Shiz to ten

On a scale from shiz to ten:

How hard my classes were: ten
How hard I worked to get good grades: ten
What I have to show for it: shiz

How great is: http://www.miniclip.com/games/doodle/en/
: ten

I command everyone to go there and play Doodle.

How good jelly beans are: ten
How good I feel right now: nine
What's missing: one
Ten or not ten: ten
How much I wish I could go to Council Bluffs: ten
How much I AM going to Council Bluffs: ten
How much I like mayonnaise: shiz
How finished I am with classes: eight
How finished I am posting senseless shiz: ten

Kyle, Alan, Cannon, Council Bluffs

1. The order in which we would die if a nuclear bomb went off at Moon apartments

2. People who live in PP8 who look like Kyle, from most to least, not counting basketball players or jedis.

3. What KACCB stands for.

Proof

Here's proof of my last post. It's a friday afternoon, I have to do some homework, my desk is messy, and I feel just fine! I'm not commonly all melancholy and crappy like that.

from finance class:

What do you call a deer that doesn't have eyes? no-eye deer.
What do you call a deer with no eyes or legs? Still no-eye deer.


quiz:
Why so leashed a-shankin'?

a. Gummi ball
b. Bridal shower
c. on his eats o' kankin'
d. hats are showin'

Suck

Often, I don't feel like writing anything on a blog because my thoughts are commonplace and therefore dull. Sometimes I have groundbreaking thoughts, or at least they seem to have groundbreaking potential, and I like to think them, but they typically show up late at night, when everyone gets a little bit reflective and even contemplative, and nobody has time to write in a blog. But that's okay, because I don't think those thoughts or feel those feelings for more than a fraction of a day at a time, so I should be writing those dull, usual thoughts in order for my words to be consistent with what actually and more often goes through my head. The majority of the time, I'm just fine. Or at least I'm too stressed about school to worry about anything else. And since I hate wordy blog posts, here's what I just said in easier-to-read format:

(Each sentence simplified:)
I'm a boring kid.
I can think of cool crap to write, but I'm usually too tired to.
So I'm more boring than interesting.
I'm fine!
School sucks!

And now here's a grand summary of those five sentences:

I suck and so does school.

One-word summary: suck.

Things that are great and where

The slushes are great in Tucson.

The sounds are great in a 12-string guitar.

The photos are great at http://placebokatz.blogspot.com/2007/03/jump-william-hundley.html

The jelly beans are great in my stomach.

The woes are great in the conference room in my head.

The expectations are great in my book.

Ok, this was just a vessel to get that website out there. It's great.