Never mind.

You know what?
Teachers may come, teachers may go, but what I say is more important, and I want anyone to be able to see it that may come upon this blog.
You know why?
Because I think it's important for people to see what other people truly think, and I show a lot of what I truly think in this blog.
It may be occasionally peppered with some profanities, but that just gets my point across in a more rapid manner.
Though I haven't felt the need to use them as of late.
So that's a plus.

If I need to, I can change it back. But for now, I think, it should be left open.

Maturity

I thought I might provide a little bit of insight from the perspective of a 14-year-old on this concept.
Maturity, you say?
Jacob, you already HAVE maturity! You have plenty! You sound like your average college student in these blog posts!
Okay, Ambiguous Response Robot. Sure I do. But does that really make me mature?
Sure, I could be intellectually mature- far more so than many people my age, and older. (this is still hypothetical, mind, i'm not going on an ego trip.) But what would that mean? Would I be able to integrate myself into a group of people that age? Would I be able to say that, though I am able to converse on the same level as they, I could boast the same accomplishments that they can? Can I say that I have finished high school, gone through college, and started med school?
No, I cannot.
Can the child who is in college, his peers decades ahead of him socially and physically, say that he truly knows as much as his colleagues? Sure, he can comprehend things as well as they, or he wouldn't be in college in the first place. But does he know as much? Does he understand himself as well as the other students do?

The child who looks at his peers with contempt looks upward- to the stars, to the sky, to god. He thinks, instead of maturing, truly. And should I be doing one or the other?
Can I do both?

I cannot say, with a straight face, that I am as socially mature as my peers. I can say that I am as intellectually mature, if not more so, but I could never say I can interact with people as well as my peers. I do not think before I speak, I do not speak before I act, and I do not understand myself.
Today marks my declaration of a transformation. No longer will I lie to myself about getting things done, letting the thought of work or completion of a task escape me shortly after its generation. No longer will I torture myself by wreaking havoc with my sleep schedule, leaving me unable to complete the daily tasks assigned to me.

Today, I declare that I will mature on my own, even if providence does not help me.
I will go and do the things people do not expect me to do, to reach out and grasp what I want by force.
I will know myself better than the world knows itself, and I will accomplish what I intend to because I wish to do so, not because the world demands it of me.

As corny as it sounds, as corny as it all may sound, I am going to mature, whether it be easy or not. Today, I declare that I shall abolish the old persona that inhabited my body, and replace it with an entirely new one- one that is capable of surviving on its own in the real world.

Privatization

Quite, quite.
If you're reading this post, you're one of the four people I invited to view this blog- the four people on the entirety of the internet to be able to do so.
You should be honored.

That aside, I wanted to comment on this occurrence.
I have decided to make this my only blog, per se, so you will be seeing a lot more posts here. Feel free to show your friends and whatnot, I don't care, just as long as it's not my teachers that see this. (Read: The principal reason I did this.)
And no, don't think I'm ashamed to put my political views out for the world to see. I think it's wonderful.
I just have to comment now on a blog, on blogger, for my english class, and I don't want my teacher seeing the profanity I unleash herein on a regular basis due to the state of the economy and/or the fact that Obama is talking to morons who can't run their countries.
So, indeed, I have also privatized all my other blogs in a similar manner.
And I should really go to bed, but I'm not going to.
I WON'T.
I refuse.
Instead, I have to tell you all about the atrociously long post I just made on the blog for said english class.
Seriously. We do class discussions every once in a while- wherein I must use my blogger ID- and I was absent for one, so I was making up the points; Instead of a one-paragraph response to the conversation in general, I did a one and a half-page response to one point made during the conversation.
How wonderful is that?
Not quite.
It's now 10:30 and i'm going to be a fucking wreck tomorrow.
Heeheeheeicancussnow

Shalom.

They say

That money can't buy happiness.
But hey, it buys Starbucks and Chipotle.
Which, in turn, bring happiness.
So I'm good.

I suddenly see the intense appeal of sitting in cafes, sipping oversized mochas and tapping pretentiously on your decked-out laptop with a customized OS.

Although I can't type very well, as I had Advanced Biz Tech II this morning, where I am forced to use a five-year-old keyboard which has a malfunctioning shift key. And guess which finger presses that down? The pinky. THE WEAKEST FINGER. So now that finger hurts like hell and I can only type at 75 WPM or else it'll cramp up. Oh, woe is me.
How horrible.

Oh, yeah, this is a news blog, huh? I should say something about the news.
More good news about Obama! He did an interview with an ISLAMIC TELEVISION STATION, saying we were ready for negotiations with the muslim world.
Did Bush ever do that?
Did Condi? Cheney? Paulson? Oh, wait, not Paulson.
Come on. Even if this doesn't work, it's symbolic. It shows that we've come a long way, certainly, and that we're ready to move ahead. See? OUR PRESIDENT TALKS TO PEOPLE!
Our Secretary of State is saying that we have an actual chance of peace with Iran!
And Bruce Springsteen is still going strong and making albums.
See? We're awesome.
USA USA GO MURKUH
U FORRINERZ R STOOPID LOLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Look. At. This.

"Roe v. Wade "not only protects women's health and reproductive freedom, but stands for a broader principle: that government should not intrude on our most private family matters," Obama said in a statement." (Cnn.com)
Did you guys read that?
DID YOU FUCKING SEE THAT?
THAT GUY'S OUR PRESIDENT!
WE HAVE AN INTELLIGENT PERSON AS OUR PRESIDENT
OH MY GOD YOU GUYS LOOK AT THAT

America

Watching Inaugural footage today- well, not inaugural, but there is a good deal of celebration and speaking happening already- I, for once, feel proud to see what's happening in my country.
And though I can't say yet that I am proud of my country, I will certainly say that it is MY country.
And believe me, that's a big step.

Peace out, and best of luck for the future-
Another Angry Teenager On The Internet

2009 Log

Well, I had a premonition on New Years' Eve that this new year, 2009, would suck hard. Like, it would suck the balls of a thousand men at the same time, and suck so hard the scrotums rip.

So, I am going to document the suck, month by month.

January Log 1: (i'm going to do 2 this month, because we're only halfway through the month at this point)
Hey, everybody, they're shooting rockets at Israel. Let's do nothing about it.
Hey, everybody, Israel's going into Gaza. Let's do nothing about it and say we're doing a shitload.
Hey, everybody, the Palestinians are revolting and Iran declared official war on Israel.
Let's do nothing!

Hey, everybody, people are starving in Zimbabwe in the millions and a $50 billion note won't buy you a loaf of bread.

Hey, everybody, the Russians cut off the gas supply to more than half of Europe in the middle of the winter.

Hey, everybody, Tony Blair and Dubya are advising Obama. If they keep talking to him, he'll be infected with shitty-leader-disorder and we'll be TOTALLY screwed.
PRESIDENT OBAMA, DON'T TALK TO THE FAILED LEADERS PLEASE

More to come.