<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:52:23.156-07:00</updated><category term='You really shouldn&apos;t care'/><category term='jonas brothers sick gross eww'/><category term='Green Day Emo Hate Teenies WHY? fandom'/><category term='pepsi pop'/><category term='Help me.'/><category term='Spoiled Kids'/><category term='Peta stupid'/><category term='Rebel'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='emo'/><category term='Trader horse colic'/><category term='Spongebob Squarepants'/><category term='you bitch'/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'>.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-531446718355053741</id><published>2009-11-04T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:00:33.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers SUCK.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a teacher which had an inner bully and would purposly humiliate you in front of the class? Yes, well I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My math teacher is one of the biggest assholes I've come across. Just flat out &lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he won't just do this to me, but he will quiet down the class so the class will you hear AND see him purposly humiliate/embarrass you just so he can feel big. This man will make you feel 2 inches tall. He makes sarcastic remarks to make you feel defenseless, and you DO feel defenseless, because lets face it; you can't stand up to a teacher or else it'll result in suspension.&lt;br /&gt;He hates me, I know this much. He'll bully anyone in front of the class. He'll embarrass you to make him feel more powerful. He seems like a very miserable man &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he's a sad excuse for a man).&lt;/span&gt; He's actually made me feel so uncomfortable. Like this one time; he pulled me out of class one time and ASKED ME IF I SHOWERED. He asked a student if they showered. Um, NO SHIT I SHOWER, idiot! You don't ask someone that! Not only is that extremely creepy, but it's also a bit um, I don't know... RUDE? You're in your mid 30's! GROW UP.&lt;br /&gt;Or another time in grade 7, when he was our french teacher. We just got back from gym and he told us that we stunk, and these were his EXACT words:&lt;br /&gt;"Next class, if I smell any of you guys, I'm going to take you out in the hall individually and smell you to see who's not putting on deodorant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS GOING TO TAKE US OUT IN THE HALLWAY AND SMELL US. C'mon! Borderline freakish, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Not only is he an asshole, he sucks at teaching math.&lt;br /&gt;In grade 7, we had the &lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt; math teacher! She was amazing! Explained everything, went through the notes, just; an amazing teacher. My final mark was 66%. But then she had to leave because she was having a baby.&lt;br /&gt;So in grade 8, Mr. Asshole was our new math teacher. Want to know what my final mark was? &lt;strong&gt;38%&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;38.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES THIS POSSIBLY HAPPEN OVER THE SUMMER? And I've always understood math, until he started teaching and fucking it all up.&lt;br /&gt;Now, in grade 9, my mark is now 40%. I am totally fucked because my math teacher now is a total retard.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get him fired because teachers are part of a UNION. Who thought of this union and where do they live so I can punch them in the throat? And of course all the other teachers LOVE him &gt;__&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD DAMNIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-531446718355053741?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/531446718355053741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=531446718355053741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/531446718355053741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/531446718355053741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/11/teachers-suck.html' title='Teachers SUCK.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8144711141047388306</id><published>2009-09-02T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T09:26:47.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal entries of a Loser</title><content type='html'>First day of school is today (yes. I have to leave at 1:30.)&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting journal entries throughout the school year... to see if I make any progress... if not, than good riddance to that school.... I'm in grade 9. Last year there! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;DANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. They won't be daily. Pa-lease! I do not have &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; much commitment! And I can do this because I know for a fact no one reads this blog... I wonder why, I'm an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post an entry on Friday. Get ready to hear LOTS of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;SCREW YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8144711141047388306?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8144711141047388306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8144711141047388306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8144711141047388306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8144711141047388306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/09/journal-entries-of-loser.html' title='Journal entries of a Loser'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6875670423544833911</id><published>2009-08-27T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:28:55.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Brown's Violent History</title><content type='html'>The headline at MSN.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not taking sides. I'll admit, what he did was stupid/terrible, but it was ONE time. They're acting like his childhood was like Michael Myers'. Where his mom was a whore and his stepdad was an abusive asshole so he goes on a violent spree. &lt;em&gt;VIOLENT&lt;/em&gt; history? Fuck, what did he do? Beat up a kid in grade 3? One assult charge and your childhood is automatically fucked up. It was fine before... but after I beat her up, its now FUCKED! Even though it happened &lt;em&gt;9&lt;/em&gt; years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what; I think its rather pointless complaining about this; I'm waisting my time. But still; retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6875670423544833911?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6875670423544833911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6875670423544833911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6875670423544833911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6875670423544833911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/08/chris-browns-violent-history.html' title='Chris Brown&apos;s Violent History'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8873077027896410993</id><published>2009-07-31T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:38:50.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Hardcore Religious Fanatics...</title><content type='html'>If you believe in [a] God that's cool... You know I won't hate you for your religion.  But if I won't hate you, don't hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come across people who I was becoming friends with and once they asked me if I believe in God and I said no, they gave me speeches on why I should and I lose a friend. Most have been Christian, since thats the most popular religion in my area; Christianity. Given that, I've seen religious people de-friended by athiests... who personally, are kind of annoying with their propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who believe in different things. Just because I don't believe in God or its not my first priority, that doesn't mean we can't be friends. Hey, we don't even have to be friends. We could just not talk to each other at all.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't force my beliefs on you, then don't force yours on me. I have morals and philosophies, I have faith, not alot but enough to get me through tough times. What I'm saying is; I couldn't give two shits about religion and God. Maybe he exists? I don't care! Believe whatever you please. Hindu, Buddhist, again; whatever you please! But don't even try to "convert" me. I've made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to convert you to what I think, so why should you? By now you already know I HATE PROPAGANDA. So don't try to tell me God doesn't exist or He does... because guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I meet new people, I accept them for their personality. Not their beliefs :) That would be like accepting someone ONLY for their looks. And I don't fly like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8873077027896410993?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8873077027896410993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8873077027896410993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8873077027896410993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8873077027896410993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-hardcore-religious-fanatics.html' title='Some Hardcore Religious Fanatics...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7553309329856889516</id><published>2009-07-16T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:48:42.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Take it Back</title><content type='html'>In a earlier post I said that A.D.H.D didn't count as a brain dysfunction.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to be smart about this and say, I was wrong. A.D.H.D does affect a kid's learning ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;So, I take it back. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I admitted my mistake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7553309329856889516?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7553309329856889516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7553309329856889516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7553309329856889516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7553309329856889516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-take-it-back.html' title='I Take it Back'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7975709196489545303</id><published>2009-07-16T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:34:20.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpsons OR Family Guy?</title><content type='html'>Oh, is this argument STILL in play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My GOOD God!&lt;br /&gt;People, people, people.&lt;br /&gt;I am subscribed to Hulu on youtube, and they upload various Simpsons and Family Guy clips. Most are really funny, from both shows, but then retards start NETWARZ down in the comment section.&lt;br /&gt;"FAMILY GUY'S FUNNIER...DERRR"&lt;br /&gt;"Simpsons r funnier!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP, JUST STOP.&lt;br /&gt;Saying one is better than the other one like its a FACT is wrong. Listen; BOTH are hilarious. I can laugh out loud at both. But guess what? Ready?&lt;br /&gt;BOTH HAVE DIFFERENT STYLES OF HUMOR.&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons have clean, sarcastic jokes most of the time. Family Guy is more immature, more adult. You can't compare those two together! Plus, Family Guy was MEANT to be a more adult show than The Simpsons. More parents would let their kid watch The Simpsons but not FG. You know why? DIFFERENT style of humor!&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for sharing your opinion on the comment box on YT. Just as long as its educated and your not an arrogant asshole who's looking to start a fucking keyboard war.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, not everyone will agree with me on this one, but whatev's. Its your opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7975709196489545303?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7975709196489545303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7975709196489545303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7975709196489545303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7975709196489545303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/07/simpsons-or-family-guy.html' title='Simpsons OR Family Guy?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7065289938129129210</id><published>2009-06-04T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:23:45.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE ACTING OUR AGE!</title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my assistant principle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, she banned all unhealthy food from the school. Here's what I say to that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We're 13/14 year olds. We're &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to eat unhealthy; we're being &lt;em&gt;teenagers.&lt;/em&gt; You keep on telling us to "act our age" so we do! But then you give us shit for doing that! Cut the MPD shit and let us eat food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ever thought about selling both healthy &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; unhealthy food? Variety would be nice. Have both oatmeal bars and Skittles in the same vending machine. Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is what gets me; she banned Energy Drinks from the school, then she said drinking an energy drink is like shooting up heroin. No... shooting bleach into your bloodstream is equal to doing herion. Drinking a 2 litre of Coca Cola is equal to taking 1 Red Bull. Don't be so dramatic about it.&lt;br /&gt;Look lady, your not my mom. Lorraine is my mom. Not you. Just because there's a kid in grade 9 who weighs over 150 pounds doesn't mean the rest of us normal weight kids need to pay the consequences. The whole "don't do drugs" lecture is understandable; because drugs can lead to death. The whole "don't eat unhealthy foods" lecture is getting old because eating junk food every now and then leads to... get this! SATISFACTION!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like energy drinks and I'm on their side.&lt;br /&gt;And who knows? Maybe some of the "over the average weight" kids got their build from genetics. Maybe their parents looked like that at that age. Maybe they eat healthy but still look a little chubby, thats &lt;em&gt;genetics&lt;/em&gt;. You can't fight nature with an oatmeal bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7065289938129129210?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7065289938129129210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7065289938129129210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7065289938129129210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7065289938129129210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-acting-our-age.html' title='WE ARE ACTING OUR AGE!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3710459528558368136</id><published>2009-05-06T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:15:30.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, You want to look Intelligiant?</title><content type='html'>Don't be a keyboard warrior.&lt;br /&gt;Whats a keyboard warrior you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who argues with another retard over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to prove your "smart" to someone over youtube doesn't make you look smart... it makes you look just as stupid as the person who started it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from a veteran of youtube (you bloody heard me!), I know that when someone leaves you a bad comment, the last thing you should do is respond in profanities... actually, just don't respond in general. You know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you'll look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for exchanging opinions, open discussions and whatnot but not internet wars. It makes you look bad when someone leaves you a bad comment and then you try to look all badass and "tell them off" or saying "you don't care".&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't care, YOU WOULDN'T OF RESPONDED. And using big words like serendipity, contretemps, or anything of that nature.&lt;br /&gt;Its like what I always say:&lt;br /&gt;Fighting over youtube is like the Special Olympics; even if you win, your still retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of a term called ingore negativity? Well, exactly. IGNORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3710459528558368136?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3710459528558368136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3710459528558368136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3710459528558368136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3710459528558368136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-you-want-to-look-intelligiant.html' title='Hey, You want to look Intelligiant?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-486890674691431239</id><published>2009-05-04T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:24:54.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerve Problem? HA!</title><content type='html'>I've had a problem with the disease known as stupid. There's the everlasting fascination with that bitch with 8 kids, people thinking I'm weird because I think outloud, wholegrain... but THIS; this is the icing on the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school's VP telling us that Zac has a nerve problem which makes him say things that he doesn't know what they mean so therefor we should cut him slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nerve&lt;/em&gt; problem? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NERVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; PROBLEM? They made that shit up, I'm sure of it!&lt;br /&gt;This kid doesn't have Terrets, he doesn't have autism. You know what he has? He has the disease, Iisstupidneosis. Also known as, stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;When she said "cut him slack" it was pretty obvious she meant "sympathize" him.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathize? SYMPATHIZE? I'll symathize the starving children of the world, cancer patients, paralyzed people, hurricane/tsunami/tornado survivors and homeless animals. But never, in my life, would I show pity for a stupid person. You approach a grizzly bear expecting a cute picture but instead it rips your head off, you know what? You deserved it, buddy! You walk up to someone 10x your height and start mouthing off and that person gives you a broken leg and black eye... You deserved it! I show NO remorse for dumb people and their dumb decisions, so don't even make up some fake brain problem and say he has it because you know what? He doesn't! ADHD maybe, but I'm not gonna pity him for ADHD. I have ADD, where's my bloody parade?!&lt;br /&gt;Or he could have the disease known as myparentssuckedatraisingmesonowimouthoff-neosis.&lt;br /&gt;Its a life threatening disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER, NEVER EVER EVER WILL I SHOW PITY/REMORSE FOR STUPID PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fuck OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-486890674691431239?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/486890674691431239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=486890674691431239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/486890674691431239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/486890674691431239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/05/nerve-problem-ha.html' title='Nerve Problem? HA!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2855275755956363548</id><published>2009-04-30T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:34:54.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexualities and Small Children.