Vance's Rantses

2004-02-08T22:43:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Time for Vance's Rules for the new Batman movie.

First off, have Dick Grayson become Nightwing, and have Batman solo again.
Second, bring back the good badguys, and don't fucking kill them. We've already wasted The Joker and Two-face. Or just do the Riddler alot better.
Third, no love interest. Or, if it's necessary, then have her either be killed, or not be able to handle the fact that Bruce Wayne is Batman.
Fourth, make Alfred even cooler.
Fifth, bring back the Batmobile from the first two. It was way better.
Sixth, NO NEON LIGHTS. I can't stress this enough.
Seventh, not so cheesy this time. The dialogue has to be awesome. Especially if it's Christian Bale.
Finally, at least let him move his head a little more.
That is all.

2004-01-06T20:44:00.000-08:00

HEY EVERYBODY!!

It's been a while, eh?

So what's new with the me? Short of being 18 friggin years old in 2 days, not very much, actually. Just still chillin in school, my schedule as of late has been far far too busy. I don't have enough time to like, do fun things and stuff like that. I'm working on school things, then music things, then schoolmusic things, and its hectic. And work. If I had more money, I would probably quit, based on the insane business of finals week. But I digress. Actually, I guess I don't digress. To digress, you need an original subject in the first place. I bought a Batmobile! It's friggin awesome. I like it a lot. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-11-29T09:54:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

But specifically, hey London.

You may read this, and you may not, but either way, I feel I have to say this. The whole post about "doing" Amber was kind of like, i don't know, disrespectful. I mean, if you two actually are fucking, that's all well and good, but making her out to be an object like that is just bastardly. If you did have to talk about it, there are much better ways you could do it, but that just seemed out of line. Amber is pretty awesome, and a friend of mine, so when I hear/read things like that, it annoys me. That is all.

2003-11-25T19:24:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Some forgot-to-mentions,

Well, actually, one. As most of you know, I started the whole alcohol game. Well, I'm about done with it. It's different than being sober, but not enough that it's a regular habit. Now oxygen shots, that's where it's at! Thanks for dropping by.

2003-11-25T19:21:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Well well, it certainly has been some time, hasn't it?

But anyways, what's new in the life of Vance? Not a whole lot, it seems. The play is going hilariously well, from my end at least. If Bellerose is actually considered an arts school, we're pretty well fucked. No dancing has ever been so god awfully bad that I've giggled like a stupid jerk through the whole thing. But it was worth it. What else? Still single, so that's pretty cool. Or not cool, I guess it all depends on where you're coming from. I need to go to the mall again, as well as get a haircut. I need blank CD's on which to burn all my Nightwish before my brother deletes it all to make room for his country and rap. I'll probably put some Rammstein on there for good measure. And pork. For the love of dear sweet God I need some shredded pork. Also, grade 10 girls are far too attractive, considering it's damn near illegal and almost certainly creepy for me to have anything to do with them. But oh well. That's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-11-08T17:52:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Can we chill out now? I'm updating.

Not too damn much has been going on over here. My goddam internet connection really pisses me off, in that every now and then it likes to just stop. Also, I've rediscovered my naughty little interest in musicals. Grease, Jesus Christ Superstar, Moulin Rouge, The Wiz, oh god. It's so sad and awesome at the same time. Also, messed up on cold medicine again. Hence, rambling. But now that I've fondled all of your conglomerate erections, can we get off my back?
Thanks for dropping by.

2003-10-07T22:23:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Letter time! Dear Amanda,

Hello. How are you? I am fine. I think that Bellerose is a school far superior to Paul Kane, both in student body, academic programs, and overall smell. Let me elaborate on my first point. Lance. He's got a great body, don't he? And he's a student. What more could you possibly ask for in a school. Also, you have a Japanese teacher who loves you on some dirty levels, like Mr. Gurnham. And you can make fun of me with Mr. Coffin again, just because I can't understand your dirty language. Finally, Paul Kane smells like old people. Bellerose is not old enough to smell like old people yet. Soon enough. And I will be there for all of this.

Sincerely,
Vance

2003-10-02T22:30:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Oddly enough, I'm starting to get worried.

About what, you may ask? About everything in general. About failing school because I don't go to bed at a reasonable hour. About not going to bed at a reasonable hour. About girls, about friends, about insurance, about talents, about my future, about what in the fuck I'm going to end up doing with this shitbox life of mine. But on the other hand, I've never been one to worry. I don't think I'm smart enough to worry about something and have it last for too long. I mean, here I am, complaining about all these things that I'm worried about, when I'm not making the matter any better. I could be going to sleep, working on my English homework, and things like that. But I'm not. I'm sitting here, posting to you people. Are you people even there? Do people even read this thing? I doubt how much it actually matters that you know what I'm thinking when I decide to type it. Mostly girls. It's mostly girls that worry me. They don't worry me, they trouble me. I feel bad about myself around girls. Flat out truth. Sorry if it worries you. It certainly does me. Although, not for any particular reason. Just because I've been single all of a month and a bit now. I know that's nothing compared to a lot of people. And I have had some significant relationships in my time, however unimportant they are now. But still. How come when you're in a relationship, it seems that girls are all of a sudden available, and ready for you, but when you're single, they want nothing to do with it? Is it just more fun to tempt unavailable guys? I don't get it. Girls are crazy. Wack. And my future. The two big concerns of the eve are girls and my future. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do with my life. I don't have good marks to facilitate much further learning. I don't have talents or scholarship worthy abilities. I certainly write a mean freestyle rant though. I guess I'll just let things fall into place again. They always seem to do so.
Welp, see ya!

2003-09-24T21:57:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

It's been awhile.

I've discovered the twin wonders of Tom Waits and ska. I love them both to death, and I want you all to die if you don't agree. Conform to me at once.

2003-09-16T21:21:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

B to the rizock came over today.

He took one quick look at my computer...box.. thing and told me that I don't actually need another graphics card, I just need another monitor, which I can get from Mikee for a cool 20 bucks. That rules. Good comics, here we come. Now we just need to start scripting them out. Then I can draw them, Lancey can... font them. And all will be well. Well, thanks for dropping by.

2003-09-15T19:44:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

I've decided to actually do a substantial post now.

So lets see, what's new in the wacky life of Vance? In all honesty, not a whole hell of a lot. Work is still work, school is rather school. I'm trying to get good at drawring pictures for this comic, but it's taking a lot of time and work. Also, I don't get the dipole dipole comic that Lance drew. I think it's more my not understanding things having to do with science than me not understanding Lance's primitive stick figure comics. Like, the guy with the penis on his head. For the love of shit, that's just utter genius. Me and Lance, we're genii, thats what it is. Oh man, I desperately want to meet Carsons womanfriend. I love making a big ass of myself in front of new people. I'm totally pumped. On a more different note, I hate Sturgeon and all the dirty redneck kids that live out here. Somebody let me move into their storage room or shed or something. I'm a rich St. Albert kid stuck in a rich Sturgeon lifestyle. Shit. Also, I'm getting another video card put in my computer. Buying from a Hennigan, and getting a Ciochetti to install it. Then all I need is a new monitor. And then this comic thing is going to take off like mad. And I'm going to look like a huge dork. But frankly, I don't give much of a shit. Oh, and also also, I may get my dad's laptop, if he doesn't start using it. He has this thing called "not understanding technology beyond the electric toothbrush." And even then, sometimes he forgets to turn it off. The dimmer switch on our lights fascinates him. But I love the man. Great dad, great dad. Well, this is getting far too rambly for coherency. Damn this A.D.D. to hell. I'm an albatross! Lick the book lick the book. A paper bag a paper bag. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-09-12T13:29:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

I been readin them blogs again,

Heres the gist of what I read. Melissa loves Adam Giraldeau. That rules, because Giraldeaus my goddamn hero. Amandas getting depressed over school. Again. Stop that!! Lance is still hot, Kurts a punk, London is not Good Charlotte. Sarahwoo is more of a nerd than I can ever hope to be. Kayla is, lets see, to put it mildly, fucked up. Good Charlotte? Simple Plan? Nothing short of blasphemy. Not only is it pop, but its really bad pop. Oh well. We do what we can. Brock doesn't update anymore. Scatty doesn't do it enough either. Oh well. Catch you all later.

2003-08-29T10:42:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

What the fuck you fucking fuckers?

I haven't seen you all in ages. Whats going on? Man, time for school, eh? I'm going to own that joint. Rock the house, and all that. I have nothing to say. Comics on their way, soon enough. Nyes.

2003-08-15T00:44:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

How are all of you?

Interesting little trip, this life of mine. I mean, not really though. All of you have so much more interesting things going on. Things with your parents, things with work, with school, not being able to afford school, stuff like that. My petty bullshit doesn't really matter, I guess. Just feeling kind of lonely. No contempt towards Alyssa of course. I don't want to give you the wrong idea, it's not like she hit me in the heart with a board with a nail through it, and then proceeded to have sex with random guys in front of my eyes as I was dying or anything. Still just lonely. Damn school. Damn it for being smarter than me, and getting the girls. Stupid girls. And their schooling. I don't think I'm going anywhere with this. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-07-23T22:09:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

It's your favorite Vance once more.

Here's how it goes. Slater was overcompensating for his gayness by getting all his girl friends to pose as actual girlfriends, trying to hide the secret love affair between him and Zack. Unfortunately, Screech found out about it. The reason Screech was screechy is based solely in the fact that Slater's manly buttcheeks clenched while being penetrated, and Screechs penis was torn off violently. They still don't speak of it to this day. On a different note, Dorian Gray is my hero. And on a more differenter note, ducks don't have any thumbs. I'm proud of this post. Now let's all pray to the God of Divine Intervention and Mario Party.

2003-07-22T00:06:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Yeah, its good.

I'm back to normal. I don't have the attention span to stay mad or bitter or anything for long. And for Sarahwoo, I swear to god, one more mention of Gayter... I mean, Slater, and I'll consider shooting myself directly in the head. Wait, did I say me? I meant you. One more mention os Slater and I'll shoot you directly in the head. Yeah.

2003-07-19T02:30:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

What a day.

I feel bad. Its a sight that won't be easily forgotten. And frankly, I don't really know what to do about it. I work in 4 hours, and I havent slept yet. Hopefully something gets figured out, eventually. I'm never going to see things the same way. Thats it.

