Fun to Eat, No Need to Heat

Almost is the word on the tip of everyone's tongue. For the promise land is soon to arrive. I , too, am waiting for what has been said to come. Yes, I am talking about winter, that faithful section of the year that ends and begins. Winter is what we all anticipate. I anticipate it more, probably, than some, because the cold weather somehow makes scence to me (it's a washington thing). For when the clouds are grey is when I am most normal. I can cope with what the world is being put through. I can cope with death. For I can cope with most everything and continue my days, my days as a lonesome boy who has humble views towards everything. Winter is when my true natural self comes into view. When I am prepared to take whatever happens. When I am grateful for the things I have I'm usually freezing my ass off outside. It's then when you realize how heat is so important. But when you come prepared you will experiance nothing more than pure enjoyment. The worries are washed away when the snow is falling and the wet ground reflecting all the lights that are shining.

I know that most of the people I know that read these entries that I type expect funny things, but when I get home I am not funny, only at school will I crack jokes and entertain. I use this blog to express my views on life itself, to share my confrontations with crap and show people that there are other people out there that feel normal about things.

The Answer was B

Dear Readers,

I can't begin to explain how much an ego makes me feel. I sincerely hate people who constantly think they are superior to me even though we match in age. Oh My gOD!!! YouRE In PrE CaLCULUS??? YoU MUsT Be a gENIus!!! Fuck you. Fuck you Fuck you Fuck you. Youre no more special than I. Intelligence should not be measured by what freaking math class youre in. If you think youre so much smarter than me, fine, but bragging about youre class is only going to earn you a black eye. I guarantee that I'm more intelligent than 3/4 of the kids in pre cal. I use the word "kids" strongly in that sentence because that's what they are, they are immature little brats that think their the best thing since alluminum foil. I feel it doesn't matter what classes you take, you're sill going to end up with a job that includes a cubicle and a telephone. Ha Ha, I, unlike you, am probably much more suited for a job than you're "whiz kids" because I don't feel like the universe revolves around me. I know how the system works, and I don't need people to help me with everything. You "advanced" (advanced in assmanship) students ask for help constantly. If you don't get it then jump out a window. We surely don't need anymore of you running around. You guys suck and will never suceed in anthing that requieres good.

Fly Me to the Moon

Why So?

Why so must this world be what it is? Why can't it be what so many hope it to be? Send me on a quest, send me somewhere, I don't care where. I will leave everything behind me, just give me something to remain alive for. Hey I think I totally know what that quest is. A girlfriend.

Procrastination Vacation

Dear Readers,
Inspired by local news broadcasts, I feel that it is my responsibility to get out there and follow the new trend, stabbing someone. Not only is stabbing someone entirely risky and inefficient, but very easy to get caught doing. When you stab someone, you have a small chance of missing the vital organs completely, and your stuck with a knife that has you're prints on (not to mention if you piss on the dead body, you're leaving evidence and deserve nothing more than to be shot in the face). I hope I am never stabbed. Getting stabbed is like jumping in a lake during a lightning storm. You have to, or get to, feel the blade inside your own body. Now to me, that doesn't sound like much fun, and it probably doesn't sound much fun to you either, unless your, of course, this guy. But then again, I might be wrong, which I rarely am. But anyways, I just thought I'd say that the title of this blog has absolutely nothing to do with this entry. Well I guess I might as well say, that everything seems "good" in Nathan's world. And since it is "good" then something bad is right around the corner. Man, I sure can't wait till I graduate and I can start my own life and live in my own house, and not have to be nagged about what needs to be done. I'll tell you when it needs to be done, bitch. Heres some advice, don't grow a lawn, because the chances are, your neighbor has one right next door. Instead make something that doesn't need to be kept up. Build a cement skatepark that everyone can enjoy. It sure as hell beats a freaking lawn. No maitinence what-so-ever, except the occasional paralized neighborhood kids body, but you can turn him into a skate obstacle, if you mess up, who cares! he can't feel it! Oh yeah, also, hot tubs are just lame. Save up your money and buy a pool. You can empty it and skate or you can swim in it. Either way, it beats sitting in a slowly heated tub of water.

Editor in Chief

Congratulations To Local Teen on Accomplishment

Yes, congratulations to me. What I have been planning and designing in my spare time has been completed. All I did was think about it and it met and surpassed my expectations. There it is sitting on my floor. I am so proud. It was my project, and it provided me with motivation to get through each day. My days were better when I had something to look forward to. Everyone needs something to look forward to. A project is a very good idea. When you have a project that you can work on it makes getting through the day more exciting because your anticipation level is raised each minute. When you have something to work on life is great, it doesn't even matter what whatever your working on will turn out to be, just as long as something occupies your time and makes you feel accomplished at the end of the day.

The Realization

Recents events have led me to question purpous. I do not understand the typical life of a human being. We wake up and go to work, then go back home and await this to all happen again. I am scared that this will be my fate. I wish for a destiny that contains excitement and things that will keep me guessing, but I feel that that will not be the case. I contain average grades in high school. I participate in everything that everyone else participates in, I blend in with what everyone else is. I feel that this will lead me down the path that everyone seems to be following and I'm not ready to walk. It's hard to continue with something when you cannot even predict an outcome. I may want to be an architect now, but what about in a week? 2 weeks? I don't even know what being an architect means. I will probably just end up in a cubicle like everyone else, until I wake up from reality and discover what I have become. My dreams are nothing but to be shattered in front of me while I take it in as nothing. Everyone has dreams in which they soon forget because the odds are against them. The odds are against me every where I go. When you figure out how to decode odds, I will be overlooked.

Prologue to Greatness

Every once in awhile, a little magic happens on the web. Sometimes you come across something that touches you. No everyone I'm not talking about porn, I'm talking about a site independently created and run by an independently independant person. With a little help from google my ideas and present experiances will be shared with anyone who wishes to read them.

Sometimes getting things off your chest is a very relieving experiance and sometimes taking a crap is a very relieving experiance, but all in all, everyone just needs to be relieved. Maybe, a beautiful women will come across this site and decide I'm the coolest person ever, that would relieve a little part of me that hasn't been relieved in a long, long time. So without further ado, enjoy.

Editor in Cheif,
Nathan Arrowsmith

Recent Cold Weather Makes Shivering Teen

It's Washington, I know, but seriously.

When I woke up to an open window it was a relief and a doce of summer. Now, its a doce of Washington. Washington is rain and cold. Don't get me wrong, I like Washington, I like rain (partly because my hair looks great when it's wet) and I like snow. But when I get out of the shower, it becomes personal. Well , into my personal space that is. Everybody knows when you get out of a morning shower it's freaking cold, but you have to get out of the shower as fast as possible because "children are dying in Africa blah, blah, blah" I like the shower, and I'm going to stay in the shower for as long as I want to (usually around 7 minutes). But anyways, my real point is that summer came and went. Washington doesn't gradually end summer by making it cooler and cooler, it makes it 80 degrees one day and 54 the next. I get no time to adapt. You see, I'm like a little leopard gecko who's chilling in his cage, then some tired youngster unplugs my heat lamp and the temperature drops quickly. When I look out my window I see grey sky's and rain, and for some reason, I like it.

Editor in Cheif