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whoa, thats a contrast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, onto the point;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when a famous person comes out and says they're gay/bisexual and then thats all people ever pay attention to. Not the person's talent, personality; no. We all have to focus on their sexuality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what I say to that;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must we care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember Freddy Mercury? The lead singer of Queen and probably one of the best vocalists, yeah; he was gay. Was that what people focused on? Well maybe some, but the majority of Queen fans focused on HIM as a person. They put the fact that he was gay aside and focused on what was important; his talent and abilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or Ellen Degeneres; she married a woman; does that affect her ability to entertain? No. Hell, I still laugh at her show; she's funny. Do people care if she's gay? Maybe the Republicans, but I know I don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets just put being gay/bisexual aside and focus on the person and what they do or their personality, not their orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, small children... and wild animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate children and I'm a better parent than some people out there, sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading FHOTD's blog and it read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We have to show the horse being ponied off a quad, lying down on command (well, I don't think the rolling part that followed was part of the command), &lt;strong&gt;being led around with a tiny helmetless infant on his back&lt;/strong&gt;, and---"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...What? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See this is why I hate stupid people. You DO NOT, I repeat YOU DO NOT put a toddler/infant on a horses back with NO HELMET. You listen to me; horses are unpredictable at times. The smallest thing could trigger them off (large vehicles driving by, sudden movements etc) and when a horse spooks they back away suddenly, rear, or just go ballistic. And when a horse is going ballistic, the last place you want to be is on the back of the spazzy horse. If a horse can send an adult flying, imagine what they could do with a baby/toddler. I'm not saying that horses are dangerous, but they can be at times. Thats 5000 lbs of muscle and hooves; and if something &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; spook a horse with an infant on its back, that infant will GET HURT. I don't care if your leading the horse! I hate to say this but there's a 1-5 chance that you won't be able to save your kid if your up front and its on the spazzing horse. And all horses are different, and they may react differently to different things but you never know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And having the kid helmetless? All I have to say to that is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SfoLHvXiulI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kVvpeChDJiw/s1600-h/your+stupid..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330585336548604498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 549px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SfoLHvXiulI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kVvpeChDJiw/s200/your+stupid..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2855275755956363548?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2855275755956363548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2855275755956363548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2855275755956363548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2855275755956363548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/sexualities-and-small-children.html' title='Sexualities and Small Children.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SfoLHvXiulI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kVvpeChDJiw/s72-c/your+stupid..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-272269153662345662</id><published>2009-04-28T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:48:31.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Update! =D</title><content type='html'>Its day 171, and I've come to realize that this school and its airheaded students are the reason for my bitter attitude. Vollysluts block my locker, it pisses me off, yet they want to be friends, they are obviously retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Or that creepy Douchy McDouchebag; Tim. NO I do not want a motherfuckin' hug.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, lets talk about Danica &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(or is it Bianca? Oh well they all look the same) &lt;/span&gt;and Scott who just have to make it public that their hormones are all jacked up. They have had PDA's in the consession line up, in the hall, and just about anywhere where they can get they're filthy little paws on each other. Hey, you horny motherfuckers; that ain't love! You want love? My parents; strong for 20 years. You guys call each other "babe" and "hunni"... my parents call each other Lorraine and Mike. Pet names don't mean you love each other... it means you guys are trying too hard. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a retard magnet. Wherever I go, I have dumbasses following behind. I try to be alone but they think I just looove attention.&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah; who wants the attention now, bitch?!&lt;br /&gt;On the bus? Gr. 7 boys who laugh like little girls whilst wearing the "I'M A DOUCHY WHITE BOI!!" hat while standing there at the bus stop looking all badass and shit.&lt;br /&gt;One time, they were going to miss the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;They got to the bus stop then the bus drove awau.&lt;br /&gt;I grinned.&lt;br /&gt;They slipped on ice.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;One of them goes unconcious.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the only kid who knew about the 60 bus. then those brats who don't know shit about shit discovered this bus existed and they decide to ride it... Its weird, the bus travels to Millwoods, they all live in Millbourne... Huh, weird.&lt;br /&gt;And then, wherever I sit down... they sit down right next to me and I can't get a moment of fucking quiet!&lt;br /&gt;What bothers me even more? Everyone at my school think they're hot shit. Especially the asians. Now before you go all batshit on me, I do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hate the asian race. No, that's not what I hate. I hate the people who think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; they're asian, they're better than everyone else. Well guess what I say to that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiss my whiskey lovin, short tempered, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;white&amp;amp;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;GERMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ASS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hm, glad I could be of assistance! Just because your asian, does NOT mean your fucking Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;And so what if I'm unpleasent? So WHAT if I'm unhappy? I like it that way! Makes my personality more... colorful =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fuck the people who want to spark up a conversation with me. Because I'm not your friend, and I never will be, so shut the hell up.&lt;br /&gt;And fuck Zoe. Uh huh. Your not funny, your not unique and your not a lesbian! Stop fucking acting like one. You'll still have those tits, and you'll still get your time of the month rather you like it or not. YOUR NOT A LESBIAN. So screw you up the ass with a 10 ft pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-272269153662345662?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/272269153662345662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=272269153662345662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/272269153662345662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/272269153662345662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-update-d.html' title='School Update! =D'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-200936560424016864</id><published>2009-04-27T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:26:12.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Not Last Through The Winter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.belchfire.net/screenshots/Coca-Cola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.belchfire.net/screenshots/Coca-Cola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its spring, but it still snows.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate fat kids. Yeah, fuck you; I said it! I fucking hate fat kids. But you know what I hate more? The dumbasses who give their son, Fatty McFatfuck money to go to the vending machines and buy a shitload of junkfood!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and WHO do we blame for child obescity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE PRODUCTS PUT IN THE VENDING MACHINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah yes it must be Coca Cola's fault for child obescity because of all the sugar and fat put into the drink! Oh yeah, totally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be stupid. Did Coca Cola, Lays or Wonka give that fatty money to go and buy this food? NO. It was the dumb parents who don't realize that by giving they're kid money to buy unhealthy food, they're slowly killing them. People aren't supposed to have blood clots and heart attacks at age 13! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So don't blame the products the kids buy, blame the dumb parents who give their kids money to buy this junkfood that will sooner or later give not-so-little Timmy a fucking heart attack at age 14!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-200936560424016864?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/200936560424016864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=200936560424016864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/200936560424016864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/200936560424016864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-will-not-last-through-winter.html' title='I Will Not Last Through The Winter!!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8350011785201902059</id><published>2009-04-20T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:54:35.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Might as Well MultiGrain my White Bread Ass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...It took me 2 hours to think that one up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take diet pop, I can take sugar free candy (diabetics want to eat it too, understandable) but this is just wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain Kraft Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain chips (yeah, I know... What the fuckin' fuck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multigrain this, that and other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY DAMN THING THAT ACTUALLY SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO BE WHOLE WHEAT IS BREAD.&lt;br /&gt;Whole Wheat Maccerroni? That's right... rob the fun out of being a kid... make everything healthy.... How do you sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its good and good for you!" No its not! Feels like I'm eating ants when I feel the little iddy bitty pieces of wheat going against my tongue and teeth. Its like when they put maccerroni in ham... Its just not working.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't fuckin matter if its healthy! I WANT REGULAR FOOD PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8350011785201902059?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8350011785201902059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8350011785201902059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8350011785201902059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8350011785201902059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-might-as-well-multigrain-my-white.html' title='You Might as Well MultiGrain my White Bread Ass!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-633134066413449141</id><published>2009-04-16T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:27:34.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is She Even HERE?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SefJ5Tpc15I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZBZGS_WBj-o/s1600-h/wenn2327183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447070752757650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SefJ5Tpc15I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZBZGS_WBj-o/s200/wenn2327183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have my right to freedom of speech, no one's gonna shut me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Octomommy. Yeah, you know her. The nutcase bitch who has like 8 or 100,000 kids. Don't ask me &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; everyone cares about her, because I seriously don't know. At first I thought it would die off, and she'd only be mentioned in one article of gazillions of magazines... But no. The media bitches think people actually care what happens to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see why we follow around celebrities... but a crazed mom? &lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;Seriously&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats even worse? Haha, they're making a fucking SHOW about her. A show. About a woman with eight kids. Here's a quote from crazy lady herself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes, it is official. I'm going to be doing a show, but it's not a reality show. What I'm doing with this TV show is basically creating documentaries about the lives of my children. It's going to be an ongoing thing, and it will follow them from now until they are 18. It's being done by Eyeworks; they're in the UK. It will air in the UK and then we'll see if the US is interested."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've got to be kidding me. I'm dumbfounded! What is so bloody interesting about a greedy, single, mentally ill woman with eight kids? I'm more interested in a parrot who can sing classic showtunes. I bet you, somewhere out there, there is a woman who has had octuplets; where the hell is their T.V show? Huh?! WHERE?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, but lets not forget! She looks like Angelina Jolie! Oh, well then she MUST be interesting... &lt;em&gt;riiiiiight&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is worse than the celebrity baby picture... where magazines pay celebutards zillions of dollars for exclusive baby pictures of they're new born kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, this is worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Millions of women are single and unable to take care of kids but have kids anyway. Millions of people have mental illnesses. Millions of mothers give birth to twins, triplets, quadruplets WHATEVER. Again, where the hell is their TV show? Oh yeah, I forgot; they're not interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I want to see on my city's news station every morning? I want to see traffic reports, I want to see if there's a crazed poedophile on the loose, I want to see if I should be expecting unsettling weather, I want to see updates on the pirates in Samalia... Not a crazed, pyscho mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[by the way, celebutards is a term used by the wonderful Denis Leary]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-633134066413449141?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/633134066413449141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=633134066413449141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/633134066413449141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/633134066413449141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-is-she-even-here.html' title='Why is She Even HERE?!?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SefJ5Tpc15I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZBZGS_WBj-o/s72-c/wenn2327183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6401084572041728280</id><published>2009-04-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:27:00.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept it.</title><content type='html'>Define "real" music for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, many people, when asked that question, will come up with different musicians who they think are "real" music. Weither it'd be Led Zepplin, Jonas Brothers, The Sex Pistols, Kanye West... whatever! No matter who you ask, you'll always get a different answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that means there's no definition? Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always have that band that they love and "worship" because of their music. I'm talking about having that favorite musician that writes lyrics that speak to you, that you can understand and that you just... love. Others may not feel the same about the band you like, so they have theirs. How do I explain this more clearer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm not a fan of The Jonas Brothers, but some girls are. Do I bash them for it? Of course not. They love The Jonas Brothers and there's nothing I can do about it, sure I may not like their music but not everything has to come to your approval. So the majority of the teen population likes Top 40's music... does that mean that they're following the crowd? No. Maybe they like that music, maybe they love to dance to it, sing to it whatever. They like it and that doesn't give you the right to put them down for it. Hey, I'm all for free speech, and you can say whatever you like about whatever singer/band. You're allowed. But its not ok to put people down for what their music taste is. We all have a different definition to what "real music" is. Some kids like rock, some like pop. Some kids like jazz, whilst others like punk. Its all a matter of opinion. So yeah, you can hate whatever band/singer you want, your allowed. Just don't be a pompus, snobby jackass and go and tell people that what they listen to is wrong and what you listen to is right. Not only is that nazi mentality, but its arrogant and makes you look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, there's no such thing as "bad music". But there is such thing as music I don't like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6401084572041728280?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6401084572041728280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6401084572041728280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6401084572041728280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6401084572041728280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/accept-it.html' title='Accept it.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8437389291971815039</id><published>2009-04-05T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:20:37.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Underaged=Stupidity?</title><content type='html'>Fuck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm under the age of 18 doesn't make me stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I hate my teacher though. Not all of them, just her.&lt;br /&gt;She is an intimidating, unbearable, pyscho. I cannot STAND to be apart of her class! Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to write an essay on discrimination in L.A and I handed mine in. She said she didn't get it, so I had to redo it at lunchtime. No biggie. Then we got a progress report and it said I was missing that assignment. I told her I redid it at lunchtime under &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;supervision and handed it in to her, but no; apparently I was wrong, because she said I never handed it in. I am now missing 15% of my mark, even though I VIVIDLY remember handing it to her that lunchtime. She was trying to convince me I was wrong and I never handed it in, then she got into this big lecture, and I quote, "how you should stop drawing and start doing my work FOR ONCE." For once? Listen woman, I did your work already! I tried being your #1 student but if your gonna be unfair about it, no more Miss. Nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there ARE assignments I never handed in, and those assignments she wants me to do; ok, I will. But I'm not allowed to do them at home. I have to do them at lunchtime so she can watch me. Look lady I'm doing your work, what more do you want? A fucking footrub? Ew, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think she would respect me more if I was on the volleyball team?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8437389291971815039?