Squirrels in my (Pants) on the Ground!

The telephone, the light bulb, the refrigerator, books, the wheel. What do these inventions common? They all affected mankind for the better, but not as much as pants. And now, I'll pay homage to Pants.

Squirrels in my Pants

The song Squirrels in my Pants is a hip hop story, telling of the incredible bond between a girl and her pants, and what happens when this line is crossed. As the Squirrels despicably enter the pants, the girl's body betrays her.

Ripped Pants

Ripped Pants tells a story of innocent pants, abused and torn by their abusive owner. When Spongebob takes advantage of his pants to "get the girl" and tear them to pieces, his pants go Hindu on him, and rip out his heart with claws of karma. He comes to realize that, in order to not end up a lonely reject under the sand, he must treat his pants with respect.

Pants on the Ground

Pants on the ground, Pants on the ground, Looking like a fool with your pants on the ground! With the gold in your mouth, hat turned sideways, pants hit the ground, you call yourself a cool cat

General Larry Platt, who fought alongside Martin Luther King Junior for rights, couldn't stop helping the world there. On the TV show American Idol, he reprimanded the modern style of sagging pants.

Jizz in my Pants

I won't like you, and neither will your pants. Control.

The bidding starts at $1.03...Coolside!

Not a very good picture quality, not a very good quality picture. But, I like it nonetheless. It's an octopus with an aura of psychedelia. Thank you, mandatory gym credit.

Bass Clarinet! It's better than sex! (I wouldn't actually know)

So, I have school tomorrow for the first time tomorrow after what seemed like years. But I'm fine with that. One thing that isn't so great is that I was practicing bass clarinet today. I was owning at it, too. But now I have to put it away, and I'm way too lazy to put it away. But yeah. I wrote a song or two too! I'm going to record and post them and all that fun stuff. But one has three parts, so I've yet to get them all aligned and perfect and that nonsense.

OH!

And I was thinking about my childhood and found it. The god of all chess computer games, Battle Chess. The pieces kill each other, like in Harry Potter.

Download it here

http://www.abandonia.com/en/downloadgame/308

The graphics might look horrible, BUT IT LOOKED SO COOL BACK IN THE DAY.

On a side note, last month today was Christmas.

No, you can't

Three words no one likes to hear-especially teenagers. (I think)

These words can either deflate a balloon, or pump so much air into it that it pops.
..and that's all I can muster.

So I guess I'll talk about what's been going down. Nine days ago I had my first ever high school exam, and that seemed like FOREVER ago. After that there was a weekend, and MLK day. Then two more exams (exempt from band exam!), and a glorious five day weekend. Today is day four of the weekend, and that's just swell. Tomorrow's gonna be a chill day, and Tuesday's school. Kind of excited and kind of not for that.

Bloooooo

OH

I really hate Disney bands/music and stuff like that (except Phineas and Ferb, that's what's up).
But for some reason I just LOVE this song.

Low Day - Capra

(Low Day is the song, just in case I did that wrong)

Fast Rap, Man

Wrong place, wrong time,
The scenery may be sublime,
Candy for you eye,
But there's pain in your mind,
In your heart, in your soul
The situation of old,
Was a sight to behold,
That blast from past,
Rocks your whole wide world.

You got the pain, but no gain,
It'll drive you insane
You fall from the stage,
You've got to move on,
You've got to move on,
Part of your heart lives there
But it feels so wrong
You're not one of them
You're just dirt on the gem
Brushed off, blown away,
What've you got to say?
No one will find out,
At least not today.

Wrong time, wrong place,
Too late to save face,
Too late to erase,
Your screaming disgrace,
The splendor, the tenor,
Of these four walls,
You've grown quite a bit, yet you feel so small
The ceiling comes down,
With a thundering sound,
Everything you aspired for, suddenly drowned,

What were you expecting, to forget your crime?
Well I got four words, wrong place, wrong time.

Fixed it.

My computer is fixed!

My computer has an auto-immune disorder?! Oh nose!

I don't even know how this happened. But right now my computer is frustrating me more than you. Yes, you.
Apparently I have 67 viruses, and my computer will crash, deteriorate, burn, hang itself, implode, explode, get the dementor's kiss, and slaughter the entire Uchiha Clan as well as the herons of the Serenes Forest if I don't download this Malware Protection. So I tried that, and all of a sudden there are naked women all over the desktop. (Undownloading and deleting.) That was a dumb move, but the anti-virus looked pretty legit. By the way, eighth graders who dress up like sluts at the movies aren't cool. Just saying.

Three virgins walk into a room. One walks out.

If I grew wings I'd jump off of something. I'd soar through the air and see everything below. I'd take a deep breath and swim through the air. I couldn't come down, everyone would say.
"Why does that person have wings?"
"He's a freak!"
"He's a victim!"
"He could be a weapon!"

If I had wings I'd sob. I'd miss every single person I know. Especially the ones I like. This is all pretty obvious though, and requires no critical thinking skills, so I don't know why I'm making you read it. But whatever.

Today I saw Sherlock Holmes! It was fantastic, just like the weather. The Beautiful, warm in January, reason I live here, NC weather. Very nice. I'd also like to say that the sky seemed perfect, like the water at Cayman Island. Much better than the last week.

Personally, I Prefer the Air.

When your eyes water

My heart aches

When your fist trembles

My heart breaks

Because I feel your pain

Our sobs coincide

You drive me insane

But I can’t get off the ride

I see you red in the face

You don’t say what’s wrong

And I can’t face

Your sad face very long

Your tears are rocks

Pelting me from above

But I love this pain

Because this pain is my love

Time Flies

How does a forty-five minute study session turn into ninety minutes of studying, and epic chess match, and dinner, complete with discussion?

Well, I'm not complaining.
I have to say, chess is the greatest game known to man. It's close to fire emblem, but fire emblem is a lot like chess anyway.

Math test tomorrow! woo?

My mind is fried.

So, the holiday break is almost over. This is sad news, like when marching band was ending. I want to end this as well as I can, but I also need to get work done. When I go back to school, I will most likely not have the ability to use a pencil. Even my blog posts are sucking. Sooooo.

Happy New Year!
Yes, it is a new decade.
And listen to some Marvin Gaye, he's the man.

Wow. well that was uncalled for

Hey. You know how you have that friend who thinks stupid shit is hilarious. I most definitely have friends like that. HEY HEY HEY. I'M GONNA GO ASK A SIXTH GRADER IF SHE WANTS YOUR DICK!

And now I've got someone four years younger than me probably soiling herself, and I look like a pedophile who's gonna rape a sixth grader. Ahh. So hey. Go punch your douchebag friend in the face. I'm sure they deserve it.