2003-07-12T23:17:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Or once more, Sarahwoo,

Nothing like that ever happened on Saved By The Bell. Screech ruled. Slater was gay. The end.

2003-07-08T16:49:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Or moreover, Hey Sarahwoo,

That certainly does sound like crap. If you want the Vance method of fixing things, which I'm sure you don't, here it is. Actually, two different methods. One, become exactly what they want you to be, and do what they want you to do, and never change. Then NEVER LEAVE. Stay with them like that until they die! Or become a completely rebellious punk chick and smack them around and stuff. Show them you can handle yourself, and then they wont want to. Or run away. Or stay. I don't know if you necessarily have it any worse than anyone else in particular, except the bedroom door thing was pretty harsh. Just put your mattress up over the whole. And don't sleep. I don't know what I'm talking about. Sorry.

2003-07-05T11:00:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

I don't need a jobby anymore.

I found one. I get to work with fruits all day.(Lance and Brock, Lance and Brock) Ha ha! Just kidding. Produce at IGA. So wait, I DO get to work with them all day. Weird. Well, thats fucking all. Thanks for dropping the fuck by.

2003-07-01T00:28:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

When the fuck did lawns become so fucking dependant?

Remember back in the days when grass would grow basically on its own, and plants would sprout just about anywhere, and you would get all pissed off because you have to do something about it? Now our lawn is eating it, in a big way. We have to fucking water it, and feed the fucker, and it just doesn't make any fucking sense. Like, for fucks sake, why the fuck do we need all these fucking foreign plants that can't survive in our fucking climate? For images? Fuck, I thought I made it abundantly fucking clear that image has nothing to do with shit. So relax, and plant some dandelions. I would suggest watering them, but they don't need any help. Frankly, I'm having a hard enough fucking time pulling the fuckers out and keeping them gone. Meanwhile, our grass won't grow, except in the empty lot next to ours, where it is of no fucking use to us.

P.S. Don't take all the fucks and fuckers and fucking's to mean that I'm in a bad mood or anything. I've just decided to say fuck as much as fucking possible in the near fucking future. Well, that's fucking all. Thanks for dropping the fuck by.

2003-06-26T22:53:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Vancey needs a Jobby!

Job hunting tomorrow. Don't know why I posted that.

2003-06-20T15:30:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Specifically Lance, I count 16.

Everyone relax about my previous post, the math test ended up being anally raped by none other than me. So yay. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck... fuck, I lost count. That fucking sucks. Holy fuck I can't fucking count. This fucking post fucking sucks. Too much fucking fucks. Fuck! I wish I could fucking count to fucking fifteen, but fuck, apparently not. So fuck you all. Well, that's fucking all. Thanks for dropping the fuck by.

2003-06-20T00:26:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

What the fuck is going on?

One of my best friends, from back in my past even before I was insane is nuts into drugs. I don't know how or why. It's so fucked up, beyond my control. I hate it when shit is beyond my control, because it feels like I should be able to control it. And now hes fucked up, acting different, and his mom is all fucked up because she's so worried about her. I've known her for a long time, and I love her like my own mother, but fuck, things are getting out of hand, and for like, the first time in my life, I don't know what to do. I know I'm not even involved in the whole thing, but it still sucks not knowing how to take care of two people that you would consider family.

On a completely different note, I'm still a stupid fucker. I'm gonna fail math miserably tomorrow, and I hate being fucking stupid. Like, what the fuck am I supposed to do with the rest of my entire life if I can't even handle grade 11 math? Fuck, if any of you people ever wanted to see me on the verge of tears, check me out now. And not only am I pissed off about being an idiot, I'm pissed off that I'm so pissed off about it. There are plenty of people who have it worse off than me, people who can't string together sentences, who get 30% routinely on finals, and I'm sitting here whining about failing one course, MAYBE. I probably won't, but I'll panic about it until I find out what I got, at which point I will probably cry.

Don't you hate that feeling, when shit isn't going your way? This probably sounds odd coming from me, seeing as how I've always been the one to say take shit as it comes, things will all work out in the end. But fuck me, what if they don't? Then what? Sit on my ass in a shitty apartment, or living with my parents. My dad had a fucking company when he was my age. I don't even have a fucking job. Where the fuck is my responsibility? What the fuck is wrong with me? Holy fuck I need reassurance right now. Bring on the waterworks. fuck. God dammit I'm a whiny little bitch. You should all just ignore me. Fuck this post.

2003-06-17T08:43:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

I'm sitting here in school. Weird!

Sitting next to good pal Mike, with whom I've almost died, on a number of occasions. That's one way of judging a good friend. How many times you've just about crashed your car, or fallen off a cliff, or been shot at by rednecks, or any other form of death. Just a little theory I had. It's the last day of school, aside from finals, but they don't count. It's weird, because I only have one more year left of this stuff. I remember a bunch of years ago, when I had a bunch of years left. Kind of weird. Oh well. That's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-06-10T20:34:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Speaking of smitten Alyssa's,

She's really quite smitten. Smote? Whatever. She's my favorite, and will continue to be until I get hungry. Then food will be my favorite. And at some point porn. But then Alyssa again. I don't really have anything to rant about right now, and I would totally tell you about my day, but like, what with everyone who blogs in one of my classes or another, you get the basic ideas of it. So I just blab mindlessly about things. Stupid math test. I think it tore off my head and took out my soul, but I'm not really sure. But it ate me in one way or another. I hate being so god damned stupid sometimes. Most of the time I just forget about it, but not lately. It's really starting to piss me off. I used to be so smart, and now I can barely pass math. Social and Bio are alright, and band rules, just because I kill everyone. But fucking math. The one they say you need, and I can't do it. Oh well, fuck them and their forced-knowledge bullshit. My dad couldn't pass the kind of math we're doing right now, but he seems to handle owning and operating two count em two companies pretty well. He does know how to add, subtract, multiply and divide. You know, for paychecks and things like that. Fucking school system. They teach us the constitution, and freedom of speech, and then say "Stop talking, we're working" and not letting you swear, or think for yourselves. Ever get the right answer in math, but a different way, and they won't accept it because its different? I don't like discrimination, even in math. I got the god damned answer you were looking for, get off my back. When am I gonna be in a life or death situation where I need to discover the horizontal tangents of a circle with the equation Xsquared plus Ysquared equals 20? And if I don't do it the fastest way possible, I will have my soul stolen? I don't know if that happens anymore. Frankly, if I can't figure it out with the cheapest of calculators, its not worth me knowing. God am I bitter. I also talk about things stealing or eating or tearing out my soul alot lately. I wonder why? I doubt it matters. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-06-05T22:45:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Time for Proffessor Vances theory on relationships.

My thinking is that the perfect guy/girl/animal/peice of furniture of your dreams should be the one that makes you feel exactly what you need to be feeling at any particular moment. I base this statement on the fact that I was incredibly hyper today, and then i got together with Alyssa, and it just made me want to nap. Which is what I need right now. Some actual sleep. So we got together, and just took a nice long nap. Best nap ever. If you're supposed to be feeling happy, they make you feel happy. Supposed to be wistful? They provide that. Horny? Boy, you better beleive it. Well, that's all. I gots a new CD to be listening to. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-05-24T22:08:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Of all the times I'm proud that I topped myself, this is the main one. Alright. Giggita giggita giggita.

2003-05-22T22:56:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

The title of todays post is "Vance is a blatant ripoffer!!"

Time for shout outs. Um, shoutouts. Shoutoutz? Show towts? Who cares.

Lance: awwwww. AWWWWW! A FUCKING W!!! But seriously, Aw.
Amanda: Soooo tiny. Where's Amanda?! I can't see her!
Scott:Go actually doing math in math! yay!
Kurt:Dude, I can hook you up with a bass. If you have like, a couple hundy bucks.
London:You certainly do.... things.. don't you.
Sarahwoo:You certainly are Chinese. And stuff. Polynesian? Eat my ass, Apollo 13 rules!
Kayla:Yeah, more or less London's show towt, only more feminine.
Melissa:So quiet. If you aren't plotting something good, I'm gonna be mighty dissapointed.
Kelsey:I haven't seen you in a month! Or less! Maybe!

And finally, to all of you:

Shut the fuck up! you whine too much. This is like, Dawson's creek, only much much stupider, and on a lesser scale. We should call it like, Vance's Landing, or Sarahwoos Chinese Waterway, or Scott's flowy river of alcohol, or London's Lake of Queer. Wait. Nevermind.

Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-05-11T13:38:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

How the fuck are you all?

Oh, right, you're all angsty, pissed off, depressed, apathetic, whiny, and mad. But what else is new? My thinking is you should all just skip doing the same things over and over again, and just go right to the fun parts. Because they're fun. Frankly, i have very little to post, other than everything fell apart when I left, it seems. I come back, and theres like, new rivalries and things. Life, its not just a job. It's an adventure. A low paying one. So yeah. I'm done. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-04-20T10:46:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

I think something is fuckin wrong with me.

I just about died yesterday. I was riding in a car with Seanproulx, Mike, and Britt. I was in the passenger seat. We were crossing this big highway, and some fucker ran a red light. If he had been going a little faster, or Sean didn't have the presence of mind to swerve, I would've been hit directly with a half ton of metal, fibreglass, and various wires and motors. The scary part is, at the time, I didn't care. It was like, yeah, whatever. Now what the fuck does that mean? You think I would be worried about dying. But I wasn't. Maybe that's a good thing. Another thing I'm curious about. How come Good Friday is good, if its the day Jesus died? Shouldn't that be bad Friday? My theory is that it was because Jesus died for the sins of people on that day. The creepy part about religion is that if Jesus did rise from the dead three days after he died, people were listening to a corpse that had been rotting for 3 days. Isn't that friggin gross? I mean, most of religion is leaps of faith anyways, but zombie Jesus? Come on people. Lets start to think for ourselves. Like Mr. English used to say, while he tried to shove prerequisite knowledge down our throats. If we were actually supposed to think for ourselves, school would exist only as floating information for us to grasp if we want to. Religion wouldn't exist because its forced beliefs. Thinking for yourself while worrying about how god will smite you if you don't obey him....OBEY HIM... would totally defeat the purpose. I've heard that the reason for believing in god is to explain where we came from. Personally, that's never really interested me. I'm here right now, aren't I? That's good enough for me. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-04-17T14:13:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,

Holy fuck that's a lot of music!