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8437389291971815039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8437389291971815039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8437389291971815039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8437389291971815039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/04/underagedstupidity.html' title='Underaged=Stupidity?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3302326370502258271</id><published>2009-03-31T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:44:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Your Going Through Hell</title><content type='html'>Keep on going, you might get out, if your scared don't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, my best friend... I won't say her name, is suffocating me!&lt;br /&gt;She HAS to know EVERY fucking account on every site I have, she has to know ALL my friends. The only account she hasn't found out about is this one, and I'M GLAD. I can finally say what I need to say without her going batshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say ANYTHING bad or else of course she'll disagree and try to change my opinion. Then we get into an arguement and she'll how I don't care and she'll get jealous of my other friends! I can't say what I need to say on my youtube, DeviantArt etc etc because she had to know I had accounts on those sites! She has to know every single detail of every single personal picture I draw, I can't keep it to myself! And now she has to get to know all of my friends that she doesn't even know!&lt;br /&gt;BACK OFF, you might as well know what time I go to the bathroom! Please, leave my life ALONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3302326370502258271?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3302326370502258271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3302326370502258271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3302326370502258271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3302326370502258271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-your-going-through-hell.html' title='If Your Going Through Hell'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6710628762494980389</id><published>2009-03-25T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:11:16.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Died and Made You President Nixon?</title><content type='html'>Not NIXON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school is obsessed with volleyball. Volleyball volleyball volleyball. Who could give two shits about the hard-working basketball team when you have VOLLEYBALL GIRLS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the volleyball girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be honest, not ALL of them are annoying, obnoxious, loud, souless, and full of themselves. Some are actually really nice. But others...&lt;br /&gt;My class (8B) was having gym. I was having a good time, we were playing batminton (shut up, if I had balls they'd be the size of your face) but then the volleyball girls from 8C walk in the gym like they own the damn place! Shane was sitting beside Gibney (our teacher) when one of them snaps "MOVE." Plus they try to be cute and funny for our student teacher, Mr. M. They try to be all adorable and ditzy for him (why they think they'd get a chance with him is beyond me).&lt;br /&gt;Some reasons why I hate some of those soul-stealing witches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. MEETINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to school, go to my locker, drop off my stuff and then go to my friend's lockers. Simple, right? It took me 17 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[fucking]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; minutes to get to my locker. You know why? Because those volleyball girls were blocking 90% of the hallway! They just stand there, screaming while people are trying to get by! Yeah, I'd be you'd tell them to move. Do they? Nope. They can't even hear you because they're so damn loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. DRAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking, right? TOTALLY!...&lt;/sarcasm&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Who do volleyball girls date? Volleyball guys (who aren't as annoying). What does this cause? Drama. Which equals tears. You see one of them crying, you go and ask to help. They say they can't tell you because only volleyball players can know. Fine, don't get my sympathy. Bitch. I offer to help you and you reject me because your in some sort of sport playing clan? Fine. Maybe your volleyball friends can help you... I don't even think they like each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. ATITTUDES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably spelled it wrong, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Some of these girls think they RUN the school! You know who runs the school? ECSD. Edmonton Catholic School District. Not you. I'm starting to believe they have no souls... and when they admit they don't, they can join my club. The EvilMonsterousIgnorantLosersYeti. E.M.I.L.Y... The yeti's there for funsies.&lt;br /&gt;These girls think they're so cool in their Abercrombie&amp;amp;Fitch Hollister American Apparel t-shirts and Stitches jeans eating Mr. Noodles while laughing at unfunny jokes but ruining the funny jokes. Don't believe me? Come to St. Hilda; see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm done. Remember, this isn't aimed at all volleyball girls. Just the ones that annoy me... I won't name names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Laugh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fuck Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6710628762494980389?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6710628762494980389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6710628762494980389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6710628762494980389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6710628762494980389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-died-and-made-you-president-nixon.html' title='Who Died and Made You President Nixon?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3898038795042724896</id><published>2009-03-18T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:59:47.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Kid</title><content type='html'>Isn't cute/gifted/special OR anything of those sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little I don't fucking remember--or knowing-- ANY kid who had to take medication/had to be put in a "special class". You wanna know why little Timmy won't listen in class and would rather be outside hurting other boys in his class? No, its not because he has fuckin A.D.D. Its because he's a KID. He doesn't need any treatment/medication/special class because ya know what? He's just being a KID! I never knew being a kid was a handicap... Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;This kid in my class, Taylor (he wanted us to call him Zack... which quickly turned into Zaggot.)he whines, he's rude, he has an attitude, and he's quite stupid. Well, our grades are divided in class. 8B, 8C, 9B, 9C etc etc. but then theres 8A and 9A which is apparently for "slow learning kids". They decided to stick 8A with 8B so now its 8AB. But anyway, I think their bullshit. Slow learning kids? Mental dissabilites? I CALL BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as "special" children. Its just toddlers, kids, adolescences, adults, elders. No "special". There's smart people then there's dumb people. Yeah, some brains don't function well. Its called FUCKING DOWN SYNDROME. Not A.D.D! NOT A.D.H.D! Just because Zack's a dumbass along with a few others doesn't mean they need to be put in a individual class! Put them in 8B and 8C and there you have it; two classrooms. No inbetweenies. And if those "special" kids fail the class, so? Kids fail! My teacher told me that since parents are upset that they're not allowed to fail anyone. So if a dumb kid fails every single class, your gonna pass him? Nuh uh! I don't care if parents are upset! You make that snot-nosed brat redo the 8&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade until he finally gets the whole thing! If you keep passing him when he doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't listen anyway, and he graduates... thats another moron stepping out into the world. Yeah, 'cause we need one of those again. Some kids are smarter then others. No such thing as "special". Just because your kid doesn't focus in class doesn't mean you pump his viens with Adderall. It means you start teaching him to listen, and if he doesn't, then he repeats the grade. Yeah, he may hate you (you as in the parents) but he'll thank you in the future. He supposed to hate parents, its called being a teen. Its called being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I'm a pretty big redneck/Republican/Conservative. Yeah, sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3898038795042724896?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3898038795042724896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3898038795042724896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3898038795042724896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3898038795042724896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-kid.html' title='You&apos;re Kid'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-1832798382518774106</id><published>2009-03-13T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:47:25.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazi Mentality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ginavivinetto.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ginavivinetto.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/hitler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I said it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I say "nazi mentality" I'm talking about music fans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like any kind of music really, but my favorite genre is punk; does that mean that its the best and the others suck? No.&lt;br /&gt;How do I explain this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys in my class are crazy about classic rock; understandable. But when they say that its the best and everything else sucks; ok, that's an opinion; fine. But when they state it as if it were a FACT, then that's pretty snobby. Saying that musicians who don't play your favorite genre are "talentless" is arrogant. Yeah, there are musicians who aren't all that good but that's just me. My most irritant encounter is when fans of rock and whatnot and say that rappers are talentless and rap music sucks... and state it as if it were a fact. And then hating somebody or physically hurting them because they have a different musical view is what we call "N&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Z&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;Y". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-1832798382518774106?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/1832798382518774106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=1832798382518774106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1832798382518774106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1832798382518774106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/nazi-mentality.html' title='Nazi Mentality'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8005003493593939011</id><published>2009-03-12T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:58:11.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm, How About This?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.songfight.org/covers/im_not_impressed_morgan400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.songfight.org/covers/im_not_impressed_morgan400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you do with an attention grabber? Hmm, lessee... How about... don't pay attention? That saying "let the baby have its bottle" reminds me of the people in my class. This student, we'll call him Zack (like he's gonna find this anyway), is begging for attention but not in a "no one loves me, give me a hug" way... He will:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Insult people... with "You mamma" jokes (no, I'm not kidding).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pick fights with guys who are two times his size&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-say jokes that he KNOWS no one will laugh at, yet he continues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-act plain stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bottom line; this kid isn't funny. He's annoying and everyone in our class (or school) hates him (including me). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Zack will act out and act like a total baby. He wants ATTENTION. He WANTS you to swear at him, and he wants you to act out on him. So, if you have someone like this, what do you do? Its simple; IGNORE HIM. You know if you feed the animals, they'll come back to you, wanting MORE. If you ignore his scrawny, wimpy little ass then he'll see that your not interested in dealing with him, therefor; leaving you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what your thinking; that never works! Are you kidding? It works like a charm! I started ignoring him and now he goes and bothers someone else. Your giving him what he wants and that is ATTENTION. He's not a toddler who needs 24/7 care, he's 13 years old! Let him act out, if you don't pay attention then he'll look like even more of an idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma didn't raise no fool ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8005003493593939011?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8005003493593939011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8005003493593939011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8005003493593939011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8005003493593939011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm-how-about-this.html' title='Hmm, How About This?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8774641927338600188</id><published>2009-03-11T17:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:05:17.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are YOU Thankful for?</title><content type='html'>It was a project in Religion class. We had to write down what we're thankful for and add them in a prayer. It made me think... what &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; I thankful for? Well, for a couple, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Indoor plumbing (oh where would I be without thee?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Living in a free country (Oh Canada...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dahvie Vanity... Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My computer (Muwah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My children... as in; my camera, Mp3 Player, and Portable DVD player (And yes, I did pay for all of those with my own money).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-HEATING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My awesome-not-always-awesome parents. (=D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All properly working limbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EYESIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Adderall (keeps me pinned down and not going crazy... Although sometimes it doesn't work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Horse-back riding (You don't know how much that has affected my life... it saved my life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it; we sometimes take this stuff for granted. All working limbs, food, eyesight, electronics, plumbing... Dahvie Vanity... remember some kids don't this kind of stuff! Appreciate them, before they're gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fuck Off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8774641927338600188?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8774641927338600188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8774641927338600188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8774641927338600188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8774641927338600188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-are-you-thankful-for.html' title='What Are YOU Thankful for?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-1372023379742934707</id><published>2009-03-01T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:14:43.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate My Sister.</title><content type='html'>How she fuckin' embarasses me infront of her friends when I'M NOT THERE, Jesus. I can't wait till her ass moves out of this house. I'll be less stressed without her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-1372023379742934707?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/1372023379742934707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=1372023379742934707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1372023379742934707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1372023379742934707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-my-sister.html' title='I Hate My Sister.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8490860045611180388</id><published>2009-02-23T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:05:56.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just More Complaining.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a bunch of stuff thats making me frustrated and pissed... no different from the usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got yelled at for singing an innocent song in the middle of a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;busy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hallway. Does that make sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, my dad can complain all he wants and no one says anything but when I start to do the exact same thing, I get yelled at but no one tells him to shut his ass up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apparently rock music is the only good kind of music. I love rock but excuse me? Does rapping look easy to you? Some of it &lt;strong&gt;DOES&lt;/strong&gt; have meaning you know. And classical music; yeah, not my cup of tea but does playing those instruments look hard? I dare say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok so you people are getting mad at the sixty-year old woman who had a baby because she's "too old". At least she's a fit enough mother and can afford to have a child, unlike some mothers out there. Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Swearing doesn't make me any less intelligiant. Its a way of expressing yourself, therefor it is a form of art! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nudity in art, to me, is ART. Nude art is a way of showing the beauty of the human body/nature, so whats so bad? So it shows a freaking vagina, like you've never seen one before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amanda, the girl who said she hated Paramore, has recieved even death threats for sharing her opinion. So she hates Paramore? I don't see whats so bad? And calling her ugly won't get you anywhere or make Paramore fans anymore powerful. It just makes you look stupid. Sure, like Paramore, but don't send death threats! C'mon, get real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J.S, if your reading this, I don't like you, stop talking to me, I have nothing nice to say to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8490860045611180388?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8490860045611180388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8490860045611180388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8490860045611180388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8490860045611180388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-more-complaining.html' title='Just More Complaining.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8006569324175242768</id><published>2009-02-16T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:32:59.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Seizes to Amaze Me!</title><content type='html'>And trust me, I'm pretty jaded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty big rep in RL for hating everything but this; this is just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;When the bell rings at our school, its typical that our hallways are busy, and since our school is so old the hallways tend to be more narrow. Well, the hallway is packed and you can barely move so what do people do? They have little meetings and get-togethers in the middle of the friggen hallway! Its got me thinking; these people ARE stupid! Overweight kids are taking up the hallway skinny kids are trying to get through and then you decide to start up a little circle of friends? My God! Not only that, but their little knitting circles go on forever so then it TAKES forever to get to our locker, then we're late for class and then the teacher gets mad at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dammit I hate my school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8006569324175242768?