First installment of "Faded Rants"

Okay, so for my first "official" blog entry, I will be doing what I lovingly refer to as a "Faded Rant". This is just a rant that I never got to post out when it really happened (obviously, since I just booted this damn thing up today!). So, here goes. The first installment of "Faded Rants"!

1. Date: Today Time: TOO early this morning.

My mom bought me some bagels at the store this weekend (thanks mom!). And today was the first day that I had a moment to grab one on my way out the door. This would seem to be a simple task.... not so. I get the bagel out of the bag and proceed to cut it in half. Then I move to the refrigerator to get the Philidephia WHipped Cream Cheese and... I CAN'T FIND IT! It is NOWHERE to be found. AND!! To make matters worse, there is a used knife in the sink... WITH CREAM CHEESE ON IT! WTF?! It was a brand new container! So, I ended up putting butter on it. Not ideal, but it worked.

My morning gets even better. There I am walking out the door right? Backpack on shoulder, pomegranate juice in one hand, BAGEL in the other. I reach for the door handle of my car, BOOM! Top bagel half hits the ground. Now I'm just pissed. I went through all the trouble with not having the ideal bagel and now my pathetic excuse of a bagel is TAKEN from me? It honestly felt like a slap in the face straight from the heavens.

2. Date: Today Time: 11:45ish

Got a 61% on my first college math test... I don't wanna talk about it.

3. Date: Last Thursday (Actual date? Who cares) Time: 1pm-2:45 pm

There are two things about my mass media class that I am almost certain of...

A) My teacher is on drugs (I'll explain)

B) I'm 90% percent sure he tried to brain wash me.

Okay. So my teacher. He's basically and gangly freak. He kind of reminds me of an ostrich (can I put in photos?!). Why drugs you ask? He is very shifty. He moves really jerkily, like a rusted old robot. Also, he scratches... a lot. His face, his arms, his head... anything. Classic drug addict behavior (I watch Intervention...).

Now the brainwashing thing. He had us watch some videos this day. One... was just creepy 80's elevator music with peoples faces... they started out happy and smiling and everything seemed okay. But then it got weird... The faces started to get angry looking. There was a clip of these feet slapping against the ground. For like 5 minutes. It lasted so long I got the church giggles because I didn't know what was going on. That's when I realized I was being brainwashed. I don't remember much after that because I just started telling myself to "fight it" so that I wouldn't succumb to his will. He went on to explain that this movie he showed us only made it to 10 theaters in the US. I wonder why? Who doesn't want to spend $10 on a film about angry faces and floppy feet?

Well, thats my first real post! Tell me what you think! What worked, what didn't?

Thanks for reading! Until the next time I get angry!