So since none of my friends have my lunch this year, I have to spend it with a kinda-friend Ryan. And he's tolerable for a half hour, which works out, and his friends he hangs out with are cooler than him, so that's a plus, but he's a f***ing moron. At least compared to me. Compared to the average student there...he's just kinda dumb. Still though.
Anyway, I don't know what made him ask me this, but he was trying to be all deep & s*** and said "When you look at half a glass of water, do you see it as half empty, or half full." I said plainly "That depends. Was it filled halfway, or emptied half way? It's" And since he freaks out REALLY easily, he cuts me off & starts pitchnig a bitch like, "STFU! I JUST ASKED A SIMPLE F***ING QUESTION!" And I said, "And I'm answering it. It's the same exact thing, unless you apply the term specifically to how the half of water is related to-" And he cuts me off again "NO! YOUR SUPPOSED TO ANSWER ONE OR THE OTHER! IF YOU SAY 'HALF FULL' YOU'RE LIKE OPTOMISTIC & S***, AND IF YOU SAY 'HALF-EMPTY' IT MEANS YOU'RE AN ASS-HOLE!" Which I personally think is a crock of s***, but I'm optomistic, so just to shut him the Hell up I said "half full."
But see? My mind works like that. Like that if a tree falls, and there's no one around to hear it, does it make a sound? Of course it does. It makes sound waves, they just dissipate before they're able to go far enough to reach our ears so it can be heard. And the sound of one hand clapping?...Well I just don't get how that's supposed to blow my mind. The definition of clapping is hitting *both* hands together. I mean, short of smacking your fingers against your palm to make a sound, you can't clap one handed. And what came first, the chicken or the egg? Well, if you look at it horribly in general, from an evolutionaty perspective, some horribly close egg laying descendant of a chicken, but perhaps not totally what we would define as a chicken, layed an egg, and that generation evolved to a chicken. And since a chicken came from that egg, it's a chicken egg, so the egg came first. Unless of course you define a chicken egg as an egg that came from a chicken. In which case, the chicken came first. Let me check...F***, I'm not the fist guy to ask that question.
Okay, so basically, we HAVE answered that question, it's just a matter of perspective now...Okay, I can deal with that...Someone should really put a specific definition on it. Isn't there some National Farming...Whatever organization? They should all have a summit or something, defining what makes a chicken egg a chicken egg, and bring us one strep closer to solving this dilemma once & for all...After we convince the uber-religious people that the Bible & what not aren't history books, and that the 7 day thing isn't written as fact! I've been taking Theology in high school. I know this for certain! There's nothing sinful about evolution!

Another thing about school is, there are Brit exchange students visiting for the week...I...hate my country a little more now. Dear God, the stupid, stereotypical American crap these guys have to put UP WITH!
"Oh my God, they talk so funny!"
"Do you play cricket?"
"'Cheerio, mate!' Heh-heh. They talk like that. That's how they talk."
"Sorry I'm late. the British kids were all talking in the hallway, and I was listening to them talk."
Dear Christ, they DO know these are PEOPLE, right? It honestly sickens me. No wonder they hate us over there.
One funny thing though was my Irish friend Devin asking "Hey...they don't like Irish people, right?:" I was like, "I don't know, but I'd lay low just in case.:lmao:" Turns out, I think some don't.
I can almost see them now telling all their friends when they get back...
"Aw man, they are SO ANNOYING. I couldn't even speak without some dopey blonde behind me start giggling."
"I know. One of them even asked me how I 'did that.'"
"They all think we say 'cheerio' and drink tea all day."
"Do they even *know* not everyone in Britian has an English accent?"
"Do they even know there's a difference between Britian & England?"
"I don't think they do."
"They don't."
"I hate America."
"We all do, and when we grow up & have kids, we'll raise them to hate America too."

Anyway, thank's for reading my rant. Here's some Beck.