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8006569324175242768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8006569324175242768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8006569324175242768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8006569324175242768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-seizes-to-amaze-me.html' title='Never Seizes to Amaze Me!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6708414008315409974</id><published>2009-02-01T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:06:16.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid little Shitheads.</title><content type='html'>Fuck I don't want a bunch of fucking sixth graders coming to my school who don't know shit about anything wanting me to teach them how to play an instrument only 40 year old virgins know how to play. I won't go 10 feet near those little twats. I don't care about their future, their interests or THEMSELVES in general! If they fail band when they get hear, well what the fuck do I care? Their problem! Not mine, so you know what? Fuck this whole grade six orientation. I don't give a rats ass about kids or their futures. So yeah, take that home and suck it. Not only that but apparently I'm "unhealthy" and "not taking care of myself". Yeah... so? By this point, I really could care less! Yeah, could &lt;strong&gt;CARE LESS&lt;/strong&gt;! By this point, I want to blow my fucking brains out... it wouldn't matter, cause I didn't use my brains to begin with, so fuck it. I'm tired of this fucking dull dungeon. There's ice, snow and gang shootings.  Oh yay, my favorite FUCKING place on this planet! Nah, screw those nice, safe and sanitary places... Edmonton is &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; much friggen' better. And who could forget the nice citizens? Even though I want to slap half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bullshit. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PURE, VILE, GIANT&lt;/span&gt; BULLSHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6708414008315409974?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6708414008315409974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6708414008315409974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6708414008315409974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6708414008315409974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/02/stupid-little-shitheads.html' title='Stupid little Shitheads.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-4200207130766966186</id><published>2009-01-20T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T08:03:13.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.legendsofguitar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/jimi-hendrix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.legendsofguitar.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/jimi-hendrix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So these boys at my school we're talking about music and one of them mentioned the guitar legend, Jimi Hendrix (seen in picture above) and I mentioned "Oh yeah, he's awesome!" And they commented back saying "You don't know shit about him or music!" and I said "How?" and they said it, ready?&lt;br /&gt;"Because your a girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;So this asshole said I don't know anything about music because I'm a girl. He thinks I and all girls listen to Top 40 music and that's it. Nothing more. Well, I'll have you note I know more about music than what I show. I listen to ANYTHING. I'll listen to Green Day, Katy Perry, Tom Petty, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS, Carrie Underwood, Akon, Eminem, Jimi, Bikini Kill, Savage Garden, Gwen Stefani, AC/DC, anything! If I think its a good song, I'll listen to it, even I despise the artist who sings it. And I'll also have you note I've been listening to Hendrix since I was ten. Ok, three years, not alot? I've learned he served in the army (101st Airborn Divison, to be exact), he died in September 1970 and has the name of one of the most legendary guitarist of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you say I don't know jack about music, try me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-4200207130766966186?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/4200207130766966186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=4200207130766966186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/4200207130766966186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/4200207130766966186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/01/silly-boy.html' title='Silly Boy.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-5324662132571150201</id><published>2009-01-15T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:51:56.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Opinions?!</title><content type='html'>WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if you share your opinion and certain group of people disagree with it, you will get punched in the face; literally. C'mon people, we're more civilized! People should be allowed to say whatever they fuckin' feel like, whether its vulgar, uncommon or positive! I've been getting fucking DEATH threats from certain people. DEATH THREATS. From whom, you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scene kids (the worst)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Green Day haters (yeah, I know! Its crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more random people calling me a "poser", because I said something they don't approve of. Well you wanna see real posers? Search up Good Charlotte on Google Images and there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;But in all seriousness, leave it be. You will find people saying stuff you don't approve of, so shut up and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lets see how big your balls are if your crushing people for their views, jackass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-5324662132571150201?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/5324662132571150201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=5324662132571150201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5324662132571150201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5324662132571150201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-opinions.html' title='No Opinions?!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3082743913898129628</id><published>2009-01-01T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:11:49.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year Bitch</title><content type='html'>I'm tired, too much Chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But happy New Years, 2009 just came up behind us, didn't it? But yeah, hope you guys had a good 2008, hopefully 2009 will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, nothing is really pissing me off lately... Thats a first! 8-O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3082743913898129628?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3082743913898129628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3082743913898129628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3082743913898129628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3082743913898129628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-bitch.html' title='Happy New Year Bitch'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-908630862215766089</id><published>2008-12-20T10:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T10:11:38.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But... its fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i381.photobucket.com/albums/oo256/shiver916/gangster001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px" alt="" src="http://i381.photobucket.com/albums/oo256/shiver916/gangster001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be gangster... too bad I'm a 13 year old girl with no street cred whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-908630862215766089?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/908630862215766089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=908630862215766089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/908630862215766089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/908630862215766089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/12/but-its-fun.html' title='But... its fun!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-1504271873045750875</id><published>2008-12-03T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:00:01.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My School Used to Be So Great.</title><content type='html'>What happened?!&lt;br /&gt;Last year at my school aka, grade seven; it was awesome. Kids rarely got bullied, our principle was strict but extremely good at doing his job, and our teachers were understanding and helped us every step of the way! For grade eights AND nines. Everyone understood the concepts and most of us got high marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its grade eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the good and excellent teachers left (Mrs. Wruk, Ms. Gallucci, Mrs. Mann and Mr. O'Brian) and now all we're left with is Mr. M and Mrs. Chapor. Our old principle left and now we're stuck with a man who just doesn't do shit about the bullying (which is rising).&lt;br /&gt;So everyone in BOTH Grade eight classes are failing, Mr. M doesn't explain the math AT ALL and refuses to help us with our questions but denies its his fault we're failing.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Chapor spazzes at us, overreacts, never answers our questions clearly and isn't really helping us. Every student is failing her class!&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am trying my best to get all of this but these teachers... they don't do shit! And rumor is the reason a bunch of teachers left was because they're shutting down the school because there's less and less kids. Less kids=less money=horendous outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of those teachers I listed on the top line are reading this, COME back! We NEED you here! These teachers aren't helping us and we miss you loads! Come and save us from this educational depression!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-1504271873045750875?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/1504271873045750875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=1504271873045750875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1504271873045750875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1504271873045750875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-school-used-to-be-so-great.html' title='My School Used to Be So Great.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2122733200636548884</id><published>2008-12-01T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T17:38:12.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YOU.</title><content type='html'>I use it alot here and its starting to lose its meaning, but I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;My sketchbook is probably one of the most personal things to me. Like a journal, only with pictures. Anyway, our new student teacher, Mr. H is our teacher's scrawny little slave. Whatever Ms. Chapor tells him to do, he'll do it. And while we were in our groups, Mr. H has the nerve to pick up MY personal, dear sketchbook and LOOK THROUGH IT. And then he stops along a page of vent art. Yes it had swears in it, and this was the conversation we had:&lt;br /&gt;Mr.H: "Emily, what is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "One of my pictures, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.H:"This really isn't approporiate for class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well I don't see the problem. Its inside so who's going to see it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H: "I don't think this language is appropriate for a Catholic School."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, but its my sketchbook, I paid for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. H: "That's not the point. You shouldn't be writing this in school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he takes it away from me until he gives it back!&lt;br /&gt;If it was Ms. Chapor that'd be one thing but a STUDENT TEACHER? Your leaving on Dec. 12 anyway! What the fuck do I care if you think its bad? Your gonna be gone soon! Do you really think that taking it away from me will stop me from writing profanity in my pictures? Do you really think its gonna stop me from being my sketchbook to school? You think its gonna make me angel and pure again? Uh, no. In fact the only think it'll teach me is that your a nosey prick who doesn't respect peoples' privacy; that's what it tought me!&lt;br /&gt;And what gives you the right to look through it, secondly? If you asked for my permission, then whatever but without it you have no right to even go near it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU MR. H, AND STOP GOING THROUGH MY THINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2122733200636548884?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2122733200636548884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2122733200636548884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2122733200636548884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2122733200636548884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-you.html' title='FUCK YOU.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2505192883494813012</id><published>2008-11-29T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:05:06.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yay, I'm turning 13! And don't really think anything could really bring me down today. My friends are coming over, and cake! Dairy Queen ice cream nonetheless! Yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaanyway, coming in my teen years, unfortunatly I can't refer to myself as a preteen, or kid, or anything but a TEENAGER. Gah, one of the things I hate most!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/STF2JPO-bQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5RbpsKd1Y14/s1600-h/02-26-08_oh_fuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274126539707804930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/STF2JPO-bQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5RbpsKd1Y14/s200/02-26-08_oh_fuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2505192883494813012?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2505192883494813012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2505192883494813012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2505192883494813012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2505192883494813012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/STF2JPO-bQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5RbpsKd1Y14/s72-c/02-26-08_oh_fuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-1138295784560490796</id><published>2008-11-26T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:43:24.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preps Stole Converse from Punks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hoopedia.nba.com/images/4/44/Converse_all-stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hoopedia.nba.com/images/4/44/Converse_all-stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Can you repeat that, I was too distracted with the shit spewing from your mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the same with saying you stole the idea of baggy pants from gangsters or you stole the idea of a layered burger from McDonald's. C'mon people! Punks were NOT the first ones to wear converse. Kids back in the 70's wore them, and they were I guess "non-punk" (for lack of a better word). Average joe's wear them... Listen people who aren't "punk" and wear Chucks; don't listen to those people. Converse were meant for anybody. And I'm not a fan of labels anyway. Yes, Converse have become quite the trend but to hate the people who wear whatever shoe they feel like (not because they want to be trendy) is stupid. Wear whatever shoes you like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-1138295784560490796?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/1138295784560490796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=1138295784560490796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1138295784560490796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1138295784560490796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/preps-stole-converse-from-punks.html' title='Preps Stole Converse from Punks?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-5286424344728988177</id><published>2008-11-22T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:54:29.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oi...</title><content type='html'>I think my generation is in a state of 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCENE is not unique. SCENE is for people who are dull, trendy and lack a personality. UNIQUE is about being different. Abnormal. Just because your "random" doesn't make you unique. Being unique is being your own self and not following what people are doing. You kiddies should know this by now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HATE SCENE WITH A FIREY PASSION AND I DON'T GIVE A FAMOUS F*CK IF YOU ARE A WHINY LITTLE SCENE WHORE WHO DOESN'T AGREE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-5286424344728988177?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/5286424344728988177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=5286424344728988177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5286424344728988177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5286424344728988177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/oi.html' title='Oi...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2372878731123764849</id><published>2008-11-09T17:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:06:39.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll try to think about the last time</title><content type='html'>I had a good time, everyone's got somewhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three rants on the same day! Damn, I'm on a roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently nobody really likes me except for my friends. I guess word got out that I despise the scenexcore shit, and I got egged by a couple of scene girls at my school. Along with a tomato. Joy. Wait, thats not the best part!&lt;br /&gt;I have to stay for lunch tomorrow for my LA teacher AND then after school for my sonovabitch math teacher, and Lord knows if I had homework this weekend! Haha, and none of my sisters are home, BOTH out with their boyfriends! Studies show that the youngest out of all siblings has the least successful life. Of fucking course. My "friend" is trying to change my mind because she doesn't like the way I think, again. Oh well, I have other friends to lean on. Ones who don't try to change my opinion. Ones that accept me for my flaws, opinions, ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I do have homework! I gotta write an essay on what I want to do with my life. What &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; I want to do with my life? Nothing. I wanted to be an equestrian, a drummer and a comedian but I can only choose one. Lord help me.&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit I need a slurpy. Tomorrow is gonna be in the shithole. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2372878731123764849?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2372878731123764849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2372878731123764849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2372878731123764849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2372878731123764849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/i.html' title='I&apos;ll try to think about the last time'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6961061569478374295</id><published>2008-11-09T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:08:08.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH FIT</title><content type='html'>Cut the shit you drama whores!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about breyerfest, I don't care about KaitxJonas and I definetly don't care on how you hate each other so much!