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Well, to my understanding, i've not put a message on this infernal blog for some time now. Not me, but I suppose nothing is. What could be defined as myself, is nothing: A loner (not really) an empty space, where air does not fill, because of a small invisible mass, stuck in it's way.
Why I'm writing this, is not very clear, and neither is the point. So, I must say, i'm sorry for wasting my time and yours, for i'm not even supposed to be on this computer, using this internet, to perform what i'm doing now. The real point was to write my project proposal for US History, which I did, and now that i'm done, I feel i can use the time remaining to enpower what i feel is right, or wrong.

Indulging in time is what i do best, in fact, i'm pretty sure, that it's what most of the human race does best. But, that's really not important either. Moving on, i've come up with something very interesting. I think i've found what the point of humans, on a wide scale really is, to be right, or so must i say when i feel i'm being watched while writing, which is really not very likable, so to speak, and so to infer that by reading this, you will get a feeling of being watched, turn around, and see what you've wanted to see all your life. A radiance of color, just waiting to be ruined, and by human nature, you will ruin it.

Humans never learn their lessons, which i find particularly annoying. This may sound wierd coming from me, but i have stories to relate my point. The point that no one learns their lesson, that is.

The following short story will contain uncertain dialogue, that really does refer to the real dialogue of that day, but really isn't it, because i can never remember the specifics.

I'm sitting in english class. What a surprise. The most interesting class in A days, really. The one with the most inteligence, and there's even some humor to boot. I feel like i'm in the middle of a death trap, because there's that one... pet... peeve. I've noticed how the three most noisy girls in the class are seperated into a sort of triangular seating arangement, with care not to seat them too close to each other. But, that's not the problem, the problem is, that all though sitting so far from each other, they still talk to each other (yell.) The middle of a lecture, and suddenly out of nowhere "HEY WHAT DID YOU DO OVER THE WEEKEND," and then accross the room, "I WENT TO A MOVIE." I'm sitting there, swearing in my mind. While the teacher makes threats of extra work, which i'm sure i will recieve, although i'm the most nondescript person in the classroom. The teacher never shows proof of this "extra work," or, "busy work." But i feel that in a jiffy, there could be a pile of papers the size of Mt. Everest piled on my desk, and everyone else complaining, while i stay silent, as not to invoke more work.

Really, my point is: They never get punished, and even after threats, they continue on. They continue, after being told not to, Not learning their lessons.

I'll be the first to admit that i'm not perfect. My eyesight sucks, even with corrective lenses (glasses,) and I even repeat many bad behaviors after being warned not to. The human is a very predictable being, but at the same time, they are completely Volitile. Too much enthusiasm during school hours, too much sociality, though some would decree that that is a good thing, however wrong they may be. We wallow in confidence, and never back it up. That's why i don't do that.

I'm also, not here to preach things, though, this is MY blog, and i can say what I want to say on it. But, with the proper respect for my very few viewers that actually take time to read this sort of stuff, i'll stay inpartial to either side. While I still like my side more of course.

So, with that being said, i'm sure everyone will jump to follow my wants, or needs, or anything. Being alive is sometiimes stressful, with all of those things that you dislike, bouncing around you, indiffinitive, and happy with the way they run things. Stress can be broken though, by stopping and thinking.

I came up with a quote last night, though, i'm not sure it's really a quote, I enjoyed writing it down, so i think ill end this post with it.

"My personality tank needs refilled."-

-Xymus
aka
-Tyler Lindstrom