Another Rant from your best pal Hvk...

Ever notice that everything that starts with the word "Youth"- be it Youth Soccer Team, Youth Activities, Youth Butt Kick Programs... They are ALL run by ADULTS who are NOT YOUTH.

This is why I have asked the head of my church youth thing if I can take control of the next youth dance we have. I can make it the greatest dance in the world and still stay in the guidelines and specifics that are supposed to be followed. There is excellent music that is both spiritual and fun, that was made by popular artists... like "In the middle" by Jimmy Eats World... what's wrong with that one? It's encouraging! And if you can find ANYTHING wrong with "Boot Scootin' Boogie" then you have serious issues, my friend...

And the punch! Who makes party punch by putting sherbert icecream into sprite?! I have the perfect recipie for it! And you know all those party poopers who like to sit in the chairs on the side lines? None of that! All the chairs will be in the middle, and between songs, if you don't get up, you get Silly Stringed!

That, and my brother is gonna run through the gym at random intrevals with a hockey mask and chainsaw screaming bloody murder... that oughta bring up the review points, eh?

And I get to DJ! Woot! Me in charge of music! This will be fun on my part... because not only do I get to dance with people, I get to pick what I dance with people to!

But before the dance, I'm gonna make everybody do at least thirty minutes of service work- be it going to a children's hospital and painting faces, handing out balloons, telling stories, or what ever or even mowing the lawn of the nusing home across the street- service will be done, or you don't get to access the building... my brother and my friend's brother will be the club bouncers... heh...

See? All this good done by who? A youth. For what? A youth activity. And who wasn't involved? An adult.

I'm trustworthy!

...to a point...

No, that's not a real word... it's one I created to describe all the people out in the world who do not have the capacity or ability to accept things as they are.

This is another "Rantine" (a.k.a - something that inspires a rant) of mine.

Personally, I loathe the low-class jerks who can't look at something and say, "Alright... it was that way before I was here, it's that way while I'm here, it will be that way when I'm not here," but rather look at something and say, "That's how it is, I don't like it because it is not how I want it to be, so I'm going to throw a hissy fit and get my way."

For example... the whole ordeal about the bible open to the Ten Commandments in the courtyard of (what was it?) some political lawyer's guild or something like that? That really chapped me all to pieces.

Was it hurting any one? Was it giving off beams of some kind of radiation or toxic fumes? Did it cause danger to anyone's health? Not in the least bit! Then why was it moved? BECAUSE IT WAS A BIBLE IN A STATE HEADQUARTERS BUILDING, AND THERE IS A LITTLE THING CALLED SEPERATION OF CHURCH AND STATE!

Might I remind people here:

Before we even came to the Americas, we didn't like the idea of being ruled by the British or Europeans or English, or who ever those crazy tea-drinkers were (no offense meant to anyone... I'm just too lazy to go look up who it was). We didn't like the Catholic... hang on people... CHURCH! Therefore, as soon as we got the chance to do so, we came over here to the colonies and created our own... here we go again... CHURCH! When we won our independence, we fought amongst ourselves over... man, I should quit, huh... CHURCH! Eventually, though, we worked out our differences (to an extent) and created the STATES based on what? Say it with me, folks... CHURCH!

"One Nation Under GOD!" It does not say, "One Nation Under THE GOVERNMENT!"

And to think! People are even trying to change that! We all had religion when we came here, and everyone of those religions believed in who? GOD and went to what? CHURCH in where? THE STATES.

Seperating these two is like taking a mother from her child. Do it all you want, but there is still the undeniable fact that one came from the other. The child was created by the mother. The states were created by the church. If you can prove me other wise, go right ahead. If not, then shut up and either:

a) Deal with all the religious activity going on around you

b) Go through a different door (and don't use "it's too far to walk" as an excuse.... apparently over 60% of the nation's people need the excersize)

c) Ignore it

d) Have an open mind, respect it, learn about it, and teach others about your life. This one works the best. Believe me!

I care not if anyone leaves here offended or if their souls were lifted and their hearts were touched. I just type these out for two reasons... one, it helps me type faster, and two, it relieves the stresses of the day. I just hope that this lubricated the wheels in the head of the reader, and revived the dead lizard up yonder to get the brain a'thinking.