These past couple of weeks have just been insane. Band tour was crazy hectic, 5 days of nonstop music or bus. Then we had the damn festival on Wednesday, and next week there's more stuff. It's all insane!. OK, check this out. Celebrity gossip time. Christina Aguilelieleria is doing a movie, a romantic comedy with... I'm going to let you guess. Have you guessed yet? Hold on to that guess. I bet you its wrong. Ready for the truth? Sean fucking Connery! Maybe it's just me, but a really old guy with a really young chick is not my idea of lighthearted romance. It may have worked once in Autumn in New York, but that was two classy actors, Richard Gere and Winona Ryder. This is a Scottish manwhore and a racially confused slut. If anything, it's just going to embarass the both of them, as well as disgust us by making us look at Sean Connerys 76 year old saggy manboobs. Although it might be made up for by Christina Aguilerlielias very pretty ones. I guess that remains to be seen. And of course you know I'm going to see it when it comes out. That's just what I do. This post brought to you by Lance and his hollow threats. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-04-02T22:44:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Hey London, what the fuck?

I thought we already went over this. The reason you aren't happy is because you keep thinking that you aren't. Just relax. Also, God has never existed, so renouncing your beliefs now doesn't help. Also, Lance is happy because he makes it happen. Amanda didn't just waltz into his life. He took some friggin initiative and made shit happen. I'm certain hes been let down before that, and probably since, in different ways, but it doesn't stop him. He's a machine, that guy. If you truly want to be a disciple of Lance, then follow that aspect to its fullest. Make yourself happy, or at least shut up about what you think you don't control. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-04-02T15:49:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

More specifically, Hey London,

The average life expectancy of people nowadays is what, 90? 95? 100? You're 16!!! or 17! But the fact remains, you got plenty of time. Lighten up. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-31T02:00:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

You know what I love?

People that are so quick to rebel against the government. Now I am in no way supporting the governments actions, both ours and the United Stateses's. Because frankly, the government is wrong to avoid the war, and it's wrong to be so quick in going to war. But saying the government is wrong is not going to help solve anything. It isn't even a war issue anymore. It's kind of like the anti-anti-pop wars and stuff like that. Being part of the group is part of the problem. When you side with the government, you have to agree with everything the government says. When you side with the rebellious groups, you have to denounce everything the government says. How is anything going to get solved like that? Think for yourselves once in a while, you mindless pigs. Come up with your own ideas, read, watch, listen, figure it out for yourselves. I'm sure you have as much of an opinion on this as anyone else. Don't conform. Stand up once in a while. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-23T09:12:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Cliches are wrong.

They say you should learn from your mistakes. Fuck that! Why screw up and then learn from it? Watch other people. Learn from their mistakes. It'll keep you from making mistakes in the future. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-22T10:01:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Time for the response to Sarahwoos Anti-Anti-pop rantings.

I think you've got it backwards. There would be no pop culture without the antipop culture. The only reason things are popular is because one guy decided to start liking it before everyone else. And the only reason it got popular was because he was a very convincing guy, and everyone else is a gullible shit. The anti-pop culture is still just pop culture, just going the other way. The only things that are truly anti-pop are the utter random minorities. Like the crazy manga loving groups. Or those band hardcores you hate so much. They're anti-pop because they're doing what they want, not what the pop culture wants them to do, and not what the culture against pop wants them to do. They're just doing things. And another thing. If you legitimately like what you're listening to, and watching, and stuff like that, then its fine. But if you're doing it because its pop culture, then theres a problem. I don't know which way you're going, and frankly, I don't care. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-18T19:32:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Getting in on the big house=happiness debate.

I have a big friggin house. Like, really big. And I'm really happy in it. But you know why? It's because I choose to be happy. So you live in a big house, big fucking deal. You're only as happy as you make yourself through friends and any random hobbies you make have. Your house is just a box you stay in. Frankly, I'm not at home that often. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-14T13:40:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

I was reading London's blog, and this is for him.

You said that you aren't happy, and that you can't find reasons to be happy, things like that. Well, the fact remains, there really is no reason to be happy. I'm not happy for any particular reason other than I'm insane. Lance is happy because he has Amanda, Amanda is happy because she has Lance. Brock is happy because he got a new fan for his computer, and Scott is happy because he's drunk. The only way you're gonna be happy is by lowering your standards. There's no way you can look at all of us and say that we're happier than you. You're only as happy as you wanna be. If you're depressed, it's because you're bringing it on yourself. I haven't been depressed in a long time, just because it seems I don't need to be. The fact remains, following Lance should make you happy. But if you bow down to him, then you must bow to me as well, for I am the antiLance. Except I believe in lance. I'm a walking contradiction, Green Day style. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-09T17:18:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

I was reading other blogs today.

Yeah Sarah Woo!! Go Chinesity! The only way to go. I'm totally in on the asskicking rampage. We must shake fists though.

Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-08T11:37:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

It's way too fucking cold.

I'm not going to rant today. Sorry to all you people so dependant on them. But keep in mind, my word is not law, nor is it a way of life. If I'm the one doing shit right, then something is seriously fucked up on this planet. This is more of an update than anything else. First off, Comic one of The Ultimate in Interstitial Anticonforming conformity is almost complete. Now all we need is for Lancey to get a new computer. Then we're on our way. Also, I've been horribly sucked into the world of pop music. Actually, not really pop music. Russian lesbian pop music. I guess its a win-lose situation. But fuck you, its a groovy song. Also, everybody who reads this before Wednesday the 12th, go to St. Albert High and buy some fucking tickets for the battle of the bands. If you want to see me in full glory, that is. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-04T21:30:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

I sense a war a-brewin'

I may possibly have said this before, but I think I'll give it a shot again. News to Kelsey, Tara, Kayla, and anyone else who's about to blog about how " no one likes Kelsey" or anything to that extent. Don't pick sides in this arguement. No one is going to win. This is just a huge downward spiral. That's bad. As far as I'm concerned, I don't like any of you fuckers. Not just the people I mentioned, but most everybody. If you're going to start a landwar, do it on your own time, away from me. So what if you don't like someone. Other people do. Shut the hell up. So you don't get along with everyone, big friggin' deal. Just pull the bastardsticks out of your asses for a minute, and enjoy yourselves however the hell you want. I don't want to listen to anymore bullshit. No ones treating anyone like a queen, no ones being a bitch, you're all just being foolish. I think you all need sandwiches. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-03-03T22:23:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

So frigging restless right now.

I think I'll blame Lance. His whole identity crisis depression thing is rubbing off on me. Not so much that I'm being depressed or anything, but its making me think about my life, and how utterly useless most of what I do is. I mean, I don't particularly have a future. No talents, no high marks, and no attention span make it hard to achieve much. Although, when it comes down to it, I'm having a good time. Might as well not worry my ass off over something i can't change. Just sit back, drink more Pepsi than is usually allowed, and could erode through small animals. I love my insides! I thinks what we all needs right now is a vacation. Not just a break from school and work, but to go somewhere, somewhere warm, full of scantily clad women, barbecued food, and some fucking sand and water. I can't wait for Mexico. This useless post is dedicated to probably the sexiest man alive. Cheers Lance. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-02-27T18:53:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

You ever had one of those really restless days?

I got that going right now. I feel like doing something, and I don't want to just sit here and listen to music, but there really is much less to do than it seems. I could just sit and think about life, but like, nothing happens. So theres that plan shot to hell. I could play my bass, but my amp is shot to hell. Looks like I'm going to blog to you people about it. Suck it.

2003-02-27T15:32:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

I was just reading my old stuff.

Firstly, I would like to instate Vancitude as an actual word. It would go something like this:
Vancitude: (vans - i - tood) The act of being, or pertaining to Vance. This includes random thoughts, crazy rants, and the ability to stop giving a shit at any particular moment.
What do you think? I kind of dig it.

On a different note, thank god for fun teachers. Mr. Bio and Mr. Social especially. They make it a lot easier for my tiny attention span to stay focused and actually learn things that I need, at least until the end of this year. Also, boo for boring teachers. Mrs. Math comes to mind. It's hard to show up to a class where the teacher is so quiet and boring, and you just don't want to listen. Ok, its rant time.

On my way home, this jackass wanted to race me. So naturally, I obliged, knowing his little peice of shit would kick the balls off of my little peice of shit. So he quite obviously smoked me. What I don't get is this: Why does this bastard feel he needs to display his false masculinity by beating me in a race? I personally don't care if he beats me or not, I'm still the same guy. I don't become less Vance because some bastard in a Honda Civic beat me. What it's all about is enjoying yourself. I'm still having a good time with myself and my friends. Also, I'm sick of redneck assholes telling me I should have a truck. Why the hell would I possibly need a truck? I don't haul anything, I don't need all that power, I'm not towing anything, and I don't have enough money to pay that kind of gas money. Image be damned! I like my little peice of shit. It's cheap, and it gets me from the original starting place to somewhere else. And back again. That's really all I need. If I ever need a truck, I'll borrow my dads. But seriously, if people are judging me because of what I drive, fuck off. I rarely drive to gain friends. Usually to gain food, or a party. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-02-25T20:56:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

I'm having a hard time understanding the concept of marriage.

All it is is an outdated practice brought on by the catholic church. Like, if you are completely compatible with your partner, and there is no one else you could possibly be with, why do you need this false pretense of the label of "married"? I mean, Lance and Amanda are basically married, why isn't that good enough for God? The way I see it, it's just a way for the church to sucker even more money out of an ever failing economy, when you can really carry out all the ideals of a wedded couple without all the ritualistic symbolic bullshit. It's the same thing as Valentine's Day, except on a much larger, much more expensive scale. Also, leperchauns.

I love the little tacos. I love them good. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-02-22T16:26:00.000-08:00

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Oh, yeah,
Hey everybody,

Fucking Vance is fucking back!

Not ranty or anything, I know, but still good nonetheless.

2003-01-27T13:59:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Fucking computers! They all suck.

