School starts in just a few days.  I'm not in any of the "smart" science or math classes, because no one fucking uses that bullshit once they graduate.  All your grades in those classes indicate is how hard you suck your teachers dick.  I may have never gotten higher than a C in either of those two subjects, but somehow I managed to get a 1600 on my SATs.  Maybe it's because despite all the fancy titles like "biology" and "calculus", all of those courses can be renamed to "absolute fucking dogshit" because that's all it amounts to in the end. 

This begs the question to all you nerds: what are you going to do with your fancy math and science degrees once you graduate from Asshole University?  Are you going to "advance our technology" and "improve our lives" or some other idealistic shit?  Well, let me tell you all you'll be doing.  You're going to spend all your times making bombs and guns and other instruments of death to use on those who you dont like.  On people who you hate just because they're fucking different.  This is exactly why I hate you scientist douchebags.  All logic and no compassion.

Anyway, back on track.  I'm taking all of the english and art classes that I can cram into my schedule.  I hope that my teachers this year are a lot more open minded that the ones I had last year.  I swear to god (not that for a second I believe god exists, and if he does he's just out to make my life shitty), if they call my stuff "obscene" then I am going to hurt someone.  They tell you to "express what you're feeling" under the assumption that everyone feels like they're in the middle of a magical orgy of gumdrops and butterflies and candy canes or some shit.  Then I come out with something genuine, something real, something that demonstrates the essence of art, and they tell me it isn't acceptable.  Ugh.  At least there's only one more year in this shithole before I get to go to art school where people will appreciate me.

Speaking of the arts, I have a new song playing in the background of my Xanga.  I hope you all like it.  If not, well, turn off your speakers or something.

Today I was at the mall drowning my endless sorrows with a multitude of fast food when I saw someone walk by wearing a t-shirt with some cartoon character from tv on it.  This of course reminded me of my SHITTY childhood where my DOUCHEBAG parents were so fucking restrictive.  Luckily I moved now into my parents' <i>basement</i> so I don't have to deal with those conformist media-slave assholes anymore, but the time with them was horrible.  You have no idea how restrictive they are.  Like, this one time I was making out with my boyfriend on the couch and my parents came in and asked me to please get off of their sofa because we were going to make a mess and they didn't want their couch to be ruined.  That's so like them, being so caught up on all their trivial material goods.  Okay, jerkfuck parents, listen up.  It's a human fucking body.  It's a work of art, and by telling me to get my naked self off of the sofa is like obstructing my right to free speech.  Nice way to censor me, asshole. 

Speaking of censorship, you should have seen their reaction when I brought home my first boyfriend.  They kept on telling me that a "thirty year old pervert was no good for a 15 year old kid".  Well, guess what, mom and dad.  Fuck you.  I don't care about your arbitrary laws about what ages love can span.  I knew I loved him, and that's ALL THAT MATTERED.

God dammit, I'm so fucking pissed off now.  I was going to write an article about how that stupid kid wearing that stupid t-shirt was nothing more than a whore for the television companies PAYING to advertise their useless shit, but I don't even care any more.  You morons probably would dismiss me as just another angsty teenager.  Whatever.  Go back to your cable television and Britney Spears CDs.  I hate you.

I was going to write an entry, but I figured it doesnt really matter.  Fuck it.  Fuck you all, you're a bunch of corporate whores.  I hope you choke.