Global Warming My Ass!

All right, so I'm really tired of hearing about global warming, especially since it's not true. Let me argue why, for all you environmentalists out there:

1. Cars were introduced by Henry Ford in the US in 1908. Wikipedia states: "The car was very simple to drive, and—more importantly—easy and cheap to repair. It was so cheap at $825 in 1908 (the price fell every year) that by the 1920s a majority of American drivers learned to drive on the Model T, leaving fond memories for millions. Ford created a massive publicity machine in Detroit to ensure every newspaper carried stories and ads about the new product. Ford's network of local dealers made the car ubiquitous in virtually every city in North America." If cars have been around and cheap for about 100 years, why are we just now hearing about global warming? If cars affected the earth so much, why didn't we see a faster and steadier climb before now, as scientists say?

2. The Industrial Revolution occurred in about the 1820's, 1830's. Fine. Scientists and environmentalists say that the pollution from the businesses contributes to global warming. Guys, business has been around for almost 200 years. In the beginning, there weren't even any laws concerning the amount of sulfur products like coal could contain, and there were no scrubbers on the smokestacks to help the problem either. Now, we have such laws, which has helped the problem of acid rain in the east, brought from the west's smog by wind. Ok, so why are we just hearing about global warming now?

If you follow the link, you'll see a chart that shows temperatures from 1895 to 2005. Notice how there are many peaks, both low and high. There was a peak in 1930, a decline into the 1970s, and another peak in 2000. Is anyone noticing a pattern? THIS IS MOTHER NATURE AT WORK! When the Earth is too populated, something comes along to fix it--notice we're overdue for a pandemic by about six or seven years, the last one in the 1970's in China--and now we hear harping about global warming. Someone prove to me that this isn't part of the Earth's natural cycle. You still have to account for an increase in population, which would affect the temperature as well. What about the blizzard of '77? Notice on the chart there was an extreme dip in 2005. Notice how we've reached a higher point in about 1935? I understand the need to cut back on carbon emissions, but please people. Don't over do it.

That's all for now. I urge you to look at all the charts there. They adequately describe what scientists are calling 'global warming.'

Books

Soooo. I love books. Books are my friends. I'm reading this really good one right now, called The Surgeon by Tess Gerritsen. Really really good so far, and i've only read about ten pages. It was funny, the ME told one of the detectives to stick his hands into the wound because he would 'know what he would find.' Interesting. I don't think, even if i was a detective, i would have stuck my hands into a dead body to feel around and touch organs and stuff.

So it's a little bit after that now, and i finished the book, so it was really really good. Now i'm reading another one, one that i've already read before, but it's still really really good!!!!!! :D

So yeah.

Toodles!

:D

New Year's Day

So, totally unfair. I wanted to go see New Year's Day with Red Jumpsuit Apparatus in Canada sometime in October but I can't because Canada is GAY and schedules concerts on THURSDAYS AND WEDNESDAYS. That's great planning guys, real nice.

So depressing.

Anyway. School is totally boring, and I am SWAMPED. What is it that teachers cannot understand: kids have LIVES outside of school. We have OTHER THINGS TO DO. We only pretend to care about school while we're there, then we don't care anymore. So why do you insist on giving us so much homework, hmmm? Are you stupid? Wait, don't answer that please.

Not to much to say, so I'm going to go.

:P Peace.

Homecoming/ Evil People

Homecoming is coming (haha that sounds funny) in about two weeks, and I've ordered my dress yeay! It'll be here tomorrow, but I won't get to try it on until wednesday, but I'm still really excited. If I don't like it, I have another one picked out, so yeah I'm set.

That's about it. Follow the link to see the alternate one. Just click on the title of this post. Then click on at the top JUNIORS, then along the side HOMECOMING SHOP, then DRESSES in the middle, then go to page 3 and it's the second dress.

Ok, about evil people. Mmmmm yeah evil people consist of those who are stupid and lazy and need to have someone push them off a cliff for BEING stupid and lazy. Because I don't like those kind of people that just expect someone to do all the work while they just sit on their butt and watch TV. That's cruel. Especially if said activity is going to take THREE FUCKING HOURS to complete ALONE. If you're like that, go away forever and ever and don't come back, and Jeremy you totally know who I'm fucking talking about. Still pissed over that, since you know, you're the ONLY ONE THAT DOES ANYTHING.

That's it. Short, but sweet and to the point.

School tomorrow. Shoot me in the face.

Wilson Football

So last night I went to the football game in Wilson against Newfane--way fun. Okay, yes I hate football, but there's something about going there and just hearing everyone shouting and the whistles and the announcers and the feel of just being a part of something so normal as a football game. Plus, Jeremy was there and he was in his (is it his? lol) football jersey and i just wanted to give him a hug. It's funny when he talks about football stuff because I've no idea what he's talking about, but I smile because he just looks so happy and excited. Half the time I don't know which way the game is going. Do they switch sides or what?