I have'nt ranted in a long time because my computer was broken. It still is. This is the first ever rant that's being watched by people. I don't normally do it in public, but this is an exception. Computers cause nothing but trouble. Especially the smart ones that use compu-language that we don't understand. It's like "Flagrant system error" but we don't know what the fuck it means, so we can't fix it. Next thing you know, the next millenium comes and the computers shut down and we all die. We're so smart that we invented things that can kill us if we do it wrong. we put a : instead of a ; and we all blow the fuck up. Are we really that advanced? Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-01-20T12:55:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

I'm not at home right now!

This is my first post ever from the hallowed halls of Bellerose Composite. I think hallowed is the wrong word though. More like crappy. I'm sitting in the libary with Peter by my side. Don't bug me for spelling it wrong, that's how I say it. Go to hell.

2003-01-19T01:44:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

This is it. The definitive list including, but not restricted to, what is done and not done in order to be a friend. If you disagree, I don't give a shit. When was the last time I was wrong?

1. If they're embarrassed by you in public, by anything (ie. how you dress, what you do, what you say, or how you look) they are NOT your friend.

2. Age, sex, race, speech impediment, accent, should not matter, except as something to separate them from you.

3. If they go with someone else somewhere, that doesn't mean that they aren't your friend. Give them some friggin' space.

4. If they don't agree with you, hear their opinion, don't get pissy.

5. If they offer you a ride, they are polite. If you ask for one, and they give it to you, they're a friend.

Those are just some base rules I'm laying down. What's next are three things that must be done, and if not, they can automatically be cancelled as your friend.

1. They almost always laugh at your jokes, whether they were intentional or not.

2. They listen to things that you say, and do what they can to help.

3. If you're feeling like shat, then they will follow rule #2.

This list is dedicated to my friend Savanah. She inspired me to write it, simply because she's having a hard time with friends right now, and not only am I doing what I can to help her out, but I feel really honored that she confides in me. this also goes out to anyone who considers me a friend and actually enjoys my irreverance and all-encompassing Vancitude. Thank you all.

2003-01-17T15:51:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

No rants today, because I'm not pissed. It's just talking day today.

First off, Lance, that's a very useless closet. And you aren't closeted if you tell everyone about what we did in the closet. I mean, didn't do in the closet. I mean, I wasn't in the closet. Also, we have the best friggin comic on the way everybody. Just you wait. Oh yeah, and if you feel like pitching in for the like, stuff we have to pay for, like people to do all the hard work, feel free. Send check or money order to shit, cuz we only take cash. And bank cards and the codes and stuff. That's really about all I've done in the past 17 years. Other than the comic, things are going pretty good here. Happy Vance and all that jazz. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-01-11T11:13:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Three words for Lance...

Cheesy Horror Movies.

2003-01-10T23:49:00.000-08:00

Hey everyone,

I'm sensing the beginnings of trouble..

I highly doubt that this is even my place, but I just read Tara's blog, and it's all mean to Kelsey. Kelseys blog isn't mean to Tara yet, but it will be. I'm just going to say one simple thing. You're both morons. Give it up, you aren't important. I'm hoping one of you will realize that and get out of this petty argument before it starts. And also, for the record, I'm not thinking in a superior way. I'm thinking in my usual "End Of All Hope" Vance manner again.So when it comes down to it, sit down, have a coffee, watch a cheesy horror movie, then take a nap.Things are so much easier without those pesky emotions to get in the way. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-01-09T21:53:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Ok, here's the plan..

I'm going to take all of my rants that I've ever done, typed, hand-written, scribbled on napkins, and basically anything else I've come up with, and I'm going to put it into a book. I'll entitle the book "Everybody's stupid." And then I'll charge $80 for the hardcover edition, and $60 for the paperback. I mean, come on, it is all about the money, right? No, I think I'll just give it away for free in the hallways, and just accept donations. I think it would be great if I could totally warp every single new person who comes into this school. That'd be damn funny. It'd be really freaking easy too, because, of course you know, "Everybody's Stupid" Or maybe it's just me. You can all go to hell. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-01-05T13:52:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,

Who here remembers religion? And the bible?

I find it odd that we put so much faith in a book. It's just a book. Especially the whole swearing on it in court. The bible is not a Godly thing. It's a religious book. It just tells the story of God and Satan, and Jesus, and anything else religious. When we say something is biblical, it pertains to events in the bible, whether it be the resurrection of Christ, or the expulsion of Satan from Heaven. The bible is not Godly, and it is not Satanic. An encyclopedia doesn't hold national allegiances, the dictionary doesn't care how you treat it. The bible is just another book, the only difference is that it's story holds a lot more significance for some people than it does for others. I don't think God put divine sanction on all of the bibles that we print up in our factories, with our man-made ink, and english language. The bible was much more holy when it was stories told by word of mouth from person to person. Just a book, relax. You won't get smoten. Smitten? Smote? Whatever. And another thing. If something is big or important, don't automatically claim it's biblical. Superbowl XXXVI is not biblical. There is no mention of football anywhere in the bible. Now if somebody was crucified, you could call that biblical. If somebody says "May God strike me down!" and then they get hit by lightning, that's biblical. If someone survives a car crash, not biblical. There weren't cars in 0002 B.C. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2003-01-01T13:09:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
Ready for me to bash New Years? Well, you better be before you read any more of this.
I'm starting to think that New Years is another company holiday. I mean, we pick an abstract date, and say that another year has passed. I don't know about you people, but I know that I didn't feel any different from 11:59 and 12:01 last night. Nothing actually changes, nothing is any different, it's just us going "Yay!!! Another month has passed, but for some reason, also a year. Now, I realize the scientific implications, and how a year is how long it takes for the earth to revolve around the sun and stuff like that. I'm just curious as to why its such an important event. It's hapened every year for the past thousands of years. It was happening before humans were even around. Before dinosaurs. Before everything. Why do we celebrate it? That's like celebrating every time you breathe or yawn or something. It always happens whether we celebrate it or not. Most of the holidays either have some form of story behind them, Christmas and the birth of Christ, Easter and the ressurection, and all that jazz, or they are made by the card companies to sell products, like Valentines Day and St. Patricks Day. But New Years is special. It has no legend, no story, no products associated with it. It's just there. So we're happy for it. It's about the same as celebrating June 7th or February 18th. They always come around, they don't really have any significance, but they're there. Crazy New Years. I think it's an excuse to get drunk and be public jackasses. Like school dances, only sponsored by the networks and the fast food chains. Sad sorry state, man. Sad sad. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-12-06T21:30:00.000-08:00

Ok everybody, I know I don't normally post non-rants on here, but this is just too good to pass up. Just look at it! LOOOK!!!!!!

2002-12-01T16:19:00.000-08:00

p.s. Kurt's a sentimental sucker. By the way, tell her to stop hitting me. Or you stop shaking me. One or the other. But all in all, you're a cute couple. Especially her. Great ass. MMM "munchie munchie". Uh oh. Just kidding. God made me say it. He's against me, seriously.

2002-12-01T16:18:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
I thinks I got it figured out now. This is the final, definitive explanation of people, and why they're all stupid. The way I see it, there are only three kinds of people. Only one of which is good. Lets start with the bottom of the pile. The people that try so very hard to be the same as everyone they emulate and wish to be like. The fact is, everyone is different from everyone else. That's how it is. You can't be the same as anyone. But they try, and try, and dress like the people, and start to talk like them, and think like them. The scary part is, the harder they try, the less they like people that aren't trying to be the same. If I don't make an attempt at being like fucking DMX or Ja Rule or some other shit like this, I must not want to be a person. I dont follow their logic. And this also includes people who do all the same boring ass stupid sports as their friends, even if they don't enjoy it. Being the same is one step closer to becoming nazis. And we all know how the nazis ended up.
The second group, just about as bad as the first, is people that try so hard to be different. I'm referring here to the punk community. And I mean the legitimate punk, not fucking Blink 182, Sum 41, Not by Choice bullshit. I'm talking about the Sex Pistols, and the Misfits, stuff like that. The people that dress differently, and act crazy in public. They claim that they do it because they don't care what people think, yet the main principle behind them doing this is getting attention from people. They say things like "You should've seen the look on that guys face." But this is completely going against what they say they do. There's only one way to be different. I'm about to discuss that.
The third group, the best group, is the group of people that really don't care. They do what they do because they feel like it, not because everyone wants them to do it, or because no one wants them to do it. It's purely a personal decision. It's these people that know what they're doing, which is usually something completely useless and pretty fucking funny. Which is what it's all about. Just have a good time with it. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-11-24T11:57:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
I haven't updated this deal in a long time, but the fact of the matter is, I'm lacking in things to rant about. I don't want to start repeating things and telling you stuff that I've already told you, because where's the fun in that. And naturally, that's what it's all about. The fun. OOhhhh, I think I found a rant!.

