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Name: Will
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Interests: Lots of things. Side note. Teh music on here from Super Smash Bros Melee is courtesy of ChaosLuigi.
Expertise: French Horn. I guess... Not really. But whatever.


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Member Since: 3/27/2005

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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

These past few days have been weird.

Since my parents are on a 'business trip' in Las Vegas (of all places), I'm stuck at my Grandparents.  It's not too bad, but I never have anybody to talk to, and they don't understand much.  For one thing, they make me go to bed at like 8:45, and that is flambuoyantly homosexual, because I want to stay up and talk to folks.  Even my parents let me stay up until like 9:30, but geez.  School hasn't been so bad.  I start in-car tomorrow with Mr. Wall and some mystery student whose identity I don't know.  Theater has been annoying, because we're talking about musicals, and Hub talked for like 10 minutes the other day on plays where people are naked.  And it was frightening.  Other classes have been pretty much normal.  In band yesterday Carl Casner came and told us everything we know is wrong, and then Mr. Garmon told the french horns he wanted us in the Wind Ensemble, and that would suck for me.  Why?  Schedule.  I have Biology 7th, so I'd have to change to another period to still have Putnam and be on the same page as everyone else.  Whatever I have that period would have to change, and so on, until I have to completely relearn where to go in what order, and I'd be with a whole different group of people in my classes. 

In other news, Alicia has told me she will be in the Marching Band this year, and that's my chance to finally be better than her at something.  Now, I know she practices a lot (and I'm not making fun of her, I'm just saying), but she's never played a mellophone before, so I have the advantage of knowing all of the fingerings.  I can also play really well (I don't care what people say, I intend on being section leader next year), and I can play very, very loud.  And you gotta be able to do that.

But enough about band.

English has been pretty fun lately, although we do have another composition to do, and I don't like compositions.  This one, of course, isn't as hard as the one we would have done about Alienation.  I hope I'm still team leader after the quiz we just took, I'm gonna be mad if I lose my position after one whole day. 

Lunch has been pretty cool lately, too.  Generally I still eat with Mark, Paul, Joey (Peller), and Austen, but lately I've been visiting other people.  The other day Alan asked me to grab his arm a certain way, and when I did, he hoisted me up over his shoulders and ran around with me helplessly hanging over his shoulder for like 5 minutes, during which somebody stole my shoe and it took me until like the sprint bell to get it back, at which point I had to sprint (ah, what a pun) to the 1,000 building from the West Wing.  Not a fun experience.  I've also hung out with Carmon and Sanders, and Brian and Martin, and Mary, Allison and Neha, and Sally and her friends, and on some occasions David visited. 

I think that's about it.

Comment please.

Seriously.  That way I know people actually read this.