Lol the only time I'll go watch a football game is if Jeremy is in it. I can't explain it, there's just something about watching him that makes me all giddy inside. What can I say? It makes me happy to see him happy.

Anyway, I guess Wilson kicked ass (Jeremy kept saying they pwned but whatever). I couldn't tell what the hell was going on if my life depended on it. People would cheer and I'd be like, what's going on? A few times, yes, I was very bored, but the majority of the time I was very content there. Jeremy is totally hot and I love him to death.

I'm not going to tell what I was staring at almost the whole time. ;-)

That's about it. Oh, buy Aly and AJ's new CD, Insomniatic. It's totally addicting.

JEREMY I LOVE YOU :-D

My Schedule

So, i got my schedule today and i was a little disappointed. Besides it sucking major cock, i have classes in the worst order possible.

AP US History.
AP English.
Precalc.
Gym or study hall.
Band.
Spanish.
LUNCH.
AP Chem.

How much worse could that get? I'd rather eat my own leg than have global first, and the last two periods of the day dominated by chemistry? I like chem, don't get me wrong, but not enough to have it double period IN A FUCKING ROW. Ugh. I'm not looking forward to Junior year at all.

And lunch costing $1.70?! That's outrageous! Let me guess, the poor teachers are underpaid, so we have to charge the students more money to pay for the stupid union teachers. Go jump off a cliff. People like that need to take a hike. Simply disgusting.

On that note. I miss Jeremy like crazy, and i have to wait until the end of the first day of school to see him again. Why do people come up with insane ideas to have children go to school for THIRTEEN YEARS, then college? Like dealing with morons isn't enough, we have to go to SCHOOL. Grosso.

I did mention life was cruel, right?

School starts soon

So school starts soon and guess what? I'm not done with ANY of my projects! I swear, the person that came up with summer reading should umm die a terrible terrible death. First of all, forcing kids to read something they don't want to read and making them do projects for it isn't going to get them to read more often. And that's the goal of teachers that assign summer reading. They want kids to read more. Hello. If you're forcing a student to read when they don't want to, you're just reinforcing how much they hate to read. And for those who've already read all the books on the planet, c'mon, is it really fair to make them read the stupid books on that stupid list?

I think not.

And projects over the summer? Look, we're kids. When we graduate high school and college, we're going to have to spend our summers working (usually) so why can't we enjoy being kids now? People force so much maturity on children nowadays it's quite revolting. I feel like i need to scream to adults everywhere that CHILDREN ARE SUPPOSED TO BE CHILDREN! HELLO! That's the joy of having a child, watching them grow up and enjoying their lives while they can, before reality comes and smacks them in the face. No wonder kids are into drinking and drugs (not that i think that's a reason to do shit like that)! We're always so stressed out. And if we want to take some time for ourselves, guess what? We either have a job, homeowrk, chores, school, practice for a sport, a meeting for some type of organization, SOMETHING.

This is a bit ridiculous. Normal children HATE, no LOATHE school. This just makes it eighty times worse. Give it a rest people. Since 2003, the teen suicide rate has increased. WONDER WHY THAT IS?! Yes, i understand that there's also depression and mental health to consider when people commit suicide, but depression can start from too much stress.

I'm quite afraid for this generation of youth.

Maybe teachers and all the other people that continually try to run areas of our lives where they shouldn't be can get the hint.

Underage drinking

So, I have a health project that I have to do, due June 7. Of course I'm going to choose alcohol, since I feel it is such a problem in America's youth. It's actually a real disappointment for me to see these kids doing stupid things that they don't need to be doing, and I just want to shake them. I want to ask them, "What's your problem? Are you trying to kill yourself?" And of course you know that if I say that, I'll have no friends. But it really sucks, you know? Because you might hear of the things your friends do, and you want to help them, and by trying to help them you lose them. It's a vicious cycle. And then one day it happens--your friend gets into a car accident due to, you guessed it, drunk driving. Then you remember your friend at their funeral, and how you could have helped them but didn't, or you tried to and they shoved you away. And I bet there are people, teenagers, that could read this and are rolling their eyes, always thinking that it could never happen to them. Well, you're wrong. And being wrong in this case can get you something else.

Dead.

