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This blog will mark the beginning of something that may unintentionally cause a few problems to arise. Basically, from here on in, each time I blog I will also post a video of some sort. It will usually be music, but may occasionally be a comedian or something I find relevant. Now, I will NOT be held responsible for anything in these videos. If anyone feels as though they may be inappropriate, then its simple enough to not push play. I will try to stay within the bounds of school appropriateness, if that's a word, but I will not defer from posting a video that some overprotective person will think is unnecessary.

Now that that's out of the way.....

Job applications are the absolute worst thing ever. Especially ones that make you do employability tests. You see, in order to give the answers you know they want to see, any normal sane person will have to lie at some point in the test. Whether you realize that your doing it or not, you are. There is no way that any person can be 100% honest and give the answers they want to see.

And now for the video. This one is for Mrs. Chambers, who recently informed me she has never heard of Iron Maiden :(.

In case you were wondering

This color scheme and various changes to my blog were definitely not my idea.

Oh noes

Apparently we must do another blog. Here it sits, broken hearted, paid a dime to..........and so on. I go do more important stuffs now.

Everything under this is an edit because I got bored and didn't feel like making a new one, plus it was way too short and stupid.

I guess as much as I hate this idea of blogging, I do somewhat like it. I enjoy reading and commenting others' blogs, and being enlightened by what they have to say. I just do not feel comfortable, nor would it be school appropriate by today's unwritten rules, writing what goes through my mind on a daily basis. Do not take that the wrong way however. I am not psycho, and I will not go crazy and kill everyone anytime soon. Entirely the opposite in fact. Life in any form is something to be cherished, and it takes one messed up individual to take it away. As much as I enjoy to hunt, it truly is painful to take the life of any being, and I do not understand how murderers live with themselves. What does any of that have to do with.....well, anything? I don't know, but that's what is running through my head right now.

And that just proves my point that I cannot type out my thoughts without being judged as some lunatic, because I am quite sure that most people reading this are thinking, "wow what a psycho".

Perhaps I can get used to this "blog" concept. I'll give it a shot I suppose.

9/17/07

This is a blog. Filled with letters that form words. Goodbye.