Against The Sun, We're The Enemy (PATROKLOS)

School has started.

Shoot me.

I have a variety of boring classes, ranging from fairly un-entertaining to my-eyes-are-melting-out-of-their-sockets. (Kinda like in Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark)
I kinda want to go to this performing arts school, called Pioneer High for the Performing Arts. I can never tell a lie-I love being in musicals. I want to be in another one so bad. But I don't like A.F.'s program, partly because everyone in their wants to maul you with their love.
Yikes.

So many things that I wish I did. But can I still do them? Of course I might be able to have the slight chance of maybe doing them!

On Wednesday, I finally get to stop riding the bus. I've ridden the bus for a total of five days, and IT'S MORE THAN I'VE BEEN ABLE TO BEAR ALREADY. I pity the kids who ride the bus for the whole year.

The. Whole. Year.

If you're wondering what the high school buses are like, imagine an onion. Inside of that onion are bunch of teenagers yelling really loud to Maroon 5 and shoving their sweaty armpits up your nostrils. Now take that scene, and paint the outside yellow and add claustrophobia.

Yay! I've never had so much fun in my life! *sarcasm is detected here*

F.Y.I., whenever there is little asterisks, that's my robot friend Patroklos. (Puh-troh-kuhl-lus) He helps me out when I'm writing stuff. So there you go. *I love you, master.*

I swear I didn't program him like that. God made him that way and we should all love him for the way he is. Just because he worships the ground I walk on doesn't mean he's corrupted. Geez.

I was talking to a friend on facebook, and I finally realized how annoying constant pessimism is. GOOD GRACIOUS. I never realized how obnoxious I could be. (At least when I'm negative) I kept trying to cheer them up, AND THEY JUST KEPT SHOOTING ME DOWN. WHAT THE HEY. *That must have been very annoying.*

Yes. Patroklos, yes it was.

I realized people feed from others' positive energies. We all want to feel those warm fuzzies, and that's why we like being around people who are usually positive. Sure, it's alright to be negative every once in a while, but there's a very fine limit. So, this blog from HERE ON OUT will not be a sap story, but merely a story of a teenage boy and his robot companion. *I am happy you mentioned me, master.*

You should be, Patroklos. You should be.

I'm finally finding out who my real friends are. Oh, and if you're reading this blog, I can guarantee you are. *Does that mean I am a friend?*

Shut up, Patroklos. You're cool, but not that cool.

Woke up today.

That's one thing off of my checklist.

*You must have a very long checklist, master.*

SHUT UP, PATROKLOS. I WAS TRYING TO BE DEEP AND INSPIRATIONAL.

*I was enlightened and inspired.*

Be quiet. You were just programmed to say that.