The Secret of Blogging.

I recently, like five seconds ago, discovered the secret of blogging.

Let me explain, I am always like super jealous of people who have millions and millions of posts over the period of like...a year. AND THEY ARE AMAZING. Seriously...these people lead some awesome lives. And it always made me want to put some more awesome into my life...but alas
the awesome raptor never really found its way here. lol

But then, because I have been reading Hyperbole and a Half for the past six hours, it occured to me where I was making my mistake. I, for some ungodly reason, was under the impression that one had to talk about things currently in their life...oh no...no no. so now a story from my past.

CARTER'S CRAP CORNER.

My sophmore theology teacher was named Tom Carter, TomCat for short. And I flunked his class on purpose. But I fucking loved this teacher and hated him at the same time. Don't ask me why...

But I mean...this is the teacher that tells you ACTING IS A SIN PUNISHABLE BY FLAMES AND GOD....and then turns around and shows you Jesus Christ Superstar.....which makes Herod out to be gay.

Either way, Tom Cat Carter tended to tell us things like "you cant fathom cancer, its too seriously for anyone in this room to know." Little did tom cat know that the corner I sat in happened to been full of either cancer survivors or people with relatives dealing with cancer. Irony, no?

Well, naturally we retaliated to the point of going to the principle. For this, we were labelled the crap corner. And for this reason I never did my home work in this class and just passed notes back and forth with Jenn about how sexy tom cruise as Lestat was. (I vaugely remember some louis love as well but i mean...Lestat won hard."

Either way, we were the crap corner and it wasnt until a few weeks before the end of school that I realized Carter's antics made me really amused. And then I decided to actually be a decent student, but that didnt work really well seeing as we had like...a week before finals.

But on this particular Thursday two weeks before finals TC asked me and Jenn to go and find this plant by the bathrooms that were outside. Because part of the school was underconstruction they took two of the bathrooms and encased them in prefab outdoor storage buildings. This caused much smell and it was cold. This was not a happy task for jenn and me but when we found the little plant that was almost dead outside the bathrooms, we couldnt help but decide to care for it.

We named it Stewie.

Somehow 'caring' for stewie got mixed up with needing to show carter how he wrongfully treated this plant. Stewie was left upon his desk the next morning. We totally figured he wouldnt know it was us, and so, we were totally shocked when he told up to get rid of stewie. Well this made of laugh even further and kind of angry so we kept stewie for a week in our lockers. Watering him in between classes and giving him love, but no sun because that would require putting him back outside in the snow.

Mysteriously Stewie ended up on Carters desk the following Thursday. And when we arrived for class Stewie ended up on Jenns desk. Stewie, at least for the remainder of class got to stay in the Crap Corner before dieing a little plant death.

RIP little guy....rip...