Best. Monday. EVAR.

Okay, I woke up today in a good mood, which itself was unusual for a Monday. I got to finish my friend's breakfast: a McGriddle and a Coke. She ate the hash browns, though... But then we watched a movie in Spanish, and it actually isn't bad. It's not something you expect to like, but you get pretty into it after a while.

Then, get this: Mr. Moody, my English teacher, is GONE. We had a sub. That alone was enough to send my stress level from zero into the negative levels. I sat there with Alfonso Rodriguez playing Dots all mod. Then I got to game in Engineering all mod as well, which also helped.

The atmosphere in my Algebra II class was hilariously awkward. I think if we could have gathered the awkwardness in the air, focused it, and fired it directly at someone, it would be enough to render them sterile.

The rest of the day went by smoothly. I DOMINATED at the Guitar Hero tournament, going undefeated throughout the whole thing. I think that was more based on luck than skill, however. I was fortunate enough to do songs that I knew well, and my competitors made a few slipups that allowed me to squeak past them, scorewise.

Finally, I went out to dinner with my grandma. Honestly, some of the only intelligent conversation I have is with Grandma. We talked about everything, from music, to history, to family, to the fact that some of the only intelligent conversation I have is with her.

But yeah, it was great day today. If karma has anything to say about it, the rest of my week will totally suck.

This is why I don't come on Wednesdays.

I'm kindof in my own personal hell right now. At church no less. How ironic.

I'm surrounded by middle-school age preppy girls. I haven't decided whether or not they're worse than high school preppy girls.

Please save me.

Are Wednesday nights always like this?

Rant #4: KIRBY IS NOT REALLY A GENIUS

Okay, time for yet another rant.

I get SO freakin' frustrated when I say that I don't know something, because people are all like, "What? But you're a super-genius, you know everything!" No, I don't. You're a dumbass.

Seriously, just because I'm a year younger than everyone else in my grade, people think of me as some kind of freak genius. So I was moved from kindergarten to first grade in the middle of the year. Am I supposed to be incredibly smart because I knew how to color inside the lines from a young age? But because I got moved up a grade in elementary school, where the things you learn count for very little, people assume I'm a genius who knows everything, gets perfect grades, understands things before the thought behind them is completed, and knows everything there is to know.

Guess what?

That's all total BULLSHIT.

I'd rather everyone take me for what I actually am: a normal guy. Moderately smart, normal work ethic, a bit of a nerd.

That's me. Get used to it.