&lt;br /&gt;CUTE THE SHIT already!&lt;br /&gt;You people with your fucking drama over the internet! As if it couldn't get any worse in RL, you little prebubescent bitches go and do it online! STOP acting tough to each other, stop the swearing and stop being little immature retards! Ever seen little kids in grade two have a fight? Yeah like this is any different?! Calling each other names back and fourth, being mean to each other, blah, blah, blah, MOTHERFUCKING blah! Just shut up already! In the words of Yukon Jack:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T CARE, I NEVER CARED, AND I WILL NEVER, EVER, EVER CARE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BUT apparently all of you do! All I want to know is WHY?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like just cut it out already!&lt;br /&gt;Its all She said this and she did that and were gonna bust his balls to pieces or that bitch wants a fight! How old are we? Nine? No, we're around 15, 16, 17. So start fucking acting like it! Yeah I don't wanna hear "well I don't wanna act my age!" You know what I don't want to do? Put up with your name calling, bitching and pissing and moaning all day! Just cut it the FUCK out! Enough with the hate videos, enough with the childish name calling, enough with all this drama! Just ignore them and get on with your lives, you losers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6961061569478374295?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6961061569478374295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6961061569478374295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6961061569478374295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6961061569478374295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/bitch-fit.html' title='BITCH FIT'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2324419702410263462</id><published>2008-11-09T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:23:20.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate These Parts.</title><content type='html'>Yet another loss in my life, God; why do you do these things?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm within loss of a very good friend of mine. We were like sisters, but she's gonna be leaving now. Forever and on.&lt;br /&gt;Mic, I don't know what I'm going to do without you. You were one of the greatest friends I've ever known, and those are rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*I miss you because everytime something funny happens, I'm used to telling you about it.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2324419702410263462?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2324419702410263462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2324419702410263462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2324419702410263462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2324419702410263462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hate-these-parts.html' title='I Hate These Parts.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3651883680066732072</id><published>2008-11-08T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:01:06.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its JUST Youtube.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.usaelectionpolls.com/images/youtube_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://www.usaelectionpolls.com/images/youtube_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love youtube. I love its videos, its users but some just take this site &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Someone gave me one star on my video! Who keeps doing this?! AHH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't have 100 subscribers! Waah...&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, calm down. Its just youtube. Do ratings mean that much to you?  Just enjoy your little youtube life and stop worrying about it so much. Youtube is a place where you can voice your opinion through video. Not where you have to be a self ricious complaining little shithead where if you get one star you start to cry. Like c'mon! Your acting like its death to get one star, to lose one subscriber. Just get on with your life! What your telling me when you complain about one star is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) Your so full of yourself that when you get a bad rating you act like its a sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) Your a big cry baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just calm down and have fun. Who knows? You could get suspended tomorrow. Might as well make it worth your while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3651883680066732072?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3651883680066732072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3651883680066732072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3651883680066732072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3651883680066732072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-just-youtube.html' title='Its JUST Youtube.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6476304568456893935</id><published>2008-11-06T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:16:39.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Alvin and the Chipmunks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.filmstreet.co.uk/uploads/images/Alvin_chipmunks_2_729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.filmstreet.co.uk/uploads/images/Alvin_chipmunks_2_729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when you go and ruin a perfectly good song by making in "chimpmunk-ized" I have a pretty good reason to hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Search up a song, ANY song and on the first page you will find the chimpmunk version of it. Do you not know how much it kills the original version? It totally massacres it. Just rips it apart. I support youtube in removing these videos. They suck, the chipmunk versions suck, Again, I love Alvin and the Chipmunks! I watched it when I was little but really; just stop the chipmunk songs. Its horrid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6476304568456893935?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6476304568456893935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6476304568456893935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6476304568456893935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6476304568456893935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-alvin-and-chipmunks.html' title='I love Alvin and the Chipmunks.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3338149084304154126</id><published>2008-11-05T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:46:55.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Do You See WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we don't bully kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know why some kids in Junior High/High School go biserk in their school with a gun, killing teachers and students? You want to know why? Because knob jockeys have bullied them their whole lives. Wanna know why some teens plan out these plans to destroy their school? It's because of some group of people bullied them, calling them names and ruining their lives. Wonder why some girls commit suicide at such a young age? Its because some girls like to fight dirty and put the other female downs so bad, that it drives them to the point of insanity to the part where its all too much to handle and then BAM! They blow their brains out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, well this is going for all teens out there:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want your school being shot up? Don't bully other kids! Simple as that! Because you never know what one kid is capable of. Trust me, I know. So if you want to avoid havok, just don't bully/tease/cause drama/spread rumors/be a dick. Ugh, is it that hard for me to get that through to you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PS,&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Barack Obama on winning the 2008 election!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3338149084304154126?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3338149084304154126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3338149084304154126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3338149084304154126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3338149084304154126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-do-you-see-why.html' title='Now Do You See WHY?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8008904138675213119</id><published>2008-11-04T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:17:17.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If He Doesn't Want to...</title><content type='html'>He doesn't want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so in band class I have this classmate, Allan, who is a very talented percussionist, and can play the intro from the song "Run for the Hills" by Iron Maiden. So the first time he played it on the drumset we have, everyone was amazed but then the second time he looked kind of bored then the third time he didn't want to play it. But then this fat kid, Justin was all like "OMG ALLAN PLAY RUN FOR THE HILLZ!! ITS AWESOME!!!" And basically begging on his knees for Allan to play it and Allan's like "well I don't want to." and Justin was like "BUT WHY?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: don't force somebody to do something they don't wanna do! Simple. If they want to, then all the power to them but if they DON'T, just leave them be. Just basic common sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8008904138675213119?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8008904138675213119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8008904138675213119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8008904138675213119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8008904138675213119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-he-doesnt-want-to.html' title='If He Doesn&apos;t Want to...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6271312668802935393</id><published>2008-11-02T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:07:20.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not Arrogant...</title><content type='html'>I'm just very opinionated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rant is about something that is quite controversial,(sp?) but I just need to say something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abortion.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm pro choice. I think that if its not your uterus, then its none of your buisness. Yes, you should wear a condom but for example:&lt;br /&gt;What if a girl is raped and becomes pregnant? She couldn't control getting pregnant, and if she's not in a good position to raise a child, I think that it should be her choice to get an abortion. Now frankly, I couldn't care one way or the other if your pro life or not. But there is always that one person who just pushes you and pushes you to the limit to make you join their side. I'm just tired of some of those people pushing their beliefs on you. It gets annoying.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh well, your pro abortion! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BABY KILLER!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I was pro &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... not pro abortion. Silly Goose, don't be so gullible. I'm pro Choice, get over it. Stop trying to force your opinion onto mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6271312668802935393?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6271312668802935393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6271312668802935393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6271312668802935393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6271312668802935393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-not-arrogant.html' title='I&apos;m not Arrogant...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-51307451100185540</id><published>2008-10-29T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:00:39.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scene.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kidzworld.com/img/upload/avatar/1078350/thumb/emo_nd_scene_girl_____.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://kidzworld.com/img/upload/avatar/1078350/thumb/emo_nd_scene_girl_____.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you hate emo, then you must hate this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, no one knows exactly where this putrid trend came from, but its here; its queer; and its repulsive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you search up "scene girl" on photobucket; do you notice something? Oh yeah, ALL OF THEM LOOK THE SAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Individual my ass. C'mon! Their eyes look like a raccoon's, all of them are making "funny" faces (and I use that term loosely), and they all have horrible hair extentions. They claim to be "unique" when they all look exactly alike... Huh? And yes of course they all claim themselves as "random". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"did u know that dinos go &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt;? yes im &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;proud of it&lt;/span&gt; x.!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know whats random, little scene girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going up to someone and humping their legs while screaming tits or reciting the Pledge of Allegiance. Random is out of the ordinary. Not a girl who's from suburbia with choppy, colorful hair while wearing pants two sizes too small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate scene, with a firey passion. Am I the only one? Has it become, like a trend to be a poser? Ugh, I can't take it anymore! GTFO the internet, scene kids. You annoy the fuck out of everybody... Your just an illousion of your own imagination, and your lacking a personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK OFF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-51307451100185540?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/51307451100185540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=51307451100185540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/51307451100185540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/51307451100185540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/scene.html' title='Scene.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7390524882127442568</id><published>2008-10-27T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:02:17.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut the FUCK up about Twilight!</title><content type='html'>I don't &lt;em&gt;care&lt;/em&gt; if its about vampires or some shit, just SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm searching for some cool songs to listen to, but then there's that one comment that always says:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my god this fits Twilight so much!"&lt;br /&gt;"This totally fits Edward and whatshername from Twilight!"&lt;br /&gt;"I like Jacob better..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt;. Shut up. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUT UP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a comment like those on an IRON MAIDEN VIDEO. Iron &lt;strong&gt;FRIGGIN'&lt;/strong&gt; Maiden! What do they have to do with Twilight? NOTHING. Metal band... shitty book... lets do the math, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP ABOUT TWILIGHT! Oh and what do they do? Of course, after an overrated book... comes the movie. You people owe me three years of my life back, you losers.&lt;br /&gt;-Edward Cullen is NOT hott. For God's sake, I'd rather bang Larry King than Edward Cullen. Don't lie. You know you'd tap that 75 year old's ass if you got the chance.&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates are &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; much better than vampires. So are zombies. So why, WHY do you people talk about them so much?! WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me the "Oh you haven't read the book so you shouldn't have an opinion on it!"&lt;br /&gt;Sister, opinions are like assholes; everybody has one.&lt;br /&gt;Am I only one that just cannot &lt;strong&gt;STAND&lt;/strong&gt; the name Twilight? Am I the only one that can't stand hearing about it? Good LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7390524882127442568?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7390524882127442568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7390524882127442568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7390524882127442568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7390524882127442568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/shut-fuck-up-about-twilight.html' title='Shut the FUCK up about Twilight!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-224704853249354925</id><published>2008-10-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:49:17.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Not Perfect?</title><content type='html'>My math teacher does NOT like me at all. He likes all the other kids that are failing and he's there to help them but apparently I'm not doing it right. I was quite proud of myself today when I actually got the concept so I showed him and I had one little mistake and he made it seem like I'm an idiot that can't get anything right. I try really hard because I &lt;strong&gt;don't &lt;/strong&gt;hate him, at all. Not one bit, in fact he's one of my favorite teacher but nothing I do is right for him. I try insanly hard to get it and I'm doing my best but everything has failed. I just want one of the teachers I like to like me back. He says he loves all his students. Is it the way I look? I will say that I'm not the prettiest flower but not the ugliest. I've told him I have ADD and it does affect the way I work but I'm back on medication to help me focus but its just not working! I want to be one of his best students, I've tried really, really hard to make him happy with me but he just doesn't like me. The one time I actually show him my work and he slaps me in the face (metaphor).&lt;br /&gt;I tried, Mr. Matire, but if your going to be like that, what's the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-224704853249354925?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/224704853249354925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=224704853249354925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/224704853249354925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/224704853249354925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-not-perfect.html' title='Am I Not Perfect?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3875402914000957873</id><published>2008-10-22T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:09:49.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Inches Tall</title><content type='html'>Don'tcha just &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; it when teachers do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You didn't finish your homework. That is totally unacceptable. You are completley irresponsible. I'm tired of this crap. How about you work on your other homework that you didn't get done in those other classes? I'm not a babysister!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You all pretty much failed your quiz. That is total garbage. TOTAL garbage. I don't even think I should bother anymore. I bet you all didn't study. That's not surprising... you guys never do anything around here."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is even worse is that if we stand up for ourselves, guess where we're being sent? Principle's Office. I just hate it when teachers do that! And some of them... yes, they're right... but sometimes they only do it because they know that we can't fight back and if we do we get in trouble. It pisses me off. Well, now I can defend myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just thought I'd say that verbally putting down one of your students is shallow; no matter how stupid they actually are. Yeah, sometimes your right but making us feel worthless... c'mon, your over age 15 now. You can stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Secondly, at an age where a teenager's self esteem isn't at its highest. With drama and sick media, you just decide to put them down like that? When some of them already think their worthless because of image and you go and say they'll amount to nothing? Your a teacher; your supposed to help us through life by giving us an education... your not doing a really good job. So stop putting your students down like that. "Oh I was just kidding"... no, you weren't. Stop trying to cover it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3875402914000957873?