So my story for my project is going to be one that raises awareness, even if I get laughed at and rejected. Because what kind of friend would I be if I let a friend drink and then drive? A pretty poor one, that's what. I want to help. Some kids drink because they think their lives suck. Please! Before I began writing this, I read an entry from a man named Jason Torreano. He volunteered to go to Africa for, I believe, three months, and he described the things those kids go through. They have no food, no money, no shelter, sometimes no family. And America's teens think THEIR lives suck? I scoff at those who use that excuse to do something that is brainless. Face it--if you need to drink underage when you're fifteen, sixteen years old, get out. Get out of everyone's life, because you are useless. Did you know that kids who begin to drink underage (thirteen, fourteen, fifteen years old) are four times more likely to be alcoholics when they grow up than children that don't? Guess what that statistic says?

It says you're in big trouble.

Sabres vs. Senators

Last night Sabres game. Booo.

All right, I have to admit that the Senators do play well, and any Senators fan could and should agree with me that the goal by Briere with 5.7 seconds left in the third period when we were down by one was pretty damn amazing. It kind of makes me angry though that we fought to get that goal and then we lost. I stayed up until 11:50 to watch that, and then we lost! We lasted through the whole game, first OT, and a little bit of second OT to lose! DAMN YOU SENATORS! They lead 2-0 in the series. We have to step it up, or else we are in serious trouble.

And that goal that we got in the first period! We definitely should have gotten that, but the dumbass refs had to be stupid. I mean, think about it. If he was really trying to hit it in with his hand, why not move only that hand? But he moved his whole entire upper body, meaning that he was going to try to go hit it with his stick, and he accidentally hit it in! DAMN REFS! If that goal had counted, we would have won (probably). But no, they've got it out for the Sabres. Yeah, that game wasn't bias or anything.

We better kick ass on Monday...or else.

**Practices pimp slap**

Hello, bad day.

So my day has pretty much sucked so far. Let me explain.

First, I can't see my boyfriend because his dad needs to, oh DIE. And I miss the kid like mad. Not fair, at all. So I virtually have nothing to do for the rest of the day, except watch the hockey game tonight at eight (go Sabres). But I really wish Jeremy (my boyfriend) could come over, because my mom is a whorebag and needs someone to push her off a cliff. I shall volunteer. And while I can understand the fact that his dad wants to take something away from him, take something away that causes the problem, not some random person.

Next. Last night SUCKED. I wanted to have fun. Ok, the soccer thing was fun, because boys being dumbasses and having us girls laugh at them is fun. But back at Andy's house? Zzzz. I could have walked home and no one would have noticed. If you're going to invite people over to your house, can you at least give them something to do? And while I'm on that, aren't your parents supposed to be home? Don't tell me that your parents are supposed to be home, and then they leave like five minutes after we get there. That just doesn't happen for me. And while I like hanging out with my friends, don't ignore me the minute you happen to find something more entertaining. And Jess, not talking about you here, because you totally did not ignore me, you were really nice and I thank you. But for everyone else, don't ask me what the fuck is wrong if I'm sitting on the floor with my arms looped around my knees. Please.

So instead of staying there for another hour and dying of boredom I left. Thank you Caleb and Jess for walking me home. I don't mean to be rude, and I'm not trying to be. I just wanted to speak my mind, and I hope you don't get offended.

And come on. What does it say under the title of my blogsite? THAT I SPEAK MY MIND. Not in so many words, but you get the point.

Toodles.

New Music/ AP Exam

I've got a little story to tell to y'all.

About the past week I've been having these crazy dreams about jazz. Nothing too outrageous, just me playing a few toons on the piano (although that's weird since i can't really play the piano). Then I was watching television the other night and I saw this commercial for this jazz singer called Michael Buble. I've always loved the sound of jazz music--it's very soulful and graceful. Anyway, I wrote down his name, and I swear I've found my favorite singer ever. He's very good, much better than Frank Sinatra. If you love jazz, you gotta check this dude out!

So now that I've shared that, I have to say I'm a little nervous for the AP exam. I'm sure I'll do okay, but still. I don't want to get a 3. I want to shoot for a 4. 3 is so average, and I don't want average dammit. So yeah, I've been studying like crazy this weekend, trying to cram everything like i should've been doing weeks ago. But oh well. Nothing I can do about that now.

Until next time :D

--Amber

English and the Student Teacher.

Why hello. We have a new student teacher today. Quiet kid. Oh, and I hate Lord of the Flies. Anyway. So yeah, English class is pretty uneventful. He talks, we listen, we leave. The cycle begins anew the next day, and the next until the weekend. Ahhh civilization at its finest!

I don't mean to be rude (and I don't think I am), but talk to us in a monotone, give us our notes, and leave us alone. It's the last damn period of the day, and we just want to go home.

I can get that maybe he's nervous, and, all right, the monotone thing really isn't as fun as i make it sound. But after sitting there all day listening to about eight or nine different teachers drone on really wears you down. By the end of the day, kids just don't care. Any teachers that teach the last period of the day can probably vouche for me here.

Oh well. He'll get bored of us kids sooner or later.