Long days make everybody happy!....Right?

Hey everybody! Ever have such a long day that you literally just want to drop on the floor and pass out so long that you start to grow a beard? Welcome to the club! Seriously, I just had one of those days where I couldn't accomplish a single thing without taking 10 breaks, occasionaly getting on Facebook and posting about my lack of concentration. I was supposed to be making a power point presentation about rock formation. Yeah, the most fun thing ever! (If you couldn't tell that was sarcasm, I suggest immediate help). So, I'm working and working and working. I finish up after about 2 hours. I just stare at my screen with pure joy. MY TITLE SLIDE WAS DONE! I do admit that it probably wasn't the greatest idea ever to slam my head against the keyboard a couple hundred times. I probably should have stopped after the 237th time..that's when I started seeing unicorns. (I named one Franklin)

Time management is always a hard skill to work with because, honestly, who wants to spend 2-5 hours a day writing about how rocks were formed, and why they are important to plant life in the lower 48 States. I MEAN C'MON, DO I HONESTLY NEED TO KNOW THIS CRAP IN ORDER TO GRADUATE?! (See previous post on the uselessness of school after 8th grade). Anyway, these past couple of days have been harsh on me. I've been stressed with school, looking for a laptop, and getting ready for baseball. I think that every 5th Monday of the month should be mental health day. A day where we can all sit back and just chill the hell out (Notice that oxymoron?). It would be mostly intended for crazy businessmen and high school students. Everyone else has to do at least 5 hours of community service (hey, it's a day off from your regular schedule, don't complain). If we could all just get that one day a month, life would be so much better! There would be no poverty, world hunger, war or mass flooding! Okay, maybe that's a stretch but still! It would help big time.
So, with all of this new information still settling into your mind, I hope you guys have a great weekend! Bye Everybody!

The useless-ness of almost everything!

Hi everybody! I was bored earlier and I got to thinking about the useless-ness of just about everything. I mean school (in my opinion) after the 8th grade is pretty much useless, and here are the valid reasons why. History: they're all dead. English: not needed after the 8th grade. Science: it's called Googling  $#!% you don't know. Music: Youtube and Vevo, 'nuff said. Health: WE HAVE DOCTORS FOR A REASON. P.E: it's called the Wii. Math: I know how to read the value meal at Wendy's (remember, you've already learned enough words through 8th grade to help you read it).

I know there are a lot of people who think school is pretty useful, but since teenagers need 9.5 hours of sleep a night, education is taking an effect on health! That would make such a great excuse. "Sorry, Mr/Mrs. Random, I got sick from your teaching". Imagine that conversation! But, I guess everyone has their own opinions, and not everyone agrees with me. ISN'T THAT WEIRD!? You gotta think though, if school isn't greatly needed, what is? I'll leave that hard thinking for you guys. I'm just the guy who writes funny stuff and sells you tacos and spaghetti out of my van...SPEAKING OF WHICH...two for one deal from Jake's tacos! Contract one disease from any item .55 cents or more and get a free flu shot that looks somewhat like water and salt.

Another thing I was pondering today, is the age old question, WHY IN GOD'S NAME DID THE EFFING CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD?! Well, here are some great answers from famous people:
Aristotle: To actualize its potential.
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken nature.
The Dead Sea Scrolls: And God came down from the heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the Chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.  
Darwin: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically predisposed to cross roads
Grandpa: In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken had crossed the road, and that was good enough for us. 
Jack Nicholson: 'Cause it ***** wanted to. That's the ****** reason.


Well, I guess it's time to head on out, Byee! =) OH! REAL QUICK, Thank you to my aawwweessoommmeee friend Lily for making my epic header.