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3875402914000957873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3875402914000957873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3875402914000957873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3875402914000957873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-inches-tall.html' title='Two Inches Tall'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3936911316290617509</id><published>2008-10-20T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:08:42.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want a Rant?</title><content type='html'>Bring it on, bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of that damn "animal rights" group PETA, out to ruin ever single god damn holiday that pops up on the calender. Hey, I guess all of us would be that upset too if we had some object that far up our asses!&lt;br /&gt;-Easter: Millions of chickens are abused for their eggs!&lt;br /&gt;-Halloween: The candies people give out are tested on animals!&lt;br /&gt;-Thanksgiving: Turkies are slaughtered harshly!&lt;br /&gt;-Christmas: The Santa Claus' at the mall? Their jackets are made of animal fur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, I never cared and I will never ever, ever, ever CARE! But apparently all of you do!&lt;br /&gt;Can I just have one, just ONE freaking holiday where PETA isn't bringing us all down? Of course! EVERYTHING is realted to animals! Every single little thing on this planet is cruel to animals! Listen, if you want to give to an actual &lt;em&gt;helpful&lt;/em&gt; animal orginization, give to the SPCA. Their deserving; these buzkills aren't.&lt;br /&gt;No, because Christmas isn't a happy season. Its all so fake! The media is lying to you little kids! Pfft. The real liars are PETA and their damn propoganda.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse, I'm going to go eat a cheeseburger. Because &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MEAT&lt;/strong&gt;. But I love animals too, so shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3936911316290617509?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3936911316290617509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3936911316290617509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3936911316290617509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3936911316290617509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-want-rant.html' title='You Want a Rant?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7445641227102513020</id><published>2008-10-19T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:46:20.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And You Wonder Why?</title><content type='html'>Apparently, a bunch of AMV's (&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nimated &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;usic &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;ideo's&lt;/span&gt;) are getting removed on Youtube because of copyright laws. And now a bunch of these AMV makers are bitching and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh well, I put a disclaimer! It shouldn't of gotten removed! And it had so many views!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Youtube is being stoopid again!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; being stupid. Your the one using movies/tv shows without permission from the rightful owner and putting a cheesy love song in the background. Well no fucking wonder Youtube removed it! So what if you put a disclaimer? What the hell is that gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Well this 16 year old obviously meant well, we'll let her off the hook even though it took us three years to make that movie!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cry me a river, build a bridge and jump off of it. You seriously think that making a group on Youtube called AMV Legal or whatever will change their minds? You really think their gonna make it legal to make a video with THEIR pieces of work? Do you know ANYTHING about copyright laws?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7445641227102513020?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7445641227102513020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7445641227102513020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7445641227102513020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7445641227102513020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-you-wonder-why.html' title='And You Wonder Why?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6775362940467098030</id><published>2008-10-15T18:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:05:29.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Just Like a Pill...</title><content type='html'>Instead of making me better, you making me ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not usual I do a post like this, but this time I'm getting serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You"&lt;/span&gt; probably don't know I'm aiming this at "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You"&lt;/span&gt; are the causes of all my pain, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"you"&lt;/span&gt; are one of my heroes. Why do I feel like this? Is it because "you" have other people to take care of? Do I envy them? Am I going out of my mind? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You"&lt;/span&gt; helped me get through the hardest of times, but why are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"you"&lt;/span&gt; making me hurt so much? I feel horrible and guilty I feel this way, but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"you"&lt;/span&gt; are the only one who can help, but I can't reach &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"you".&lt;/span&gt; Its impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Help me, Oh God just help me. I thought this would be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6775362940467098030?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6775362940467098030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6775362940467098030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6775362940467098030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6775362940467098030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-just-like-pill.html' title='You&apos;re Just Like a Pill...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-5913840758088385538</id><published>2008-10-12T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:45:44.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You really shouldn&apos;t care'/><title type='text'>You Shouldn't Really Care...</title><content type='html'>Why? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message to Jonas Brothers fangirls:&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell us not to voice our opinion. Not everyone will love the Jonas Brothers. Hey, there are hate videos of Green Day on youtube, do I watch them? No, do I care? No... so should you care about hate videos on JB? No!&lt;br /&gt;You fangirls have the mentality of a Nazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You don't like the sexy Jonas Brothers! You suck, go die!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazis believed that they we're right and whoever though otherwise was wrong. Well, same with these rabid fangirls we're dealing with. Whoever loves the Jonas Brothers are right, and who doesn't like them is wrong. C'mon... really?&lt;br /&gt;In life, there will be people who object towards your opinion. I'm the same age as these girls, and I've accepted that fact. Have they? Nope. Because their spoiled, bratty, shallow dogs and their parents are retards.&lt;br /&gt;No, we're not gonna pity them because Nice has diabetes! BILLIONS of celebrities who are more worthy than him have diabetes, for example:&lt;br /&gt;-James Brown&lt;br /&gt;-Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;-Randy Jackson&lt;br /&gt;-Tommy Lee&lt;br /&gt;-Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;-Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;You know what these artists did? They didn't whine about it. They sucked it up, and went on. Does anyone feel sorry for them? No.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you fans got 50,000 people back you up? Cool, glad you have an army. Good luck with that.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't start this war, but its on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-5913840758088385538?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/5913840758088385538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=5913840758088385538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5913840758088385538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5913840758088385538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-shouldnt-really-care.html' title='You Shouldn&apos;t Really Care...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-9156472474844217170</id><published>2008-10-12T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:36:34.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old and New Green Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SPGoqnmH1uI/AAAAAAAAADA/3K51yYQZWbk/s1600-h/gd017ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256167690254931682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SPGoqnmH1uI/AAAAAAAAADA/3K51yYQZWbk/s200/gd017ef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, apparently "hardcore" Green Day fans don't like the "new" Green Day. The "hardcore" fans think they sold out. The "hardcore" fans think they are now faggots and they love the "old" Green Day. Lemme tell you something, "hardcore" fans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) Your acting as if its a &lt;em&gt;bad &lt;/em&gt;thing that Green Day is evolving as artists&lt;br /&gt;b) You know, no one can stay in their early 20's forever. They had to grow up someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REAL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hardcore Green Day fans are fans of the band, old or new. They love the band, with or without eyeliner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe the ignorancy of some people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Blah, Green Day sold out when American Idiot came out". If you were a fan, you would know that Green Day was never in it for the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We make music for ourselves, and if people like it, then great." ~ Mike Dirnt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'mon guys! They grew up. Their in their fucking mid 30's now. Do you really think they we're gonna stay the same? Every artist will evolve and then their music will start to change. Don't like it? Tough shit. Its bound to happen to a band one time or another.&lt;br /&gt;And enough of this "they sold out" horseshit. For the final time; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DID NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SELL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, its called growing up. Again, their in their mid 30's. I would think that they would change between '94 to '08. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Old or new, Green Day is still the same, and if you call yourself a hardcore fan and think they aren't the same, then your not a fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace. Love. Fuck off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-9156472474844217170?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/9156472474844217170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=9156472474844217170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/9156472474844217170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/9156472474844217170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/old-and-new-green-day.html' title='Old and New Green Day?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SPGoqnmH1uI/AAAAAAAAADA/3K51yYQZWbk/s72-c/gd017ef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8186784817707366885</id><published>2008-10-10T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:28:04.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck it.</title><content type='html'>I hate my computer! I was working on homework for one of my bitchy teachers and then it goes and freezes on me! I&lt;em&gt; was &lt;/em&gt;gonna make a video for my L.A project but no, this SONOVABITCH goes and crashes and then I have to start all of over again! I was in for fucking 2 minutes and 30 seconds and then I have to redo this shit? Fuck that! I'm just gonna tell her my computer is being a big fat dickweed. You know what? I don't even think it was my computer, it was Windows Movie Maker. Those fuckers always freeze on me, God damnit!&lt;br /&gt;Ergggg. I just had to get that off my system. Damn computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Happy Thanksgiving everyone (who's Canadian!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8186784817707366885?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8186784817707366885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8186784817707366885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8186784817707366885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8186784817707366885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuck-it.html' title='Fuck it.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-5483945107441416017</id><published>2008-10-09T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:36:53.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walt, Come Back!</title><content type='html'>Whut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, but lemme clear something for you people who think Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens are the only Disney couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can name a BUNCH of Disney couples:&lt;br /&gt;-Mickey and Minnie Mouse&lt;br /&gt;-Daisy and Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;-Jane and Tarzan&lt;br /&gt;-Belle and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;-Simba and Nala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;tons &lt;/strong&gt;MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, who took over Disney? Can I slam an axe into their throat?! Hey, wanna keep Walt Disney's legacy going? Make some &lt;em&gt;good, &lt;strong&gt;2D animation&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;movies! Whoever you are, you've turned Disney into a cesspool! Who's fucking GENIOUS idea was it to make &lt;em&gt;High School Musical? &lt;/em&gt;And who dumped Miley Cyrus there?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the good ol' days... where when their motto actually made sense? Look whats coming out; Camp Rock. How did we get from Snow White to CAMP ROCK? Camp motherfucking ROCK?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so shocked at to what Disney Pictures has turned into. And I love Pixar (I love Monsters Inc and Finding Nemo) but this whole "real life" shit is getting on my nerves. The only real life movie Disney has brought to us is &lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Carribian&lt;/em&gt;(Only the first one). Like is anyone else realizing whats happening? Just because fairytales aren't as &lt;em&gt;modern, &lt;/em&gt;doesn't mean they suck. And no, I don't mean sequels of Cinderella. I just mean like a casual princess movie would be nice. Talking animals, all that stuff. It would be a nice break from Camp Cock.&lt;br /&gt;I wish Walt Disney was still alive, I miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-5483945107441416017?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/5483945107441416017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=5483945107441416017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5483945107441416017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5483945107441416017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/walt-come-back.html' title='Walt, Come Back!'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2011727890628920372</id><published>2008-10-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:06:35.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuysilver.com/silver_christmas_orn_pics-06/gorham/762419_Puppys_1st_Xmas_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.bestbuysilver.com/silver_christmas_orn_pics-06/gorham/762419_Puppys_1st_Xmas_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, same thing; over and over again. Thanks Disney, you've now offically ruined my love for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year there's that one Christmas movie that is just dreadful. I think this year's is gonna be about a puppy. Now mind you, some Christmas movies are just awesome (eg: &lt;em&gt;Elf, Its a Wonderful Life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bad Santa, A Christmas Story, The Polar Express, &lt;/em&gt;) but some, like I mean c'mon! Be just a little bit original! Lemme guess; this movie is gonna be about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A homeless puppy is gets dropped off at a shelter during the Christmas season when a little girl around 7-8 years wants him but she can't get him and her mom lives in an appartment while her parents are divorced and the girl gets the dog for Christmas. Oh, and it takes place in New York City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If thats what its about, someone hold me whilst I cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like really! Can we have ONE, just ONE Christmas movie that doesn't take place in New York City? How about New Hampshire? Colorado? MONTANA? Fucking MONTANA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want some Christmas movie that has a little bit of originality (like the ones I mentioned up there). And why do puppies have to be the main Christmas gift for a little girl? What about a hippopotamus? Like Gayla Peevey? God damnit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine. Make your stupid, cheesy Christmas movies. They won't get good reviews anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2011727890628920372?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2011727890628920372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2011727890628920372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2011727890628920372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2011727890628920372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/10/christmas-movies.html' title='Christmas Movies'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-3937124871143412249</id><published>2008-09-30T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:05:48.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help me.'/><title type='text'>Take Away This Ball and Chain</title><content type='html'>I came here to Canada in 2002. I was Calgary but then we moved over to Edmonton, thus continuing my year of grade 2. I met this girl, we'll call her SLJ (to avoid expensive lawsuits) and she was nice... we we're friends through grade 2 to grade 4, until I started getting a little annoyed with her. And in grade 5, her younger brother and she offered to buy me something at the Reddi Mart, I accepted it. And then she took me to a football game, and her mom was spoiling us! Buying us popcorn and soda. Why they were doing this I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But either way, I didn't like her. So I told her I didn't want to be her friend anymore. What does she do? She gets her mom involved and she starts bitching at me. So then I was &lt;strong&gt;FORCED &lt;/strong&gt;to be her damn friend. Which was torture. She had no other friends, no one liked her so I was her last resort because I had none... but I liked it that way. I don't like people.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so in grade six I said "enough is enough, I don't wanna be your friend!" and then once agian she gets her mom involved and what does her mom do? Get the fucking TEACHER involved! This had nothing to do with the teacher! This was OUTSIDE of school. So the teacher forced me to be her friend, AGAIN. So basically I'm forced to be a friend to a person I don't like by high authority figures.&lt;br /&gt;Finally came grade seven, we went to different schools! I was free from the dungeon =D I made new friends I actually liked. Grade seven was a breeze... well, most of the time it was. Anyway, then comes grade eight, and guess who came back? Yes, 'SLJ' came back. Now she follows me and my friends around everywhere. We have tried EVERYTHING to get her to leave us alone!