If you're going to be doing anything, do it because it's fun, and not because it might get you somewhere in life. This is just idealistic thinking. The fact remains, unless you are in an important position, like president, or God, then nothing you do will really matter in a bunch of years once you die. Just go out and have a good time. Once you're born, you're on your way to death, might as well make the best of it. That's my philosophy, anyways. Lets say you live to be 90. For about 4 or 5 of those years, you can't really have a good time because you're a young'un. And at the end, you can't really have a good time, because you're too old, and almost dead. And there's all the years in between, where you're employed and taking care of your family, its still possible to have a good time, but a lot harder because you have people to care for. That leaves us at the High School College years. This is your time to party. I mean, no responsibility, no worries, none of that crap except what you bring on yourself. So I figure this is when we should be enjoying our time, not worrying about who likes us or who we like, or if we're gonna get caught drunk or any of that mindless poo. Right now, just talk to the people that make you laugh, sit with the girl that makes you smile, listen to the music that makes you rock, and read the blogs that make you think. Worrying gives you wrinkles, and most of them on your ass. And who wants a wrinkly ass? My point is, if you're going to spend your very few years in which you can enjoy yourself worrying about stuff that doesn't matter and that you have very little influence on anyways, you're wasting your life away. Have a good time. Go on an adventure. Drive to Sherwood Park on a half tank of gas with no actual agenda and then get lost in downtown Edmonton by the Circle Square building Or maybe that's just my idea of a good time. Can't wait till we go to Calgary. I doubt we'll find our way back. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-11-10T15:45:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
What the fuck is the purpose of suicide? I read something somewhere that suicide rates among high school students are at an all time high. The question of the day is: Why? The reason I hear most is that their life is crappy and no one likes them, they aren't popular, stuff like that. Well, if that's the case, get a fucking helmet! This is shit we all have to deal with. I've never contemplated suicide as a form of relief from my poor excuse for a life. Keep in mind, this is back in the days when I thought I had a poor excuse for a life. Killing yourself solves nothing, it just makes you dead. Now wheres the fun in that? Exactly my point. As far as I'm concerned, it's the suckers way out. If you can't just learn to accept things that are beyond your control, then maybe you deserve to be dead. Now don't get me wrong, I don't wish death upon anybody, that's just the meanest thing I could conceivably do. But the fact remains that killing yourself does not solve any of your problems. These people that complain about their lives decide to completely ignore the fact that they've been born in the first place. Once you're alive, that's it. You're set for life. If something doesn't go your way, then change your plans. Suicides not going to help anyone. In fact, it'll probably just make more problems for your family and friends and school, and basically everyone you were associated with. If it's popularity you're worried about, keep in mind that you aren't missing much. Maybe I'm the only one who noticed this, but popular people are generally assholes. Why would you choose to follow the assholes? All that comes out of them is shit. I've never considered myself really popular or unpopular, I just do what I do. It seems to be working out alright. So what if some big group of jackoffs don't like my sense of humor and jokes and stuff? I'll go enjoy the company of people who do. My point is, the easiest way out of most situations is to change your approach. Quitting won't help you win. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-11-08T14:08:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
Sorry about the previous double-post, but blogger was being stupid and not letting me post and all this stuff. So deal with it. What do all you people think about getting pleasure out of someones misery? I have this friend, and shes been in love with this guy for like ever. Every time she tries to get with him, he ends up being an ass. I told her to give up trying, and she agreed, and then shes like, I still like him. So I said that she can do whatever she wants to with him, but when it fucks up, don't expect sympathy from me. Well, today, it fucked up, and she expected symapthy from me. Well, I got news for you, no sympathy. From now on, no one gets sympathy from Vance, because it's all for pointless reasons. Wow, some guy doesn't like you, find someone more worth your time. It isn't a big deal. If any of you think I'm a prick for thinking this way, then go to fucking hell, because I don't feel like putting up with your trivial bullshit. Thank you and goodnight.

2002-11-07T21:45:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
I just found the most depressing song ever. It's called "Mad World" by Gary Jules. The sickest part about it is that it's one of the truest songs I've ever heard. Keep in mind that I've surpassed feeling depressed. It doesn't happen to me anymore. But the fact remains that we're all fucked. If you need a good weep about the sorry state of humanity, check this song out and just let go. I'm tempted to start crying right now. But I'm not going to. Go coming to grips with eternity! Or lack thereof.

On a lighter note, check out the song "Let me Ride That Donkey" by the 69 boys. It totally counteracts the effect of the previous song, but it's funny stuff. If you need a pick up, this is the one. If you were in school with me today, you would understand what I'm talking about. Not really, but you probably heard me singing it, because it's fun.
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I'm having issues with humanity again. It's not really anything new, but you know, I feel I should talk about my own feelings for once as like, a real person and not as a ranter. Don't think I won't rant again, because I will, but the fact remains that humanity disgusts me. I was reading Jurassic Park, and Ian Malcolm is a god among men. Sorry if this seems ramblish, but I'm pretty sick right now, and messed up on Advil and Dimetapp and like, 20 boxes of smarties, so it's a tough call as to whether I'm actually typing this or I'm asleep and this is some wacky realistic dream. Boo realistic dreams. If you're going to dream, make it fantastical. Why the hell think about something that happens normally? That's what you're imaginations for. Although it is a double edged sword. On one hand, without imagination, the world becomes stale and boring. Scientists are caused by lack of imagination. They need to see things for what they really are and not what they appear to be. Why do you think they give a shit about molecules and moles and subatomic particles? You can't see them, but because they exist, people have the need to know about it. Remember back in Greek mythology, when man was created out of dust? God made Adam in his(God's) image, and then made Eve out of one of Adams ribs. This is back when imagination ruled the place. But then the scientists came in and needed to explain things. On the other hand, imagination leads to fantastical ideas that usually end up starting cults. Osama and Charles Manson come to mind. But either way, imagination lends itself to either good or bad. Some people think of ways to help mankind(which can't be done, mind you.) Others think of ways to kill more people. Biological weapons, anyone? So if you're going to be thinking, think of things that are completely random, so you can't hurt anyone but your social life and yourself. That's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-11-07T21:10:00.000-08:00

2002-11-01T20:30:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
Two rants today, joined into one big heap o'fun. First, I'm going to bitch about these fucking arrogant scientists. Who do they think they are, trying to explain everything for us? Who really gives a shit. I don't care why things happen, as long as they don't happen for the bad. It annoys me that they think just because we can understand something and create a formula to describe it doesn't mean we can affect it. A boat travels at 20 km/h for 10 minutes. How far does it go? I don't give a big fat rat fuck about it. I'll get in my car, and drive 20 km/h for 10 minutes and tell you how far I've gone. It's not like physics and chemistry are going to do anything, it's just explaining something that has been happening for millions of years without formulas telling us why. The formulas piss me off too. What the hell are these stupid terms they use? Joules, Newton Metres, shit like that? It's just mindless jargon, especially when they mean the same thing as each other. These scientists think that just because they can explain something, we have somehow conquered another major factor in the universe. Well, I've got news for them. You just watched something happen and associated arbitrary numbers and words with it. 1, 17, 72, they don't actually have significance, they just represent amount. I could make up a new number, and just be different from everyone else, but it doesn't make it true. Don'at act like you can explain the workings of the world and then claim it was your idea. These things just happen. Accept it. My second point is a religious theory. I think that Jesus, after he was persecuted by the Romans for crimes against the king, caused by the sins of the jews, he came back. The second coming of Jesus and Judgment day are already past. Jesus came back and persecuted the Jews. He was Hitler. The Americans killed Jesus in an all out war. Why do you think that ever since then, God has been against us and trying to kill us? It's because we blew his son off the face of the Earth. Jesus was able to make people trust and believe him, and so was Hitler. Shocking coincidence, I think not. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-29T16:44:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody,
When the hell are you all going to realize that it's not really important? None of what any of us are doing is important. It's just filling time between the time we're born and the time we're going to die. I'm not saying this in a depressing way, like, we're all going to die, whats the point of doing shit, what the hell? I'm saying it in more of a way of lighten up and let things run their course, and if they don't go your way, so what? If some guy breaks up with you, don't treat it like you should go kill yourself or kill him or anything, it's just one person. Relax a little. Go have some coffee. Something better will come your way. If you fail a test, who cares? It's just one test in school. If you fail the year, do it again, if you feel like it. No one is forcing you to go to school and make something of yourself. It's just something that you're doing. I'm not saying don't try in school, it usually ends up being helpful for getting jobs and positions and the like, but I'm just saying don't treat it like your world has just come crashing down. Your world and my world are the same world. You're just seeing it from over there. Nothing I'm doing is currently important. I'm simply doing it out of fun. If I didn't have such a good time in school most of the time, I wouldn't go, but I have a lot of friends there, so it makes it a worthwhile investment. Same goes for relationships. If it wasn't fun, I wouldn't be in one. And don't give me that "someone to love, someone to hold, significant other" bullshit. None of us are significant. If I want someone to hold, I'll go hold someone. Someone to love, that's what family is for. My point is, stop being so tense. So what if your hair doesn't look right? So what if your car has a scratch on it? So what if someone spills pop on your pool table? These are just material goods. They aren't even yours. When you die, they stay here, and someone else gets them. Material goods are just that: Material. There's a little pop stain on a pool table. Hell, I'll gladly accept that from someone. And don't piss and moan about how much it cost. It's still just material goods. Money is material too. I can rip it apart, and it doesn't mean anything. It means I lost a piece of paper representing some form of currency. But that's all in the mind. If I look at this post-it note and believe that it's worth 50 bucks, then why isn't it? It's not sanctioned by the government. Remember back in trader days, when pelts could be traded for guns, and then the guns traded for boats, then the boats were traded for food? That was all out of necessity. How is a pool table necessary? It just sits there! You hit balls with a stick! As soon as this provides you with important survival abilities, I'll start accepting it as something to bitch about. Well, thats all.

