Rant of the Day

*Please note that names were changed for the protection of their pride today*
My rant for...the current moment: Conner and Max-two of my friends who may or may not have flipped personalities.
Okay, so Max is being...practiced in the art of douchebaggery. I don't know WHAT his problem is, but MAN that guy is annoying right now. Up until...Well, Monday I guess, we were super close. Now I don't know what's going on with him. He's always being a jerk and hanging out with a ton of girls he'd never usually be caught dead near. He nearly ran me over running down the street today, and when I called out he barely turned around. I shouted out, "Where are you going and what is your problem lately?" and he just screamed back, "I'm busy!" and took off again. So...whatever. Go have fun doing whatever Max. Just don't come anywhere near my house until you have your brains back.
Then the other wacky thing: My friend Conner is a total player. We're close, but he's always surrounded by girls in short skirts during school, so we never really talk unless I seek him out to say something specific or if we randomly see each other while he's NOT in a huddle of high pitched giggly girls. I mean, I love the guy, he's my best friend, but his girl groupies get annoying.
The other issue:
Conner is dyslexic. So he covers his insecurity about it with an abnormally large ego. He's really sweet, but he never acts like it. He acts like a bigshot. I guess in English class he's always cracking jokes and being his normal school self but needs help all the time.
So this chic in Tech walked up to me and asked what his problem was. I explained his situation and told her to lay off. She's one of my friends so she was just like, "Oh okay. I just didn't know. I would never laugh at him." Then she and a couple other girls just started talking about how cute he was and walked away.
He walked by and I told him that the people in English didn't matter and that he was better than them, no matter what he believed. He got really upset and punched a wall a few times. I told him (thought I'm still not sure the guy believes me) just how awesome he is and what an amazing guy he is and how they didn't matter. He went to gym and I found him after class and asked if he was okay. He nodded and hugged me before walking away.
That's just scenario one.
Okay, like I said: conner is a player. He's always surrounded by girls much prettier and more scantily clad than I am. And he hugged a total loser...in front of them. It was weird. Sweet, but weird for him.
THEN I had a headache and he kept asking if I needed him to take me to the nurse. But he KNOWS I get bad headaches and I would be fine when I got home and took asprin. So he was freaking out for no reason, really.
And now I'm kinda pissed at our mutual friend who rides the bus with us. She kept talking about how: "Full of himself" he is. I defended him and she blew it off and said I was just like all the other girls in school.
Well I'm not. I don't take his bull. I see through it and will not stand for it. he's pretty much learned he can't lie to me very easily. It's just not going to work.
So now I'm mad at her. But whatever.
I feel kinda bad too. Because of my headache I went home instead of going to his meet(a sports thng) and I said I would go. But I just couldn't go.
So..everything is weird today.
I don't know why I'm ranting here. I have a diary. I don't use it much, but I have one. (Bet Conner would LOVE to read that...hahaha)
In his defense, he is a sweet guy. He just likes to hide his insecurity. He thinks he's got to live up to this image of the perfect guy but what he hasn't figured out is that we all think he's totally awesome (minus girl on bus) and what an amazing person he is. Even Hea (sisterly being) admited it and she "hates" him. I told her what the girl on the bus said and she got PISSED. But she never liked her much anyways.
Well, right now I don't either.
Conner willl NEVER see this (I haven't told him I have a blog) so I'm just going to toss this out there: Conner is not only very cute, but he's the nicest guy I think I may have met out here (I moved here last year). He pisses me off, drives me up the wall, makes me scream at him, has pushed me over the edge sooooo may times, but he's also the most thoughtful, considerate, and funny guy you'd meet. He's the kind of guy who would hold the door for an elderly woman and then tell her he'd never seen such a beautiful woman before. He's the kind of guy who can give himself but doesn't like accepting compliments from his real friends.
And he's a really good singer.
And no matter what he or anyone else thinks: I think he's pretty great. And I know he can do anything he wants as long as he can have a little faith in himself.
Okay, I think I'm about done with this rant. Latah.

First Post (WHOO!)

So...freaking...bored.
Not my fault.
It's my computer's.
My stupid mouse is jacked up.
My dad is trying to figure out how to attach crown molding to our walls on Google next to me right now.
I feel sorry for him.
Stupid crown molding.
Stupid Mouse.
Stupid fact that technically this is a free verse poem.
Did anyone else notice that?
Anyways, first post. Not the most interesting thing in the world, I know. Too bad. Don't worry, it'll get better once I start finding this more interesting.
My teacher suggested a blog.
Dark Mousy (Dark)- Yeah. She did. I was there.
Derek- So was I!
Chelsea- (looks up from texting) Huh? Oh. Yeah. Me too. Keyboarding teacher lady said it. She did.
Yeah, uh...those three will appear a lot. Except that Dark will be visiting St. Fang of Boredom (see Fanfiction.net's greatest author EVER), until October 19th, 2009. But Derek is my imaginary bf/locker buddy/editor that my friend made up for me at my birthday. Chelsea is my imaginary assisticant (assistant.) So they'll be here.
Yeah, so...yeah. Derek will hopefully not be a smart mouth, but I did not invent him and it is therefore not my responsibility to worry about what random stuff comes out of Emo Goth Boy's mouth.
Derek- glares- I'm not emo or goth.
Me- Sure you're not...
Anyways, I don't own any of the characters I talk about in here. Unfortunately for you, I do own this laptop and I will use that to my own personal advantage.
SO- raise your hand if you're going to go to the Corn Field Maze! (Raises Hand and waves wildly). You mean you don't know what that is? go to http://www.thecornfieldmaize.com
TOTALLY awesome. I'm going to LOVE IT!
So anyways, I really don't know what else I'm supposed to say. I'm not going to rant this time. Maybe later tonight I will. What? You don't know what I'm talking about? WELL THEN! FINE! BE A LOSER! Just kidding. Even my brothers don't understand my rants. Even Dillon, which is very sad because HE of all people SHOULD understand them. And Sean. So not the point.
Okay, when I rant it's usually about one of three things- a book, a fan fiction, or one of my stories. Yes, I rant when my own story doesn't go my way. I want particular things to happen, and I'm sure that they will, but my stories have minds of their own and so when I get going, even I'M surprised at how things turn out. Yes, that means I'm crazy. Too bad.
However, I will occasionally rant about other things- such as players, underage dating, REALLY bad music (see RAP), the theory that cell phones can give you brain cancer (that really scares me), abortion... okay, lots of things. And peanut butter. You'd have to read Flock Haven to get it though. But I rant about Peanut Butter ALL THE TIME! Seriously. It bugs the crap out of my friends. (Just so anyone who knows what I'm talking about sees this- I STILL don't have that peanut butter.)
Uh...I hate Fang from Maximum Ride, yet he's one of my favorite characters. SPOILER ALERT! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHY, SKIP THIS PARAGRAPH! I WARNED YOU! Okay, if you don't care or if you've read it, when he ditched Max in book three and Brigid Dwyer, and Lissa all make me hate his guts right now. But Saint, my sister, and some of my friends are trying to save his skinny little emo butt from the good kicking he needs from me. Aka they're trying to get me to like him again.
Can anyone tell me how to find his blog on Max-Dan-Wiz because I really don't get it. I've searched and searched and CAN NOT for the LIFE of me, find his blog. Leave it on a comment please. Thanks!
(I stole the first part of this from The Sorcerer's Stone-Dumbledore)
Anyways, I'd like to say a few words before I go. And here they are-
Alakazam
Artichoke
Aardvark
Poof
Squib
Cheerios
Ouch
DOTS!
Caramelized Camels.
That will be all.
L8r.