&lt;br /&gt;1. Inviting her into conversation -failed-&lt;br /&gt;2. boring her -failed-&lt;br /&gt;3. SCARING her -failed-&lt;br /&gt;4. Ignoring her -still in progress-&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it! Am I a retard magnet?! Do lonely but annoying people attract to me? She made my elementary school life a living hell, now Junior High? Why?! And if I tell her I don't want to hang out with her, her mom will come after me and get the teacher in this and the LAST thing I EVER wanna do is get in trouble with Ms. Chapor.&lt;br /&gt;This is BULLSHIT! I'm tired of her bragging, following me around, constant annoyance... I'm on a ball and chain! I &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to tell her to leave me alone, but I can't because of her I'm-on-meth mom. And yes, I've gone to my parents for advice.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's advice-"Invite her into conversation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's advice-"Tell her to fuck off and die."&lt;br /&gt;*Smacks head on keyboard* Any advice? ANY? Besides those two? Help me! I've even tried being a bitch to her but still, she's attracted to me! I'm not that beautiful and I'm not a people person... at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-3937124871143412249?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/3937124871143412249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=3937124871143412249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3937124871143412249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/3937124871143412249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-away-this-ball-and-chain.html' title='Take Away This Ball and Chain'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-4939126361811260526</id><published>2008-09-29T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:44:03.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is NO WAY...</title><content type='html'>And no HOW, you as an individual can change my opinion on what I hate or love; on what I think is right or wrong. And if your my friend you wouldn't try to change that... yet some of you think I'm wrong. That's why they call it an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;opinion, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its niether right OR wrong. Its just... as is. For example; I hate emo kids, yet one of my friends says that its wrong and got brainwashed by some video saying how you shouldn't hate emo's. Personally, I don't care if she likes emos or not, I won't try and change that... but she think I'm wrong and loving emo's is right... Again, its not right or wrong. Its an opinion, and if you claim to be my best friend then you wouldn't of tried to change my thoughts OR you wouldn't call me ignorant or a hypocrite. Gee, that sure changes ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking annoyed on how people would try to change another's opinion &lt;strong&gt;just &lt;/strong&gt;because they don't like it. What is this, a game of kickball on the field? Grow up! Stop being so goddamn whiny just because another doesn't like the things you do. Yeah, I AM pissed off at emo kids considering Green Day to be emo, thats not the only reason why I hate them; in my opinion their whiny, they think their individual when their just like everyone else, they're trendy and their music is horrid. Again, not everyone thinks this. Its just my thoughts. Yeah, some of you may not like it, but I'm too damn tired and sick to give a rats ass.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why I'm always like this? Read my occupations and maybe you'll get a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace. Love. Fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-4939126361811260526?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/4939126361811260526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=4939126361811260526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/4939126361811260526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/4939126361811260526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-is-no-way.html' title='There is NO WAY...'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-4484477689639810842</id><published>2008-09-19T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:42:56.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Funny?</title><content type='html'>Haha, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, feminists attack once again. The song, Shake That Ass Bitch by Bass Booty is I will admit, really racey, but &lt;em&gt;hilarious.&lt;/em&gt; It has a good beat, funny lyrics, everything! Personally, I love the song, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, someone of the female gender loves this song.&lt;br /&gt;Feminists are saying this song is of course, "Demeaning to women".&lt;br /&gt;Have you been living under a ROCK? Most rap music has always been about booties, tits and other things. Did it JUST pop into your head that this music is "demeaning"? Really. Rap music is here and its here to &lt;strong&gt;STAY, damnit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-4484477689639810842?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/4484477689639810842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=4484477689639810842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/4484477689639810842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/4484477689639810842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-funny.html' title='I&apos;m Funny?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-1561493875180322559</id><published>2008-09-18T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:38:38.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trader horse colic'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Trader May 9th, 2006~September 17, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A new horse at our barn, Trader, tragically died of colic yesturday afternoon. He's had it for some time now... We'll miss you buddy, you were one of the most unique horses I've ever known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Joseph's Lullaby~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go to sleep my Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This manger for your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have a long road before You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rest Your little head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can You feel the weight of Your glory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do You understand the price?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does the Father guard Your heart for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So You can sleep tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go to sleep my Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go and chase Your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This world can wait for one more moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go and sleep in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe the glory of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is lying in my arms tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, I ask that He for just this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Simply be my child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go to sleep my Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby, close Your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;oon enough You'll save the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But for now, dear Child of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh my Jesus, Sleep tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;R.I.P Trader, this song goes out to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-1561493875180322559?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/1561493875180322559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=1561493875180322559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1561493875180322559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/1561493875180322559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip-trader-may-9th-2006september-17.html' title='R.I.P Trader May 9th, 2006~September 17, 2008'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6140253085822183879</id><published>2008-09-14T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:49:39.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoiled Kids'/><title type='text'>Spoiled Kids.</title><content type='html'>You know why people hate teens? Because its spoiled brats that give the people ideas that all of us are like that. I'm NOT spoiled... I was a brat, but not anymore. Its called maturity!&lt;br /&gt;Yesturday I started my riding class (Coyote's BACK) and I was walking him to the arena when I saw this girl about my age just TEARING her mom apart (verbally, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WELL WHY DIDN'T YOU BRING MY GLOVES?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why aren't my shoes cleaned off like I ASKED YOU TO?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"God I COULD KILL MYSELF RIGHT NOW!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I heard. This isn't the mom yelling, this is the girl yelling. Her yelling could make you deaf.&lt;br /&gt;Later, she came into the arena with her horse (who was the nicest thoroughbred ever.) and her mom sits down on the bench. Ok, this girl is lucky she didn't slip out some of her atittude to Lisa! She would've gotten her bahooky kicked!&lt;br /&gt;Her mom's like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Did you clean up after yourself in the barn?"&lt;/strong&gt; And the girl responds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ugh, I JUST got up here! What the hell do you expect me to do? WALK back down there! Let someone else clean it up!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I gave my mom THAT attitude, heads vwould VROLL. Like this mom is just sitting there, taking her daughter's pissing and moaning!&lt;br /&gt;Which comes to my rant: &lt;em&gt;Spoiled kids. Ages 5-16.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was telling me this story, a woman he works with baught her son a &lt;strong&gt;YELLOW 2008 FERRARI&lt;/strong&gt; and what does he do? Well since he's only has his &lt;strong&gt;LEARNERS&lt;/strong&gt; he crashes it while &lt;strong&gt;wacked out on cocaine&lt;/strong&gt;! So basically this woman bought her coke addicted 15 year old son a 2008 ferrari. Maybe when the mother made that decision, maybe &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt;, herself was wacked out on something. Maybe... LSD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO THE FUCK BUYS THEIR DRUGGED ADDICTED TEEN A FERRARI?&lt;/strong&gt; Their from Sherwood Park, shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for messing up, son! Here's your BRAND NEW CAR!&lt;/em&gt; Oh and this woman knew his son was addicted, he just came out of rehab... obviously didn't get clean.Don't spoil children! Or else they'll grow up to be idiots, just like their wacked out parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6140253085822183879?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6140253085822183879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6140253085822183879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6140253085822183879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6140253085822183879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/09/spoiled-kids.html' title='Spoiled Kids.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6388013193063695716</id><published>2008-07-14T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:47:55.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you bitch'/><title type='text'>You Bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Twitches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright, this is how it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, since the horse I usually ride, Coyote is at my teacher's Iris' house for the summer, I'm riding a horse named Daisy. This was my first time riding her, so I wasn't that comfortable on her yet. Anyway, some woman (age 19-20) is watching my PRIVATE lesson and when my riding instructor Lisa said I had the wrong lead, the woman gave me a dirty look. I was confused, but ignored it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then after, when I was doing the jumps, she starts shaking her head at me. Lisa said I was doing fine, so I paid no attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The when the lesson was over, I was walking Daisy into the barn when the same woman came up to me. This is what she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I saw you riding. Half of the time you were trotting your diagnal was wrong, you obviously don't know how to canter and you put too much pressure on the horse's neck. Oh and you were pulling too hard on her mouth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me note, I do NOT know this woman. She is not one of the TA's, and not one of the instructors, because their's only two; Iris and Lisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I asked if Lisa told her to tell me that and she's like "No. I just felt like pointing out your flaws."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dude, not only is that extremely rude to say something like that, but I don't even know this woman! Well I got something to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THE ONLY PEOPLE I'LL LET CRITIQUE MY RIDING IS LISA OR IRIS; MY INSTRUCTORS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am NOT gonna listen to some random chick. I'm gonna listen to the teachers who went through 25 years of Equine Studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you know what? Success is made from making mistakes. Not being perfect. And guess what? THIS IS MY EFFING LIFE AND YOU WEREN'T INVITED SO THERE'S THE DOOR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I could, my fist would be in her face so fast. Lisa is my riding instructor. I will listen to HER. NOT YOU, you complete stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6388013193063695716?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6388013193063695716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6388013193063695716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6388013193063695716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6388013193063695716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-bitch.html' title='You Bitch.'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-5644634032248514250</id><published>2008-07-12T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:02:09.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Emo kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHj1-VTJ-FI/AAAAAAAAABA/GSuiHhljBrA/s1600-h/emo_girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222194219154274386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHj1-VTJ-FI/AAAAAAAAABA/GSuiHhljBrA/s200/emo_girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This rant was bound to show up somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emo kids. There everywhere. At the mall, movies, everywhere. Whining about how much their life sucks when all that happened was that their parents yelled at them. Maybe we should ship them down to Africa and then they get to see how much their life "sucks".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I own a pair of Chucks (converse) but now I can't wear them because of these damn emo kids making a new trend. Those shoes were a sign of individuality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they're just mocking people who are actually diagnosed with depression. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously, there are EMOtionally disturbed kids who say that hating on emos is racist. In all honesty, I laughed. I actually &lt;strong&gt;LAUGHED. &lt;/strong&gt;Black people don't choose to be black, their born like that. Asian people don't choose to be asian. Their born asian. Emo's however CHOOSE to be emo, therefor they are not a race. Why do you think they call it &lt;strong&gt;RACE-&lt;/strong&gt;ist? Because your hating on a RACE. And hey, just because you tell me to stop sharing my opinion on emo's, doesn't mean I'm going to. I live in a country with freedom of speech. And I think you would get pretty annoyed if people who whine and walk around like their dead were everywhere you turn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what REALLY grinds my gears is how people think that emo is punk. Hahahahaha... what? Do the Ramones look emo? Do The Clash look emo? What about The Exploited? Or Sex Pistols? THOSE ARE PUNK. Emo is Bullet for my Valentine, Fall Out Boy (ick), and dare I say it? MCR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trash me if you like, this is just my opinion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So emo kids, go buy yourself a Happy Meal and deal with SHIT HAPPENING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-5644634032248514250?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/5644634032248514250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=5644634032248514250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5644634032248514250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5644634032248514250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/emo-kids.html' title='Emo kids'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHj1-VTJ-FI/AAAAAAAAABA/GSuiHhljBrA/s72-c/emo_girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-6252751304494329395</id><published>2008-07-10T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:02:09.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pepsi pop'/><title type='text'>Diet DIET Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHZjLFKBYBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZSTi5YJAPU/s1600-h/dietpepsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221469859996590098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHZjLFKBYBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZSTi5YJAPU/s320/dietpepsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Silly, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, their was Coca Cola... then their was Pepsi... then... out of all things, their was DIET PEPSI (no sugar added). But, since they wanted more money and fat people were complaining, they made Diet Pepsi, no sugar added OR caffeine. Ok, so what does that leave us with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Carmel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-carbonation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-aspartame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously, I can't find regular pepsi or coke anywhere. No red or blue. It makes me sad because Pepsi is so good and without its main substances its just brown water to me. I'm not saying that they should stop &lt;em&gt;selling &lt;/em&gt;it, I just think that they should sell more of the orignal stuff. Is that a crime? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This really isn't a rant, its just I'm a little dissipointed that I can't find the regular stuff anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-6252751304494329395?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/6252751304494329395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=6252751304494329395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6252751304494329395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/6252751304494329395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/diet-diet-pop.html' title='Diet DIET Pop'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHZjLFKBYBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GZSTi5YJAPU/s72-c/dietpepsi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-5379824557330392531</id><published>2008-07-09T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:01:22.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peta stupid'/><title type='text'>Rodeo and PETA/Shark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of them I hate oustandingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you guess which one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PETA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I came from Ireland to Canada when I was six and since I was interested in horses, my dad bought us two tickets to the CFR (Candian Finals Rodeo). We went and it was AWESOME! I loved it, and it has been a tradtion for seven years; not long, but long enough. But last year we went and we we're walking into Rexall when some people in blue t-shirts with PETA stamped across them came up to us. They were showing us pictures from some rodeos around the US that we're cruel so they expected us to believe that every rodeo was cruel. My dad just walked away when they yelled "Don't be heartless!" but my dad yelled back "F*** off." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I did research on this PETA group and some of the stuff that they did... are they a terrorist group? Just curious? Are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, back on the rodeo subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hear these teenaged "horse crazy" girls whining on youtube on this video: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bnozhCuVpf0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bnozhCuVpf0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what, PETA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I EFFING LOVE THE RODEO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't like it you can kiss &lt;strong&gt;THE FATTEST PART OF MY ASS.&lt;/strong&gt; I love rodeo. I love the excitement, the adrenaline, everything about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND I'M PROUD TO SAY THAT I DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't matter what you think, we're gonna do it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Human beings are not stupid enough to be convinced that all rodeos are the exact same. All PETA does is repeat the same clips over and over again! They try to convince you that all rodeos are like that! YOU'RE BUYING INTO THEIR PROPAGANDA. For Christ sake they were standing outside of McDonald's giving kids &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; version of a happy meal&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Guess what the toy was? A DEAD RODENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They blew up a Science Research Lab! They took the animals out but what the hell does that change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some facts on that little organization:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- PETA has killed over 97% of the animals it's taken into its care. (In the year 2006, 2,981 animals were killed, whereas only 12 were adopted.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- PETA has given over $100,000 to arsonists and convicted criminals to blow stuff up and create havoc, rather than helping animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- PETA gave a man $70,000 after he bombed a University research lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- While PETA collects millions in donations by pretending to advocate for the welfare of animals, the group has killed 17,400 pets since 1998. Some animals are killed at PETA headquarters and stored in a giant walk-in freezer, which cost just under $10,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Since 1998, PETA has transferred a total of 130 animals to other shelters, and 21 of them were chickens. By comparison, it killed over 10,000 animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Many PETA members have been brainwashed and as a result, have maimed and even killed other humans beings in the name of animals. How does violence like this solve anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- PETA kills animals. Because it has other financial priorities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - such as hiring arsonists to do terrorism and murder, making a giant walk-in freezer to store dead animals in, and ads in attempt to brainwash today's youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How f***en stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-5379824557330392531?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/5379824557330392531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=5379824557330392531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5379824557330392531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/5379824557330392531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/rodeo-and-petashark.html' title='Rodeo and PETA/Shark'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-545470421958879606</id><published>2008-07-08T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:02:09.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rebel'/><title type='text'>Fake Rebels</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHQXCY7y0GI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QBVzD_yugJY/s1600-h/Scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220823197849669730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="278" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHQXCY7y0GI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QBVzD_yugJY/s320/Scene.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh goodie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Their are girls at my school who think their "so rebellious" when their not. Oh my god, you talked back to a teacher! Your so rebel. You wear skinny jeans, converse, a head bandanna, and a baggy tee, you must be so hardcore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God, it makes me sad that I might even go through the stage of where I think I know everything, like the girls I'm referring to. They think their so rebellious because they're too cool so they stand against the wall at school and they swear and hate their parents just because their parents were nagging them to clean their room with pinups of Fall Out Boy etc. NOTHING IN THE WORLD PISSES ME OFF MORE THAN POSERS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's how the story goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teacher:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hey don't play around here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faux Rebel Kid&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I'm Just having fun *sticks out tongue*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;God your so rebellious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Are not&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REBELLIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being rebellious means standing up for your beliefs when your in a place where they won't let you. Being rebellious means objecting to a demand that is against what you believe in and saying "Hey, you can't change who I am". Not talking back to a teacher just because your in a bitchy mood or you think you wanna be cool. Rebellion is not about dressing a certain way, its about standing up for what your beliefs are. Rather its Chritianity, Seek, Athieism, whatever! Taking a stand against something that's WRONG. Not standing against the teacher because she told you to stop talking while he/she was teaching a lesson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your not prooving to the world that your rebellious just because your an angst ridden teen who thinks life is so unfair because you have idols of authority that are helping you achieve a future. Not unless the teacher makes a racist, sexist or vulgar comment to you, keep your mouth shut and let them do their job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-545470421958879606?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/545470421958879606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=545470421958879606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/545470421958879606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/545470421958879606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/fake-rebels.html' title='Fake Rebels'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHQXCY7y0GI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QBVzD_yugJY/s72-c/Scene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7478757057959237433</id><published>2008-07-08T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:35:59.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Hollywood... the ROOT of all Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't matter how small of a town you live in, the propaganda is endless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But honestly, whoever thought of this "Mixed Celebrity Couples Name" thing is going to have my foot stuck up their ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bradgelina? Tomkat?&lt;/em&gt; More like runover, hairless, rabies infested Kat. But seriously, now I hear people calling Zac Efron and Vannessa Ann Hugens &lt;em&gt;Zannessa.&lt;/em&gt; SICK&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Ok then,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;lets call Nichol Richie and Joel Madden JICHOL! Do you NOT realize how retarded people sound when they call couples that? F*** Hollywood is getting on my nerves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Oh so and so is going mental, LETS RIGHT SHIT ABOUT THEM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The only magazine I actually have respect for is PEOPLE Magazine; they actually have real life stories in them that aren't celebrity trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry, but Hollywood is on something. We can live without celebrities you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7478757057959237433?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7478757057959237433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7478757057959237433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7478757057959237433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7478757057959237433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/hollywood-root-of-all-evil.html' title='Hollywood... the ROOT of all Evil'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-8704364622036112260</id><published>2008-07-07T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:02:09.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spongebob Squarepants'/><title type='text'>Spongebob? Gay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHIn7w4sNSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Nv8yIsnwfKg/s1600-h/6a00d834518c7969e200e54f31c7918833-640wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220278825764271394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHIn7w4sNSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Nv8yIsnwfKg/s320/6a00d834518c7969e200e54f31c7918833-640wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have got to be motherf***ing kidding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, lately the Catholic Church has been saying the KIDS show, &lt;em&gt;Spongebob Squarepants, &lt;/em&gt;has been making references of homosexuality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's about as true as saying K-Fed's talented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Spongebob has always been my favorite cartoon. His wacky shtick has always made it more funny with his dull but funny friend, Patrick Star. I've watched nearly every episode, and to hear someone say it was making references of homosexuality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is total bullocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can anyone have a best friend without being gay? Honestly! Hell, they even interviewed the makers of Spongebob and they said that they didn't even know &lt;em&gt;how &lt;/em&gt;Spongebob was making these references. And if they &lt;em&gt;were, &lt;/em&gt;what's the Catholic Church gonna do about it? Tell Viacom that Nickelodeon has gay shows on it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fuck it. Spongebob will ALWAYS be the best Kids' show. Suck on that, Dora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-8704364622036112260?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/8704364622036112260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=8704364622036112260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8704364622036112260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/8704364622036112260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/spongebob-gay.html' title='Spongebob? Gay?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHIn7w4sNSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Nv8yIsnwfKg/s72-c/6a00d834518c7969e200e54f31c7918833-640wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-2095732139816837623</id><published>2008-07-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:02:10.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day Emo Hate Teenies WHY? fandom'/><title type='text'>Are you Blind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHGWOaIkWLI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tLeuYEpD_54/s1600-h/GreenDay-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220118617376708786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHGWOaIkWLI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tLeuYEpD_54/s320/GreenDay-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z274/brittany7645/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Idiots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREAKING &lt;/strong&gt;idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I hear another assclown call Green Day emo I will go biserk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lets get one thing straight, I &lt;em&gt;respect &lt;/em&gt;your opinion, if you don't like them that's fine, but if you got nothing nice to say, don't say anything. But when it gets to the point where I have random people come up to me in public when I'm wearing a GD t-shirt calling me emo, I will have to let some steam out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do those men up there look like they'd be cutting themselves, whining about how much their life sucks? NO. Sure they'll write a sad tune every now and then, and yes two of the member wear eyeliner but that doesn't mean their emo! Watch some of their interviews, see makings of their music videos, these guys are all about having fun, goofing around and just being fun people. They don't have flippy hair, Billie Joe doesn't scream his songs,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they don't sing about getting dumped by some chick... ETC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THEY ARE &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;emo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHGYbDgV7-I/AAAAAAAAAAg/pP30QvPao8M/s1600-h/Green_Day_by_Skittles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220121033663967202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHGYbDgV7-I/AAAAAAAAAAg/pP30QvPao8M/s320/Green_Day_by_Skittles1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's more of a recent picture of them (off to the left). Ok, so I can see where people get the &lt;em&gt;idea &lt;/em&gt;that these dudes are emo... but seriously. Emo is short for &lt;strong&gt;Emo&lt;/strong&gt;tional. Listen to the American Idiot album. Nothing could be more happier. No songs about how much life is depressing and no songs about the world being a horrible, horrible place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alright, so may I say something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The only reason people call this band 'emo' is because of all the teeny little "emo" girls who think their "s000 hawt" or listen to REAL emo bands but somehow like Green Day (for their "hottness" or American Idiot) and then people start thinking "Oh well, if that emo kid likes Green Day then that proves all fans are like that!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teenies that listen to them DON'T know the REAL Green Day. Thinking their hot will get you NOWHERE. I bet if I asked them their favorite song, they'd say "Holiday!" or "I dunno". Now don't get me wrong, Holiday is an AWESOME song, but ever heard their LEGENDARY songs? From their older albums where hey, they weren't so as hot as they were now? No, you haven't because thanks to you little teeny girls people now think that their emo and all their fans are stupid little teenies that are ten years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Green Day just isn't like another Simple Plan. They have been playing for 20 years and worked hard to get where they are now. And when American Idiot came out, everyone was saying that they "SOLD OUT". No, they didn't. They &lt;em&gt;grew up, &lt;/em&gt;obviously something you haven't experienced yet if you think they sold out. GET YOUR HEAD OUTTA 1994's ass. They were awesome then and their awesome now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And for those that hate Green Day, ok :) I'm not as defensive as some fans turn out to be... I won't call you a fag or something. Even some of my friends hate Green Day so please, I ask nicely, respect my opinion cause I respect yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-2095732139816837623?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/2095732139816837623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=2095732139816837623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2095732139816837623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/2095732139816837623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-blind.html' title='Are you Blind?'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SHGWOaIkWLI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tLeuYEpD_54/s72-c/GreenDay-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5823108394677817963.post-7333987359579252160</id><published>2008-07-06T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:34:08.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jonas brothers sick gross eww'/><title type='text'>The Jonas Brothers</title><content type='html'>Yes, the Jonas Brothers.My camping trip was fun, there were lots of horse flies but I digress.Lately you guys have been hearing stuff about the giant cesspool, Disney, who used to have wonderful classics but now just shitty, poppy musicals. Well, the ones that piss me off the most is that teeny boy band, The Jonas Brothers. I'm sorry JB fans, but I need to let this out.I hate them with every fiber of my being.I hear pubescent girls talking juring my camping trip going "OHMYGAWD, The Jonas Brothers are real music!!" or "Nick is soo hawt." Give me a fucking break.I respect your opinion but seriously, are you THAT messed up that your calling The Jonas Brothers real music? Have you ever heard of Led Zepplin? The Clash? Tupac? THE BEATLES? I'm sure their nice people, but their music is a freaking insult. Not only that but that Camp Rock movie was horendous. Lets be honest; the frontman CANNOT sing. For fuck sake he's 18 and he sounds like a 12 year old girl! I've heard both sides of the story and I hate them. Just because you write your own songs does NOT make you talented! Just because you can hold a guitar does NOT make you talented! Just because your fans are teen girls does NOT, definetly does NOT make you talented! And they don't even have a drummer. Don't even get me started.And in the song, Year 3000 there's one line that goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I took a trip to the year 3000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This song had gone multi-platinum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everybody bought our 7th album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It had outsold Kelly Clarkson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. And that's 992 years away. Both them and Kelly Clarkson are gonna be dead! And to brag about out-selling someone more talented than that just proves you are an idiot. To be a good band, you have to write good lyrics, put effort into playing your instruments, and you actually have to try instead of being bought by a corperation and writing lyrics about girls and being better than someone else. I'm not trying to change your opinion about them, I'm just expressing mine. And if you write a rant journal about my favorite band just to get back at me than:a) your petheticand b) I wouldn't give a shit.I just HATE THEM. And Nick, CUT YOUR GODDAMN HAIR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5823108394677817963-7333987359579252160?l=uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/feeds/7333987359579252160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5823108394677817963&amp;postID=7333987359579252160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7333987359579252160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5823108394677817963/posts/default/7333987359579252160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uselessrantsandvents.blogspot.com/2008/07/jonas-brothers.html' title='The Jonas Brothers'/><author><name>SpecialPony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16328663961351952565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N75XQpbV9FA/SaraNf6G21I/AAAAAAAAAGA/zqUO8jmsBhI/S220/2906145603_58da4e9bcf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
