Hold on, I need to blow the dust off this ole' blogging text field...

That's better. So, it's been awhile. Good to see that some of my old friends are still alive. Granted it's only been about a month since I stopped posting and just started gawking at everyone else's blurbs. Well, some of them. I hate everyone else. A lot.

Okay, not really. Please don't stop reading. I swear I'll be nice. :P

Anyways, where do I even start? I finally got that nice new tower, I think that would be the first thing that happened after that. Once that came, I really didn't think about posting much anymore. I was busy enjoying it. That didn't last long, for the record, but I have it fixed and I am using it again. I blame my own computer curiosity for its failures, but it has it's own faults. For all the Vista bashers out there, you're clueless. You're just too lazy to spend a few dollars on a good desktop. It runs fine for the most part, and it's really geared towards security.

I never got my PSP replaced and I never replaced my keyboard and mouse. Boohoo. I don't much care now that I think about it, except maybe for the PSP part. I like my keyboard and my mouse, I don't think they even make them like this anymore. That is, square. Unless they're white and loud. Those are ugly. Also, they didn't send me the right speakers so I am still using the old ones. The new ones I have nearby, but they are back in their box where they belong. Bad speakers!

Uhm, what next? My grandfather is back home and he's not terribly sick anymore. My mother has finally returned home (she was always at the hospital or his house, now he is not as sick). He's going to be fine, they think, and it seems that way. They were so certain he was going to die, but that's not the first time they've said that. My mother calls him the Cow with Nine Lives playfully. I would have been really upset if he had died, but I don't think I ever thought that he would anyways.

Here's your checkpoint, viewing audience. Go use the bathroom. It only gets longer.

My brothers friend got shot and he died. My brother was standing right next to him when it happened, he could have been shot as well. The two groups met in a parking lot at an apartment complex and someone decided to bring a gun. Someone had threatened to kill my brothers friends family. The kid that shot him is on trial. I'm not sure if he's in prison yet or not, but that's where he belongs. I knew my brothers friend, kind of. He's been over at my house a few times, he was a nice guy. It's sad when good people die.

Aja and I are talking again, I finally kind of got over everything I guess. I've accepted it. She's dating a twenty-five year old guy now. Aja just turned 16 recently. I give her shit for it all the time, I think it makes her mad sometimes. I also talk to Jordan on occasion now. But I am not stupid, I am not gullible, and I am pretty sure he lies to me. I only started talking to him in the first place because Charity criticized me for not giving people a chance.

He had his chance. Everyone knows he's bad news, or at least he was. I wonder now. Anyways I talk to him now because he also claims to not hang with Cassandra anymore, he makes fun of her, and that's always a plus. I don't hang with C's friends, or C's friends friends. Which is an amusingly small circle of people. I saw him near her once though so I am still guarded about him. Rumor is he's bisexual too, which make it a bit more awkward. Not that there's anything wrong with people interested in the same gender, just I wonder if he's expecting something out of me. He's been a horn-dog as long as I can remember.

As for school? It hasn't been going all that great. The biology teacher called the entire class morons because we did what the substitute teacher told us to do, our homework. The algebra teacher (for my long time readers, the one that give me a detention) won't let me turn in my late assignment because it was due on the same day as the test. I hate her, I really do. Not only is she a terrible teacher, but she discriminates against the students based simply on who she likes and who she doesn't. The English II teacher thought I wasn't doing my own papers because he told us over and over we were terrible writers (in a much more polite wording) and then I did my assignment and scored full points on it. Otherwise school has been it's same boring self.

That's mostly my life lately, but it's not over. No way. I want to talk about just things now, things about life, the world around me. If you don't want to read it, then here's your cutoff. Thinks though! Don't forget to comment! :D

Well, the first thing I have been speculating about lately is liars. Why do people feel the need to lie? Because they're ashamed? Because they enjoy playing with other peoples heads? Because they'd just prefer someone didn't know something? I guess it all depends. People lie for their own reasons. None of them are correct. For as long as I can remember my mother has told me lying is one of the worst things I could do. I don't lie - much. I usually feel bad for lying. People lie to me all the time though. Even people on this website.

I don't know, is it because I'm only sixteen? Do older people get lied to a lot too? Sometimes I think people lie to me because they think I'm stupid or something, like I won't catch on. Come on people, I was BORN to read between the lines. I analyze everything to the point where the word "analyze" could be changed to "Josephizing". Do I over-analyze sometimes? Sure, I'll admit to it. I read between the lines where there's nothing to see. Sometimes people mean what they mean. Not always, unfortunately.

Not that I'm some super smart guy or something though. I mean, anyone can take some SAT-style words and put them in a sentence and sound intelligent. Everyone is capable of enunciating complex sets of consonants and vowels to form comprehensible, conversable, and complete sentences.

Eh, that's the problem with these lengthy posts. I set out, knowing what I want to type up, and then forget because I've been going at it so long. So, just a few more things relating to real life... That should have been in the first section...

Remember Lindsey? Probably not. She might start a blog here though. She hasn't texted me back though regarding it. It was my brothers twenty-ith birthday today, and he came over, and he seems fine for the most part. Also, my family adopted another dog recently. She's very skittish, she still runs away from everyone, but hopefully she will get better.

Now I am going to go give my hands a rest and wish you all good luck. Thanks for reading, and don't forget to comment! Even if you comment something completely useless, I still want to see it!

"There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered." - Nelson Mandela

PS. Updated my About Me page, put my age back. Please refrain from showing off your immaturity.