The Macaroni Grill

Macaroni, such an interesting word.
It started off as a type of fashion. The english made fun of it, because they thought it was too outlandish. A penguin even got named after it, and Macaroni Penguins have this yellow feather frill at the top of thier heads. American Revolution Soldiers are familiar with the song Yankee Doodle, and the verse says they were called macaroni. But now, it's a food, made of cheese. Lot's of cheese. And unfortunatly for me, my sister loves it. and I hate it. But either way, she's dragging the family off to the Macaroni Grill. Woe is me.

Today was stupid. The teachers had a "brilliant" idea. Why not drag everyone on the team to the library? WTF?!?!? who wants to take a field trip to a library? You know what? I'm going to go soon. Bye.

First Post

Allright, I made this blog for a specific reason. My other blog(s) were way too...weird, and I posted erratically. But in this blog, I'm going to keep the stuff that nobody I know reads. I'll make it so that whenever I comment on a post on another blog, no one can find my blog from there. And I won't tell any of my friends about this blog, it's a way to tell people what I think, and in a way, out to the world, unlike a journal or a diary. Yell at me, Flame me, Congradulate me, whatever, just, make sure you don't know me. That's all I ask.

Ok, well, on to the first post.

Ok, I stayed after school today. Invoulentarily of course. I was supposed to make my bus, but me an a friend of mine, J, never made it. Solely because the teacher on bus duty told everyone else when the bus came, and not us. She wants us to join a club after school called PeaceKEYpers. It was started after the incident in Coulimbine High School. For those of you unfamiliar, Coulimbine (I hope I'm spelling it right) was a high school in Colorado. 2 students were severly "harrased", inlcuding ridiculed, physically hurt, publically humiliated, and basically treaten like shit. Anyway, after this happened, our school decided to make a club that promoted peace. Well, the teacher on bus duty was actually the teacher who started the club. She had her eyes on me and J ever since I made a movie for a class project with her, and J was one of the actors. She apparently wants to make a video targeting elementary school people, basically to tell them not to bully, and that "no one is an innocent bystander". She doesn't seem to really realize that people don't really pay much attention to these types of school PSA's, unless they shock the hell out of whoever watches them. I mean, last year, we watched this PSA on sex. Now, that left an impact.

Well, either, way, it was really boring, and I hated it, and I have to do a lot of homework. I hate proof-based geometry courses. I should probably look over my notes for the test next week too. Damnit, homework sucks. No matter if you are a straight A student, or a Straight C student like me.