2002-10-23T21:40:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
You know what really twists my tit? These fucking dumbshits that have to mock and ridicule people that they think they're superior to in order to feel superior. The story goes like this: I was sitting in Chemistry, talking to good ol' Nigel and good ol' Brock and good ol' Chris. These two dumb batches sitting next to us were sitting and laughing quietly at Chris, calling him ugly and shit. What in the fuck? Chris is a crazy nice guy, and these stupid whores think they have to mock him in order to feel good about themselves. It's all based in insecurity. These people are insecure with themselves, and find it necessary to laugh at people they want to be better than socially. This is a load of crap. Everyone is good socially. We all have our own groups of friends. Some of us more than others, but so what? As long as you enjoy the company you're with, things are going your way. Making fun of people only marks you as a lonely individual who doesn't know how to react in a social situation. If beating the people lower than you is a good strategy to get up, I wonder how well being nice to the people above you works? Besides, without people who are lower down in the social structure of things, being higher up wouldn't be all that glamorous. Buildings can't be as tall without their lower levels, can they? The way I sees it, without the losers, there aren't that many winners. If you killed all the people that are considered losers, then the people above them would become losers. Kill them, and the people above them. This would continue until only you and one other person is left. If he's cooler than you, then you get killed. If you're cooler than him, he dies, and you're alone. Judging people on social status isn't quite a pretty way to go through life, because you'll eventually end up alone. My system is this: be nice to everybody you meet, even if they don't like you. If they don't like you, then they have no reason to hang around with you, and they'll stay out of your hair. The people that truly do want to hang around with you will hang around, and you'll have plenty of friends. Just don't get taken advantage of. But that's a rant for a different day. That's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-20T18:57:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
In response to wacky blog Jesus, violence in the media isn't causing us to be violent. It's just representing the way things are done in today's society. The reason for the pentagrams and devil references and things in Quake is because that is what appeals to the people of today. They didn't appear in Quake and then become popular, people started using them because they felt like worshipping the devil, and Quake took them to sell videogames. Violence in the media isn't a promotion, it's a sell-out. There is so much coverage of 9/11 and the war on terrorism because it holds people's interest. 9/11 was more than a year ago, and we still talk about it. Why? Because it happened, and it was significant, so why let it die? The war on terrorism is covered so much because people are interested in the fact that we are trying to stop terrorism. So interested, in fact, that they are willing to completely overlook the fact that since 9/11, the only progress we have made in stopping terrorism is upping America's alert-defense system. We can't find Osama, we haven't captured any of the Al Quaida or any of the groups behind this whole terrorism thing. We aren't able to do anything, but it's all in the effort, right? We're trying. And we'll keep trying, right up to the point of sending soldiers into Afghanistan, because something might be there, and then they go into the caves, get caught by the hometeam, killed, and they have more weapons now. Basically, we get to sit around and wait till they attack us again. The reason why we got attacked? Religious beliefs. Osama thought it was his mission from god to kill all the Americans. You know, because god has a strong sense of patriotism. He doesn't like a country that he had nothing to do with the formation of. He put us here, and we decided on the borders. So somehow, he's against that. That crazy god and his wacky working in mysterious ways. It's probably his fault there's violence in the media. He's using it to pit us against the Afghanistanians, and there will be an all out war. World War 3! This all supports my thinking that god is against us. Humans are the only ones with so many allergies and diseases. Animals rarely have these diseases, and if they do, they just die and leave the healthy ones alone. That's why animals still rule the planet, no matter how much we think we do. We try to play god, and in response to this, real god, if he in fact exists, is pissed, and he wants us dead. What better way than starting international warfare? With nuclear projectiles, no less? Just a thought. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-19T00:07:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Anyone remember my drinking rant? Where I bitch and moan about drinkers being morons? Well, further proof has been created tonight. Of course, names will be omitted to protect the drunken hooligans. Basically, me and some buds were hanging out, having a good time. Then they broke out the booze. Well, naturally, I don't like booze, but because I trust these friends, I went along with it. Well, three of them got wasted off of their asses and totally destroyed a lot of the faith and respect I had for them. it turned into this big soap opera-y drama thing that disgusted me. The saddest part came when they started vomiting on themselves and all over the place. Ladies and gentlemen, know your limits! Realize how much liquor you can actually fit into your disheveled little human frame. Keep in mind that this stuff is unnatural. It's not normally found in your body, so your body is going to want to get rid of it. And fast. Why would you forcefully put an unnatural substance in your body, and then act like it isn't going to hurt you? You don't stab yourself in the head, let the lightheadedness due to loss of blood make you feel good, and then complain that your head hurts. Accept some forking responsibility here, people. Drink and enjoy it, not to the point of looking like a vomit-covered mess. I wish I could videotape these drunks and let them see how they act. Betcha they would change their tune a little bit. Let's do things in moderation. Vomiting isn't a normal thing to do for the hell of it, so when it starts happening, I think you're done. That's all, thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-16T14:35:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
This rant site seems to be getting pretty popular, and a lot of people have been telling me to chill out based on my opinions of drinking, drugs, and people in general. To all you people, I send this message: Fuck off. I'm entitled to my opinions, and I'm not trying to change your opinions of anything. If I do, then that's kind of cool, but it just goes to show that you're as weak-willed as all the other scum-sucking slobs out there. Get some balls on you, for shits sake. Stand up to me by making an arguement, not just saying that I'm wrong and that I should relax.

Speaking of weak-willed, I'm sick of all you people out there too lazy to try and change things that piss you off. Get out there and do something. Granted, I don't do much to change things, but I realize that a lot of shit doesn't matter and isn't worth changing. If you think something is worth changing, then fucking get out there and change it. You could write a letter, kick an ass, don't sit and whine to me about it, I have no time for shiftless layabouts. Or don't, because frankly, it doesn't matter what you do, unless you change something I enjoy, in which case, Ill severely pummel you until you change it back, with your magical change changer ability. If you lack these abilities, do your best to stay out of my way, and avoid bitching and complaining. You aren't going to change me by telling me to. You aren't going to change me by forcing me to. Believing you can change people is the first step towards realizing that you are very insignificant in plenty of peoples lives. Keep that in mind, 6 billion people in the world, and only about 12 of them really care about you. Bet you feel special now, don't you?

2002-10-15T16:15:00.000-07:00

Which Archangel are
you? by Xera

Check it out, I'm Christopher Walken from The Prophecy. Check that movie out, cuz it rules. And Viggo Mortensens in it, and he's Swedish.

2002-10-10T17:56:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
When did we lose the art of communication? This new wave of Internet speak and javascript and HTML have all gone above and beyond most peoples heads. I don't understand most of it. Maybe I'm not the smartest person on the planet, but seriously, if I can't even tell what it is that you're attempting to say, something must be wrong with how you're saying it. I'll start off at one end of the hard-to-understand spectrum and work my way to the other end. All you dumbass little saps on the internet talking to your friends, saying things like "lol" or "nm" or "w/e" can all just go to hell. First off, They're hard to understand. "lol" means literally, "laugh out loud". Unless you are actually laughing out loud because of it, you can't use this. Also, I've seen some people finding something extremely funny and resorting to "lolololololol". This would translate to "laugh out loud out loud out loud out loud out loud out loud" Does that make any conceivable sense to you? I thought not. "nm" is confusing, because in my experience, it currently means two things, "not much" and "nevermind". Why is it easier to not make any sense than to just type a few extra letters? "w/e" for whatever. But whatever is one word. Shouldn't it just be "w"? Then, in the middle grounds, there's abbreviations that aren't any shorter, like gurl, boi, tumorroh, and any other stupid differently spelled words. I believe I covered this one already, so I'll just let it be. Now on the far end, there's all you web savvy people out there who can write in HTML and Leet and all that mindless garbage. It isn't so bad as a practical application, but some of these people just get carried away, and they can like, write it on paper and give it to their buds and their buds understand it. It's sick! What the hell happened to actually talking to people normally? Now I understand that this computer and this blog thing use HTML quite extensively, but I don't. I don't grasp HTML at all, and it hasn't hurt me so far. If you've ever talked to me on MSN, I've never abbreviated or shortened anything. It gets to the point of some people not even talking in complete sentences. "Hey" "sup" "nm" "coo" "u" "nm" "coo" Doesn't it make you look like a complete fucking dumbshit? Barnyard noises, it looks like. Well, that's all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-09T22:10:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
No new rant today, just some general comments about things..

Kudos to Lance and Amanda on their rants. I'm impressed.

I was reading Swoo's blog, and you're wrong, not everyone likes everyone, but everyone likes me.

If I seem depressed or something tomorrow, or today, or yesterday, depending on when you read this, don't worry. I'm still a little bit sick, and I'm always generally pretty annoyed with the world, it's just a lot more evident as of late.

Well, thats all, thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-08T16:29:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
I'm damn tired of all the arrogant people in our world. Don't they realize that no one actually cares? Humans tend to think about how great we actually are as a race, as a species. They aren't aware of the fact that we actually suck. We are born, it takes us months, sometimes even years to learn how to walk properly. You ever seen the birth of a horse or something? Like on Discovery Channel? Those things pop out and are walking within minutes. Why aren't humans like that? Because we've spoiled ourselves, thats why. We learned how to cook and how to build things, so our natural impulses stop functioning. I know I'm kind of contradicting myself typing on this peice of modern day technology, but I'm a dissaffected human of today, it's how I was raised. Humans parade around like we somehow have control over what's going to happen to us in the future, and the earth, and all that. Look back at my hippie rant. I go over our saving of the planet pretty well there. The same thing applies to monetary issues too. These asshole actors and baseball players and hockey players are walking around, in their fancy armani suit made out of the shit of a worm, by the way, and then they donate $100,000 to some charity that could use, say, oh, $6 000 000, and claim they are giving something back to society. Think about it, they are doing something they love doing, something they did for fun in high school, get paid ungodly amounts, and then give back their chump change and act like they're doing something? Holy fucking shit Christ! They should be good and willing to cough up all the cash they make with the exceptions of lower class living arrangements like most hard working people have, and give the rest to the people on the street. Why don't they, you ask? It doesn't fit the economy, due to stereotypes of poor people. The government thinks that if the bums get money, they're going to spend it all on booze. It won't help the economy, a bunch of drunk bums running around. My plan is, either make the bums buy a house, and get a job, or kick them out of the country. We don't have any room for freeloaders. Put them all in one of those third world countries where everyone is poor and drunk like them. They'll be right at home. That's why they call them homeless. They may have a house, but no home. Home is where the heart is, right? Well, they got no family. It only makes sense. Put them with people they would get along with. People with no money and lots of booze. They would have something in common. Well, thats all. Thanks for dropping by.

2002-10-07T22:16:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Are you as sick of these damn poser people as I am? They sit around and think it's all about the image. Personal style and ability have nothing to do with it. They feel that if they dress the part, it's as good as theirs. People wearing their skate shoes and carrying their boards around like they're hot shit. First off, I have great respect for people that can actually skateboard, because it's hard as shit, believe me, I broke my assbone trying to skate. But all these cocksuckers out there pretending they can skate disgust me. Show me some actual ability and I'll show you someone worth listening to. The same goes all over the place. To all white guys wearing Fubu, you're white! I'm not racist or anything, but in some situations, you just look like a dirty jackoff trying to copy whats popular at the time. Same with you whorish bitches out there. You aren't from the "ghetto", you don't have a "booty", and you aren't with it. Next time I hear a white guy say "S'up muh nigger?" I guarantee you I'm going to slap his poser ass through a pane glass window. Also, girls, don't take pride in your image if it's a slutty one. No one respects chicks that put out except their boyfriends. If you get that reputation, don't start dressing the part, do something about it. Ok, back to the issue of skater poser ripoff people. First off, theres my Avril Lavigne rant, which covers most of this topic. But also, look at most of the great skaters: Tony Hawk, Bucky Lasek, Tom Green. None of them dress like skaters. Same with the non-professional skaters around our area. The best ones I see never look like they know what they would be doing. Stop spending so much time looking like you know what you're doing and start finding out what you're doing. I play the bass, I don't carry a bass around with me and wear a shirt that says "Bassplayer" on it, so why should you advertise that you skate, if, in reality, you don't. Get some talent, and then the image will follow. It will never happen the other way around. Thanks for stopping by.