Saturday, February 18, 2006

Man, this week has been pretty bad.
First, there was valentine day, and I'm just not a fan of valentines day.  I just can't tell her, it just doesn't work.  It's awkward. Valentines day was also Nerd Day, and no less than 7 people came up to me and said "I see you're dressed up for nerd day!  *chuckle chuckle*" and I wanted to hit them, because it wasn't funny.
But I'm sure you don't want to hear about that, so I'll continue.
Superhero day wasn't bad, I taped a picture of Chuck Norris to my shirt.
Thursday... what was Thursday again?  Oh yeah, Blast from the Past.  I wore my Beatles t-shirt.  Mrs. Marshall was overdressed, and it distracted me.  It was one of those things that just makes you go "Wtf?"
Friday, Friday was green and gold day, and I, being Mr. School Spirit, wore blue and light blue.  Then again, it's not like I have any green/gold shirts, pants, socks, shoes, glasses, hair, backpack, etc.
And finally, a whole topic unto itself, Drivers Ed.  It.  Sucks.
The first three days weren't wholly bad.  The first day, this individual named Valjean insisted on asking a question about everything, even if there was nothing to ask about.  It got annoying after awhile.  After that, he wasn't quite so annoying.  But then, on Thursday, we got seated in alphabetical order, and who should that put me next to but Taylor, Carl and Tanner, may they burn in hell.  The entire damned time, they've been saying a combination of 3 or 4 things, consisting of... "Meow", "Buttcrack", "Harry Potter", "I'll cast a spell on you", "Hogwarts", and a few other very annoying statements, the last 3 mentioned spoken in an annoying, high pitched british voice.  They also like to prop their feet up on my desk, poke me, rub various items (mostly their fists) across my shoulders, swear at me, continue to call me Harry Potter, and a bunch of other crap.  I've been waiting the whole time for Mrs. Denton to hear them say "buttcrack" and dismiss them, but so far no luck.  At one point, Taylor had her feet rammed in a very uncomfortable spot on my back, and I was like "Stop."  And she goes "Shut the *expletive deleted* up", at which point I decided I really don't like them. 
Carl is also very annoying.  During break, whenever I attempt to engage in conversation with anyone he's within a mile of, he looks at me with a retarded expression on his face and shouts randomly, trying to get me to be quiet, go away and cut myself.  Break is the best part of Drivers Ed, because during break, I usually run into a certain few people, depending on what day it is.  Thus far, I've run into Jon, Brandon and Andrew practicing for jazz band, Thomas Sadler doing the same, Amy Stein walking to and from someplace, Lee Hill strolling about handing out old Theater costumes (that was fun), James McCabe going to and from somewhere, and a few others I can't recall at the moment.  I wish I wasn't seated near a bunch of idiots.  But hey, what can be done?  It's only for one more week anyway.
And I'm done.  Thank God it's the weekend.


Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Well, that's it.  I have no idea what it is I'm supposed to do.
I like to think that I can make friends with people.  I like to think I'm good at music, and at writing, and I like to think that I'm a good person.  So why can't I ever talk to girls?
Probably because I turn into a loser whenever I try to. 
I can act like the biggest lunatic anywhere else, and it works just fine, but no; when I'm talking to a girl, it just sort of goes out the window.  I never know what to say, or what to talk about, or how to find out these things.  Then I get paranoid that I'm being boring, and it gets on their nerves, and I'm a loser.  I'm always paranoid about this, I've always been paranoid about this.  What am I doing wrong?  How can all of my friends manage just fine either on their own or with a girlfriend, and I'm stuck without one, and hating it. 
Yeah, I know this isn't like me to whine about this.  I don't like telling people about it.  It's that simple.  But it's just been bugging me exponentially lately, and I just wish I was better at this kind of thing. 
Okay, that's all for tonight.  Sorry for being emo.


Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Hee hee.  I haven't updated in a long time, like those magazines they keep in the Dentists office that say "John Lennon assassinated!"
So, what's there to talk about...  Not much, actually.  Exams this week.
Biology was yesterday, I'm pretty sure I passed, but I'm also pretty sure I didn't ace it either.  Today was World History, and it was soooooo damned easy it wasn't even funny.  I finished in 45 minutes.  But don't feel bad, people who didn't finish in 45 minutes; History is something I actually enjoy learning about (shudder), because...  beats me.  That and music are two things I'm halfway decent at.  I'm confident I did excellent on that one.   Ate lunch with Alex Phillips today (Babies!).  That was pretty fun. 
Mr. McAdams says I did excellent on my paper.  Well, on the thought, anyway, the grammar wasn't so great. 
That's about it for today...


Monday, December 26, 2005

Yay!  It's Christmas!  Merry Christmas everyone!

I got...

Video Games - From Russia With Love, Starfox 64, Starfox

Money - $125

Music Stuff - Collapsible music stand, keyboard stand and bench for my electric keyboard, a pair of drumsticks (really nice drumsticks), and a practice pad.  I'm all set to learn drums!

Other - The Simpsons Complete 5th Season, Beatles Calender, Candy, A Redwall book (haven't read any of those in awhile), and some random decoration thing for meh basement.



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