Author's Notes: I'm back again and ready to write!

Random Rants: Chapter 6

January 16, 2003

Do your parents ever try to get involved in your personal life? If so, you are not alone in the this messed up world. My Dad asks me like twice a year: Do you have a boyfriend yet? Are you thinking about having a boyfriend? Even if I had a boyfriend, would I honestly even consider telling him? Why would I want to tell him anything? I want him to butt out of my life forever is I don't mind.

Why do I never indent in these stories of mine? Well, for one thing I only do that in papers. For another, it just doesn't look right to me. Why that is is just another one of the mysteries of the universe. If ever get around to solving one of those mysteries of the universe, I'll think I have too much time on my hands. Another reason I don't indent is not because I have bad grammar, but because since I don't type I have bad enough as it is typos.

Why hasn't it started snowing yet? It looks cloudy enough to snow, but I haven't seen a flake of it come down yet. By this rate, we'll actually be in school tomorrow. If we got out an hour early for this snow that should already be here, why hasn't it started yet? Do I have to go out on the front lawn and do a snow dance? Maybe I should consider this option because I have heard from various people that it works.

I hear that I am overactive with my grades. I am freaking out here because my grade is now a 91.166 in science and to get an A I have to have at least a 96% on the last assignment for the six weeks. I actually did that assignment on the day it was due during my lunch period in the library. I am running it a little close here. I have to wait for a week to find out how I did on that assignment. Life is a cruel joke of fate.

My schedule is just a bit hectic right now. I am juggling six fanfiction stories (which I had vowed never to do more than two at once), soccer season coming up in less than a month, and an overload of homework. I want my life back. After the exams I'm going to go away for awhile. I'll probably come up with the most ridiculous stories for fanfiction, but for some reason people seem to actually find my twisted sense of humor funny. Go figure.

Why does Microsoft Word have a paperclip as a mascot? This is digitalized. You cannot reach into your computer and pull out the paperclip disguised as help. It actually does not help you, but how can you actually tell the thing that it doesn't? Am I missing something here?

Why do I always write endless rants? When I'm not writing them here, I'm either saying them out loud or typing them in my reviews. I'm don't just say things, I rant about them. I hope I'm not starting to worry people about my sanity. I worry about my own sanity. Of course, people worry about my friends' sanity. I guess I'm just somewhere in between.

Why is the world round? Why couldn't it be cubed like people thought it was? Gravity can only do so much to hold us onto this 'round' world. I think we're all going to fall off of it some day, and just kind of float around in space until we run out of oxygen. Now there's a pleasant thought.

I now have the nickname tree worshiper. Supposedly the people in France worshiped trees way back in ancient times, and all the rest of my friends are in Latin. I'm am now the tree worshiper. Why couldn't the Romans worship trees? Then at least I would something to get back at them with.

Author's Notes: Yeah, I know it's short, but I have other chapters to write and things to do. Review please, and tell me if my writing this is getting anywhere. Ja ne ~Insane Pineapple from Naboo

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