2002-10-07T14:23:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
You know why people smoke? Its because they need something in their mouths. My solution to cancer is to have all the damn smokers get together and start sucking dick. That way at least someone gets something out of it besides death. Of course, then you have to worry about Aids. But you get a blowjob. Blowjob and aids, or cancer and nothing? Take your pick.

2002-10-05T01:05:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
What's with all the fucking drinking? Why do we need to drink an unnatural solution in order to allow ourselves to have a good time? I'm sick of it. I've been around drunk people before, and it's nothing special. Nothing I can't do sober. The main reason people drink is to lower their inhibitions and be willing to do more stuff than usual. Am I the only one who can not care about public opinion while still maintaining the dignity of my own bladder control? There's so much stuff to be worried about when it comes to drinking too. I don't know about all you people in blogreader land, but my parents would completely murder me if they ever caught me drunk. Then the cops would have a pretty good time with it. And then you have to concern yourself with all the bullshit before hand. How to get the booze, where to get the booze, who pays for the booze, where the hells the booze. Why go through all this trouble to do something you can pull off naturally? Or at least I can. Maybe you people just aren't comfortable with your ability to relax and have a good time so you need alcohol to do it for you. You pass it off as something all your conformist friends do to. Let me tell you something. Your group of conformofriends drunk is just like my sober friends. The only difference is that we are able to relax and not care what everyone else thinks of us. We don't need an excuse to act like fuckshits. "I was drunk, it doesn't matter." Well, it fucking happened. Theres jackall you can do about it. I would rather know I did something than hear the stories and see the pictures. A picture of you with vomit all over your clothes and your head in a toilet isn't the most stunning peice of photographic work ever to see the light of day, you know what I mean?

2002-10-03T20:24:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
I'm forking sick of all these damn top 10 or top 30 or top 5 of the hour and all this crap. Why do we care what is the best? We should be listening and doing and watching for the fun of it. When I watch music videos, I just want to see music videos. I don't give a shit if it's voted the best by a bunch of dumbass jerkoffs who care if their opinion of an Eminem video is heard. I just want to see some videos. The whole society is so obsessed with what is currently the best, like it somehow represents our culture. It's just media, it doesn't affect, or represent, it just is. Let it all go. Besides, we're lucky it doesn't represent our culture. Look at the past number 1's of the last couple of years, a white poserboy who raps about killing his wife and raping his mother, a lying schoolgirl breast implant slut, a fake latino from the bronx, a child molester. Frankly, music videos should represent out society. They seem to be the most normal people out there. Competition is good in small amounts, it encourages better products and lower prices, but when it extends to the world of just hanging out and having fun, and seeing which shitty teen star is better, then things are getting out of hand. They're just trying to express themselves, they don't care if it gets to number one. And if they do, then they got into the music and television business for entirely the wrong reasons. It's just another way we try to prove to ourselves we're better, when we're only screwing ourselves over. Thank you. p.s. Scott, I think my rant site kicked yours's ass.

2002-10-01T21:51:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
The only thing more annoying than a soap opera on television is one in real life. You ever seen these jackasses? Going about their menial tasks and talking to the same people, and treating it like its some big news event. Extra extra, read all about it, no one gives a shit. So what if your friend started hanging around with a different group of friends? It's not like they ditched you for good, they're just talking to someone else. I'm sick of you arrogant pricks thinking that what you happen to be doing is so important that you can get all pissed off about it. Nothing that any of us does is of any importance. Sure, it does have some significance in daily life, but not everyone cares. Just shut up, talk about it calmly, or just let it go. It's just a little happening in your sorry bitch of a life, don't turn it into a big happening in everyone elses lives. My life isn't important, neither is yours. Get over yourself. Life isn't a television show. Don't overact. Or at least imitate one of those good shows, like COPS or Celebrity Boxing, or Springer. Don't waste my time with this Days of Our Lives As The World Turns bullshit. When I want sappy television, I'll watch Fox. When I'm in school I want to see people acting like normal people, not dirty assfucks they think they should act like due to what television dictates. So some stuckup bitch yells at her friend for dating her ex-boyfriend. No one else gives a shit, so don't act like they do. If you can't solve it on your own, get an impartial friend to help you. Or Doctor Phil. Take it to real T.V. because I don't have the time for your fake television bullshit. Thank you.

2002-09-30T21:06:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Not so much rants today, but general ponderings.

How come when traffic is coming towards you, it's oncoming, but when it's going away from you, it's outgoing? Shouldn't it be offgoing? Or incoming?

Why is it that you wear underwear and outerwear over your usual wear? Shouldn't it be overwear? or innerwear?

Why is indigo in the rainbow? Isn't that quite an odd color for a rainbow? And where's brown?

When did it become fashionable to wear hats backwards and right at the back of your head, when its primary function is to be over your eyes to block the sun?

Have you seen those new pants for people with the really low ass and pockets? So your pants aren't really baggy, but they just look like it? What in the fuck?

Doesn't sup piss you off too?

Same with a'ight

Well, thats all I got for now. Thanks for stopping by.

2002-09-29T20:50:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
To all these people out there whining about things not going how you planned them: Join the forking club!
Think of it this way, the earth is a big spinning ball, spinning around an even bigger ball of pure fucking fire. We would be engulfed instantly if the earth flew into the sun. The earth keeps spinning, the sun keeps burning, and all this happens all day everyday. Theres jack all we can do about it. So just relax, watch a sunset or two, and enjoy your time here. Nothing is going as we planned, its all just happening. Let it go. Sit back, eat some Doritos, get a slurpee, watch some violent movie, and relax your organized plan asshole.

2002-09-29T15:39:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Anybody remember my very first post? When I talked about my band and it not having a name and stuff? Well, we have a name now. We are known as the Mixed Berry Project. Thats all.

2002-09-29T01:24:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Who gets to decide when words meanings get changed? If you refer back to my classiness rant, I talk alot about classiness. People have been telling me that classiness means something different than how I used it. Who changed the meaning of the word? I know I didn't get a newsletter in the mail about it. I think there should be some form of questionnaire going around that we can fill out and file for changing words. Remember when access was a thing? You could have an access. Now you do it. It changed. The same goes for some of those cliches that people use a lot. Saying you have a monkey on your back means that there is a great weight on your shoulders. It has nothing to do with addictions. Getting the monkey off your back means you managed to solve your problem, not overcome an addiction. If changing words and meanings are that easy, then I suggest we change the word pubic and the word public around. Now porn stars shave their public hair and we hang around in pubic parks. There are pubic swimming pools and pubic drinking fountains, but when you have a shower, make sure you wash your public region. Also, some words have too many meanings and spellings to count. These should be made into their own individual words. Of course, eventually you would run out of possible letter combinations. But that wouldn't be for a while. Words like push and shove should be forced to have only one meaning per word to allow the other word to mean something new. Push means push, and shove is the name for the handle on a stove. Then there are extra words. Words just for emphasis. And sound words. So many opportunities to make a lot of new words, and we waste them on old meanings. Lets make these words make sense, or they won't be worth any cents to our scents. Figure that one out, and see which one won. Confuzzling, ain't it?

2002-09-29T01:12:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
You ever have an argument with a person that took everything personally? I was talking to this guy recently about drinking. For those of you not in the know, I'm opposed to drinking and drugs in basically every form, and I was talking to this guy. I mentioned how his girlfriend told me she got really drunk. Then I started saying how people that decide to go and get drunk are doing it wrong, that you should go out and drink, and maybe get drunk, but don't plan on it. He started saying "You calling my girlfriend a drunk?" And I says no, I'm stating about people in general, and then he thought I was calling him an idiot for something. You can't have an argument with these kinds of people because they aren't willing to accept something as a peice of information, it's just taken as an insult. I never really insult people, and if I was going to, it wouldn't be during an argument. If you aren't willing to just relax your dumbass defensive asshole, then you shouldn't try and discuss things with people. If you're open to opinions, then you can argue, if you can make a valid point. If your point is "It just is" I'm going to smack you personally. Thanks, bye.

2002-09-28T17:27:00.000-07:00

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I don't know what the hell this means, but its interesting. Mayhaps Amanda or Lance or someone who knows what the poo a kuroneko is can let me know.

2002-09-27T17:17:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
The other day, my engrish teacher, Mr. Brayman started yelling at a girl for doing something he didn't consider "classy." What the fuck is classy? Using a term like this indicates that there is some sort of proper class that we should all be. Isn't this like, far insanely out of whack compared with where we should be? First off, the whole reason the world is fucked up is that we've divided ourselves into classes, causing some people to be excluded from where they should actually belong. Classes start dividing people, and they start thinking that they can't do something simply because it didn't fit in with their class. I used to be like this. I thought I was a nerd, so I shouldn't make an attempt at sports or art or music, because nerds did none of that. Then I did some thinking. This is bullshit, I thought to myself, and stopped following that trend. Now I do whatever the hell I want, and its working out just fine. Don't give into this class bullshit, it's just a bunch of small groups of dirty communists telling you what to think and what to do. The second thing wrong with his statement about being classy is that which class is she? She may have been acting completely normal for people in her class. Just because her class may have been lower doesn't mean she should try to be higher. She is who she is. Class is short for classification. They're trying to classify you. You know why? Easier ownership rights. "Ok Bob, you get upper middle class, I'll take low class, and Jerry will have to settle for lower middle." They're turning us into breeds of dogs now. Frankly, I'm disgusted. Thank you

