and surrender, and if you rebel, you conform to non-conforming. Which in essence is conforming, just to the opposite of what the “norm” is, in other words, the opposite of what everyone is conforming to? There is no escape, and it straight up sucks a French toast. 

Pretty much, this world forces everyone to be the same as an opposite of others or the same. This ain’t fair at all. I want to do my own thing, but my own this is someone else’s thing, which means I too am conforming. The world isn't nice to me or anyone else who feels this way. If the world was compassionate and sympathetic, it would be a lot easier to dig into it because it too would be soft and gooey too. But it’s not, so the world sucks. End of story.

As my first post, I was truly loud, obnoxious and extremely opinionated. Peace out America.