Closing comment: If there was no mother, there would be no child. Consequently, if it wasn't for church, there would be no states...  

Here's another rant for you... PARA ROLEPLAY! This, I hate... well, it's not so much the PRP that I hate... but the people who do it!

Get this... tell me if you understand it at all:

On Yahoo! Messenger, a few friends and I were involved in a simple "Hey-guys-we're-all-bored-let's-have-fun" role play. Simple stuff... one liners, double characters, OC's, make the plot up as you go kind of thing. We even said on the room greeting "Come join us if you wish, just don't criticize." I'll tell you right now... that didn't go heeded.  So, these " egotistical bastards that were also very self sentered" (quote: Best Friend Xena) entered into the room and what do you think they did?

Uh-huh...

"Holy crap! Look at all the n00bs!"

First off, what's a n00b? That is a word that doesn't exist. Two numbers right in the middle... a word does not have numbers in it, thus the word means nothing... what I think they were trying to call us was... "Newbies." But, like I told them... it would have been insulting if it had been a real word.

Then they began to change our rules around... then, Mme. Rant got loose (a.k.a me) and told them a thing or two:

"Look, fellas... this is our room. We were chased out of our other one once because we were too nice and bent to rules like that. We are not in a professional role play right now, as if there ever was one. We are just having fun, and if you have a problem with that, or you think you're too good for us, then leave. Don't sit here and complain about it," but the freaks wouldn't leave... that's when I gave them all a one-way ticket to "Iggy-Land" (a.k.a- I hit the ignore button)!

But seriously... we do Para a lot... but you know, sometimes you just get tired of it... and it's so hard. I mean, they hardly give you anything to go off of...

A: And Karl looked at Matt and said, "Do you want Mountain Dew or Dr. Pepper?"

What are you supposed to write from something like that? Kind of hard to take that and build off it to create something like:

B: Matt nodded once, saying, "Yes... I would indeed enjoy a refreshing eight-liquid ounce can of slightly carbonated, artificially flavored and caffinated liquid nuritment that costs twenty-five cents down at the seven-eleven on the corner of Fifth and Main. It is full of empty carbs and sugars for our journey across the world, crossing every coordinate points from 40 degrees North, 70 degrees west to 86 degrees south, 95 degrees east." Matt took the can, pressing it firmly to his lips, and tilting his head back in a 75 degree angle. The dark brown liquid drained down his esophogus into his stomach where the muscle churned, mixing it with the acid it secreted... ect ect.

Personally, I would rather post something like:

B: Matt nodded his head and said, "Oh, a Mountain dew would be great, thanks, man..."

The second one seems more realistic. I will para, but I won't sit there racking my brain to say something!

Closing comment: Don't be jealous just because I can cover in three words what it takes you seven pages to mention. 

     Alright... This is something that really gets on my nerves. I can never get a guy to look at me at my school or even at church dances, but when I get into a chat room, within six minutes average, I have about a dozen and a half guys asking me if I would fly to their country and have sex with them! Why in the world is that? I have to admit, it is a confidence booster in the sense that it shows that people fall in love with my personality, but then it shows that men are stupid and are driven by their gonads telling them what to do rather than their heart.  Xan Xan, my online boy friend, shows definate love for me, but never in my life have I encountered a guy in person who does the same! Why is that? Let me show an example of Xan Xan's love:

(after sending me a picture of a beautiful sunset...)

elvishprincess12: AW! That is so pretty!
faramir_emperor_of_gondor : not like u
faramir_emperor_of_gondor :
elvishprincess12: How would you know? You've never even seen me!
faramir_emperor_of_gondor : i dont care

You see how friendly guys can be over the enternet? Not that I would ever go meet him somewhere alone... I would definatly take my 6' 5" 360 pound older protective brother with me and a few good friends. But he has never asked me to suck him, or asked if he can lick me, or nurse from me, or any of those grotesque things that other guys ask for. He's real sweet and kind and polite. I like him. Not necesarily love him, but you get the idea...