2002-09-26T23:16:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Earlier today I had a big rant on its way, and then my buddy came over, and then some other kid, and this whole thing started and I didn't get to finish it. Well, here's the final cut.
I'm sick of all these people looking into the past. So what if some big tragedy happened decades ago? It happened decades ago. I admit that there's nothing wrong with looking into the past, as it allows us to see where we're going judging by where we've been. But sometimes people can just go too nuts. You shouldn't spend all your time thinking about what happened, or else you're going to miss whats going to happen. There is nothing you can do to change the past, its already been done. You can change current events caused by the event in the past, but theres nothing you can do about that event itself. Just accept what happened and learn to deal with it. You restrict yourself by looking backwards. Have you ever tried walking backwards for a day? Isn't so easy now, is it? Same goes for looking forward. If you say, "This is what I'm going to be doing in two weeks, and then this is in a month, blah blah blah" Yeah, well, whats going on now? Do something now so I don't have to wait around for two weeks before your sorry annoying ass leaves. Focus on what is happening, because thats all we have. The past we had. The future we will have. But right now all we got is the present, so make the best of it. Rant part 2: Stupid fucking war! Humans are the only species that go to war, yet somehow we think of ourselves as highly evolved. You ever seen two big bucks fighting? Or crocodiles? Or ants? All these battles have relatively little violence, no one dies, and a winner is just accepted when the truth becomes known. Humans fight for what they believe is right, which can't be true because so many different cultures believe so many different things. They go into war, hundreds, thousands, millions at a time, and most of them are killed. Nothing actually got solved, except maybe the overpopulation of the earth. I understand this doesn't really hold true anymore, what with all the technological weapons around. Oh great, nothing like a long-term case of cancer to brighten a continents spirits. Now we bomb people with stuff that doesn't even kill them, it just causes them to suffer. How is that going to solve anything? I say they sit down, the two leaders, and they talk about it till an agreement is reached. If they can't reach an agreement, a fight to the death ensues. Winner is right. Loser gets a replacement. And on that note, fuck democracy. The person who gets elected high official usually has the popular vote. This is because he makes the popular promises. Then the popular people represent this sorry place, and they all do what they think their friends would do, and not what would actually help anyone. There should be a panel of nine guys to decide. That way, there's always a tie breaking guy.And nine provides for a reasonable amount of varied input. Back to my point about war, we feel superior to animals that can resolve their differences without violence, a lesson we teach our kids, right before we go out and shoot a bomb full of anthrax and the flesh eating disease at someone. If only we would learn to heed our own advice. Thats all for now, bye.

2002-09-26T00:25:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
I was reading Amandas blog once again, and now I'm ranting. Sorry, I'll try not to take up too much of your time.
Religion is just an attempt by people trying to explain what they can't explain. They know everything up until why we're here, and people are so desperate to know where they came from. They can't just accept that they are. They look into the past, and can't find anything, so they look up. They say "Oh, I know, theres God in heaven, and he created us, and its because of him we are how we are" So naturally you say "Then why do some people still do bad things?" And they glance around nervously, look left and right, up and.... down! The opposite of up! God is up! So bad must be down. Satan is down. The devil is down. He tempts you. He's the one who makes you do all the bad things you do. Satan tries to get you to be evil, and God tries to keep you good. But God has his list of house rules we all have to follow, or we get Satan to deal with. We aren't allowed to lust after someone. If this were really the case, then when cavemen were around, they wouldn't have gone around clubbing and raping the women of their tribe, and the human race wouldn't have proceeded ahead. You can't covet your neighbors wife. Same deal as lusting. No gluttony. You can't be a fat slob. Who came up with these rules? What bearing to they have on life lately? Jack and shit, and Jack left town. Just because you can't explain something doesn't mean you should make up some far fetched story about an invisible man living in the sky who can see every side of the world at once. Look at a ball. You can only see one side of it at once. Unless God has an elaborate series of space-mirrors. But thats a rant for a different day. I don't know where my shit goes when I flush the toilet, but I don't claim theres some magic man in my toilet that is going to reward me for doing good and punishing me if it clogs up the works. If God created us in his image, then he's just as fucked up as the rest of us are, and he'll accept your sorry messed up ass into the pearly gates same as anyone and everyone else.

2002-09-26T00:08:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
It's one in the morning, and it's really forking cold! I got up to turn on the heater and then decided that I would come on here and tell you that I discovered the meaning of life. I discovered it awhile back, but I was never really able to get it out to the general public. Happiness is the meaning of life. Everything thats ever been done and thats ever going to be done is done in order to acheive happiness on some level. When I bought a cheeseburger the other day, it made me happy. When Hitler killed off the Jews, it made the Germans happy. Any given situation is done for someones happiness. Name a situation that you don't think could possibly have happiness involved, and I'll point it out to you. Happiness is the meaning of life. That's that rhetorical question put to rest. Next question please, God. Keep 'em coming, I've got all night.

2002-09-25T22:36:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
My brother just got a webcam, so I been messin around with that something feirce. Fierce? Whatever. I was just reading Lances blog, and hes all worried about after high school and all that with him and Amanda. Maybe they don't give a shit about my opinion, but here it is anyways. Theres still some time left for you guys, at least another year before concerning yourself with the fine details of after high school edumacation. And a lot of people take a year off. You have all the time you need to make money and shit if you need to. And if you can't just bunk with me illegally, and we'll screw the system over, because its so very fun to do. Reading over Amanda's blog, I realized that her blog takes a crazy long time to load on my computer compared to that of everyone else. Also, I'm still slacking on engrish, and chemistry for that matter, but we have an assembly tomorrow. I don't know, maybe I'll do it, maybe I won't. Mysteries of the future and shit. Well, thats all. Bye

2002-09-25T15:43:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
More ranting from Vance. I was just watching the television, and that Avril Lavigne song came on, "Sk8r Boi." The way I sees it, anyone who spells words differently for no reason than being different is automatically a fuckstick. Automatically. Shes all about being punk skater yeah, and then she goes and follows with the preppy choch trend of spelling things fucked up, like gurl, boi, ashlee, stacee, or any other name that should end with a Y but they end it with an I. These changes are completely unneccesary, and have no function, other than make you look like you dont know how to spell things correctly. They mark you as stupid and an individual this planet can do without. On a sort of similar note, "boi" would not be pronounced "boy", it would be pronounced "Bwah." This doesn't make any sense. Spelling things different in order to be different accomplishes nothing. The only way to be different is to be different. It's all in the personality, not the actions. I could change the way I dress, act, do things, everything about me, but my base personality instincts would still persist. You shouldn't have to rely on what genre you are to determine who you hang around with. My genre is Vance. Thats all there is to it. And to all you preppy fuckin pricks like Pat and Matt, just because I don't play hockey doesn't mean I can't play hockey. It's just a useless game with no bearing on real life. Football is useless too. It's good for fun, but as soon as agents and money and sponsors came in, they sucked the wholesomeness right out of the game. When it's just a couple of friends throwing a ball around, then it's enjoyable, but when poor people don't get spare change, it's not because we don't choose to give them anything, it's because these "sports figures" are making 1.2 million dollars a game. For doing something they like. Its disgusting. I would gladly give away a million dollars a game to someone who needs it more than me. I could live just fine on 200 000 a game. I'm kind of off my original topic now, but my point is that labels make things worse. Be your own person, not who bootlegger or gap or whatever the fuck other labels out there tell you to be. Most of you probably won't read this far, but if you did, I hope you enjoyed. Thank you.

2002-09-25T14:13:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
Just got home from a funky school day. It was quite nuts seeing as how i didnt go to bed till like, 3 this morning, and now im in school. I was so tired and it was weird, but fun. It's my brothers birthday today, hes the big 1 5. I'm still older though, so I win. Also, I started taking care of the bass parts for the drama class's production of Oliver. Its quite the bassline, I tell ya what. I love playing bass, so I think I'll stick with it. And the thing is, I drive the batmobile, so i still rule. Something else to rant about: Fucking hippies! They piss me off with all their save the earth bullshit. Thing is, the earth isn't that bad right now, and we aren't so much as putting a blip on its damage radar. The earth has been around for hundreds of trillions of years (or a bajillion, eh Lance?). Humans have been around for what, 500 000? It's just arrogant thinking to say we could possible hurt the earth, let alone completely destroy it. The earth has been through floods, ice ages, complete meteoric destruction, dinosaurs, and thousands of other things before we came along. If anything, we're helping out by providing the earth with useful plastic. After we all die, and we will, the earth will incorporate plastic as a new element. Along with styrofoam. And people will mine it, and make cups and plates and things out of it. So everyone relax your tight environmental asshole and let the earth take its course. Mother Earths a big girl, she can handle herself. Alright, I think I'm done for right now. Thanks for ranting with me, bye.

2002-09-24T23:29:00.000-07:00

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2002-09-24T23:25:00.000-07:00

Thats wacky, Pulp Fiction style, I'm Vince. Vance is Vince, holy shit. Screw you, its late.

2002-09-24T23:24:00.000-07:00

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An Elvis man, you like you women dangerous and your steaks bloody. You often get wrapped up in landscapes and fail to realize the danger you put yourself into. Don't get cocky, and don't get caught. It might be good to lay off the drugs every once in a while. Just a suggestion.

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2002-09-24T22:24:00.000-07:00

Whoa, I can like, post quiz answers and stuff. Thats amazing. I found something new to make my blog interesting. Go me.

2002-09-24T22:23:00.000-07:00

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2002-09-24T22:16:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
The Osbournes rule.I'm basically slacking on my engrish homework. Its not like its hard or anything, but I'm just a lazy bitch. I'm also seriously considering attempting to try to get a job, because I want that pretty upright electric bass at Avenue. Downside being it's 3000 smackers. Hopefully I can get a job that pays relatively well. I was feeling a little bit nuts this afternoon after my nap. Just kind of restless and stuff like that. So I went for a drive down to safeway, rocking out to Metallica all the way. I got me a milkshake, and some deodorant. You don't want a stinkypants Vance walking around, thats for sure. It was a good day. I still havent done my homework. I've been writing this post for like, half an hour now. My brother came over and started talking. He can be a funny guy when hes not being a dickhole. I was watching him play Half Life today. That's one of the few games I can watch and not get bored. And tea. My mom made tea, and it was good. This post is getting really long. I'm going to make random animal noises. Moo, Moo, oink, heehaw, gobble gobble, roar. Thank you, and goodnight.

2002-09-24T17:53:00.000-07:00

Dammit,
My stupid brothers a stupid dummy and hes really stupid and its annoying.
Bastard asshole doesn't answer the phone or the door, he doesn't clean up after himself, doesn't do anything.
I was having the nicest nap ever on the couch just like, half an hour ago, and he started throwing pillows at me. For no forking reason! I mean, what the hell? I was comfortable, and hes a dick. Sorry, but it had to be ranted about. Gone

2002-09-24T14:32:00.000-07:00

Hey everybody,
I just found Scotts blog. I recommend it because Scott is nuts. Hes good people though. Thats about all for now.