well then.

I didn't exactly hold true to my vow to write on this reguarly, but I am going to start taking my friends idea, and start putting my random poetry on this when I don't have anything to post, rather than put it in my writing workshop (lol). Thank you. Thank you very much.

Heres a sonnet, sadly I'm not well versed in iambic pentameter, I'll just write it in the rhyming pattern.

With so very few standing beside me,

After they have left me down in the dirt,
I need someone to hear my silent plea.
Resounding within me, no one alert.
All of their lives are spent without a point,
I hope that mine can be to give them one.
To make them see from far beyond the joint.
And I see that I am quite far from done.
With so little progress on any front,
I see the pitifulness of my plan,
And so I push with all my strength and grunt,
One last, painful effort to bridge the span

So the curtain closes behind my back,

The whole entire world fades to black.

Soh, here's teh earth...

Well, I don't really have anything to say now, but for some reason, I feel obligated to write something. So I'll discuss the views of nerds, my people, from the bigger picture. The biggest things I have against the stereotype of nerds is the lack of athleticism, nerds are not bound to their computers, calculators, or homework. They have all the abilities to go out and exercise, and I know many people who have done this. Another thing is nerds being good at math, nerds don't have to excel in math, but rather they can excel with the command of language, or with computers, or with music, or with general, random facts. I have many more points to make, but I am falling asleep, so I will leave you with a quote that a very wise woman once told me. "Good girls go for nerds."

Emos.

For starters, I have nothing against teenage depression, I myself have experienced it, and the maelstrom of hormones, social advances, and other stuff we go through can lead to it. I simply am against the expression of it through the act of becoming or acting emo. I classify emos as any person who dyes their hair excessively, wears clothing made for the opposite sex, and/or publicly, and while out of place, comment about how depressed they are. I have a lot against this, first of all, I don't understand the concept of even dying ones hair, why would you want to change how you look, we're all given a set of genes that give us a certain color hair, and why would you ever change that? On the clothing note, I dislike it when i am forced to view anything completely strange worn seriously, I can enjoy it if it's worn comically, but rather when one tries to wear things such as tight jeans and a sweater, as a guy (coughcoughdanielcough), I am thoroughly disgusted. As for publicly displaying their depression, if they were actually depressed, they would be to consumed in self-loathing to believe that anyone would care about their depression, hence feeding the cycle.

As for other things that are related to being emo such as the music, the art, and the cutting, these all can be completely unrelated to it, some emo music is good, not most of it, but some of it, for some people, drawing in the "emo style" is the only way they can express themselves in the ways that they wish to. Cutting ones self, though a horrible act, I cannot group with being emo, because even though its thought of as the definitive act of emos, it is too widespread outside of the emo community to warrant such a grouping. If you are, or know someone, or suspect that someone is depressed or cutting themselves intentionally, get help, or confront them, show them that you not only care, but you're willing to help.

VoIP and Phone over IM and Texts

I, a relatively quiet person, prefer to actually speak with someone face to face over any of the four previously mentioned forms of communication. Why? Because I can see their body language, hear their tone, and see how they react to what I am saying. Of the other forms I have mentioned, i prefer the ones where you can hear the inflection and tone of the other(s) you are talking with, those being VoIP and phone. With IM's and Texts, it is very easy to misinterpret sarcasm and seriousness with truth and silliness, and it is very difficult to accurately portray emotions.

Sadly, over the next few days, i may not be updating this as much as i like, because the time I'm not at school, doing homework, eating, and sleeping; I am now spending at lacrosse, so for all you junkies, get your drugs elsewhere.

A new begining.

Considering that I haven't posted on this in around a month and a half, i feel the need to both update it, and continue doing so so that all who wish to read my views on anything and everything may do so. If you are looking for an explanation for the lack of updates, the clearest and most definitive answer I can give is that the last month and a half has been hectic beyond belief. But enough of the past. I shall now discuss.
I feel the necessity to share my views of desks. Desks are an arbitrary hindrance in the daily workings of teens, both at school, home, and perhaps work. I like the concept in theory, and when applied to those above the age of 25. I begin with desks at school. They are both uncomfortable and do horrible things to the posture of growing and developing children. Essentially they are three slabs of a solid material, such as stone, plastic, or concrete, connected by metal rods. Having to sit in those for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, 9 months a year, for the past 10 years has prompted me to do two things, slouch, relax and try to find neck support, doing wonders for my cervical spine, and realize that only if you have impeccable posture, with absolutely no flaws at all, one can sit in these comfortably. Desks at home, however I have come to dislike for other reasons, as one can get a chair that contours to their personal preferences when it comes to posture. I dislike these because they act only as a place to put your computer and as a collector for the inevitable clutter and "perma-crud" that follow teens wherever they go. I, a proclaimed computer nerd/junkie, recently moved my room into what used to be my mothers office, and have been living in it for the past two and a half months, and i have yet to move my desk into here because I have done something taken from the culture of the Middle East. In the aforementioned region, there is little wood, so the building of tables (desks) and chairs are rare. The compensate by having lots of pillows and putting everything on the floor. I have done this with my computer, i have my monitor, speakers, keyboard, mouse, and computer itself all on the floor, I have two pillows so that I may both sit up and recline while using my computer. This takes me into my second point, as without a desk, the clutter that i generate is all in one, easy to clean location. My floor. I cannot argue against teens using desks at work, as I myself have never used one, nor have I had a job, and I have never encountered a teenager with a desk job.
I now feel obligated to share my favorite mediums for finding music. The first being the radio, one can simply turn it on, find a channel that plays music that they like, sit back, and enjoy the tunes. The second being friends, friends are an invaluable resource in many ways, intellectually, monetarily, musically, the point being that if your friends recommend it, you may probably enjoy it also. My third being Traction (downloaded at http://www.tractionradio.com), an internet radio that is meant solely for gamers, however, I have shown it to friends that do not fall into the class of gamers. I do not group this under radio, as it is a completely different interface and its mode of operation uses a stream of 1s and 0s rather than variations in the amplitude or frequency of radio waves.
I have gone back to wasting large amounts of time on the internets. I have become literate in lolspeak by spending probably too much time at icanhascheezburger. I have realized the potential of the internet as a medium for comics by reading every single Cyanide and Happiness. I have fallen to the lures of watching movies online, shopping online, and possibly the largest of all, I have returned to playing flash games. As today comes to a close, along with my offseason, i will no longer be able to waste so much time on the internets, as lacrosse starts tomorrow, and at the end of lacrosse I must return to running, and eventually cross country will start.
I must now return to the ever present threat of homework, as I have been sick for the better part of a week, and am returning to school tomorrow. But as a last note, if you wish for me to discuss something or enlighten the masses about my daily routine, or rather the variations thereof, just comment on a post or email me at JMorrow0@gmail.com