I'm goin' to a party soon. Formal attire, awesome stuff. Plus, I'll probably have something to write about :)

Well, I'll be back soon with an actual post.
Willdood out!

As I type, my beef with the little things that make life suck increases rapidly, and I seem to be played out in my personal style choices. Not many whom I have met truly have justification to their ways of presenting themselves to the world, because they don't think like the way they dress, act like the way they dress, or even like the way they dress. That is what I call being a "sheep". Style is not the way you want others to see you, it's the way you make others accept your personality, and the way people have been making themselves seem is quite played out. Do not make yourselves look the way you do because it's "cool", do it because you want people to see what you're like inside when they don't care to look closer. That is the best way, in my opinion, that you can be heard when nobody's listening, and that makes you more "cool" than whatever the common fashion is. Lose the chains of the "regular" look and get with it, because if you ask me, no red or green or pink is the "new black", only what you choose can dictate the way you see your own "new black".

Keepin' the pressure at bay, this is the one and only Willdood, signing off my own way.

Today, I had a nice, painful conversation with my brother's annoying insensitive friend. He has to be the most UNINFORMED person I've ever been mooched off of. If it would get him to leave us alone, I would set him straight, but he would just take his rich-ass face into our basement while complaining how he's not my friend anymore and he'll sue us, followed by playing our videogames and not leaving. Now, I can deal with other people's beliefs, but I won't accept this idiot's insensitivity at all. He is a racist, he wants to have Obama out of office because he wants to change the U.S. and he is a religious freak. Not a religious person or a religious observer but a religious FREAK. Religion may be good for some, but this guy needs to see that he isn't right, and that he needs to get his own opinions instead of his crooked parents' opinions. I swear, if he comes over and trys to convert us to his insane turbo-christianity one more time, I'm going to explode. People need to understand that they're not always right. Even I know when I've been beaten (Not often :D) and I want everyone to see that the world has changed, and you need to look away from the face of God and into the face of reality, as otherwise you won't differenciate between fiction and truth.

This is Willdood, looking for a way to reason.

There are tabs on the site that nobody cares about. Everybody knows it. The tabs in question are going to be discontinued and put on the Discontinued tab, which I'm adding so that I can keep the posts without keeping the site tabs. This is the new addition of, well, substraction!

This is Willdood, and his stupid tabs, signing out again.

Listen to me. You can do anything you want to. It's called dreams, people, and if your dreams are strong, you'll be able to follow them through. But some people just won't try. Ever heard someone say "Meh, I'll do it later..."? Well, that's why I'm shaking my fist at... Losers!

Yeah, that's right, I called them losers, and you know what they're going to do about it? The easiest thing, which is comment on this post. Because you see, none of them think that they can or should do anything. This is why you have brains, and this is why I laugh at you- You don't use them enough! Sure, you breath, your heart beats, but your legs don't move on their own. That's why you have to take the initiative and do the things you want to do, get a life, go to parties, have fun. This isn't a videogame or a blog post (Well, actually it is, but I'm talking about something else), this is reality, and you're not getting any real friends by adding them on Facebook. That's why you should be a winner when you're still a loser, so I shouldn't even be typing this, you're hopefully already closing this window and going outside.

This is Willdood, scheduling something fun, and therefore signing off.

Yesterday evening, my good friend Arien did a performance at the Wolf Performance Hall for National Youth Week. She sang the... han... hann... Ugh, I can't say the name, but you know who it is, and she sang I Got Nerve. She actually made it seem like that wierdo disney thing had actual songwriting talent. I mean, coming from the same gene pool as Achy Breaky Heart is generally a bad omen, but Arien made it work. Congrats, Arien, on your performance, and I hope to see you next year.

This is an impressed Willdood, signing off again.

Well, there we go. Swine flu is taking over. The H1N1 virus is in
Canada, and now we're doomed.

 

 

Oh wait.

I almost forgot to mention that this is just a new version of the regular old disease known as the flu, and we're perfectly capable of stopping it. The only reason to be scared is the people who may drive you insane with their inane rambling about the "danger" of this disease. The reason that lots of people are dying is simple: Poor health conditions. Mexico does not have the healthcare power of Canada and the U.S., and therefore is more capable of getting a bad viral infection from the virus. The flu is at the same danger level as H1N1, because, you see, it IS possible to die from the regular flu, just like the new snazzy version of the classic disease. The main fear factor is the major media influence. The major news networks like CNN are acting like this is the apocalypse. The very dangerous infections weren't very important in the list of newsmakers, because if you remember SARS, you will notice that the media is blowing this WAY out of proportion. SARS was a disease which created severe respiratory problems. H1N1 is a minor flu epidemic.

Now tell me, is it really that bad?

This is another post typed, another update made, another media affair overdone. This is Willdood, signing off while news anchors are signing in.

All right, my theory was right. It was my friend and my other friend who were playing a joke on me. But, unfortunately, they stopped, and now somebody is REALLY stalking me. The posts are getting wierder, and the messages are getting more and more disturbing. So, since it was taken too far, I'm going to have to say that no more posts will be let in unless they're completely rational. If I get no more stalker posts for the next two weeks, I will take the site off lockdown, but for now, everything is filtered. Mildly.

'Till I get my wierdo friends to stop creeping me out, this is Willdood, signing off and signing into level 1 lockdown.

As you may or may not knoe, one of my friends wants to start a blog, and I said that it was a bad idea. I decided to put her to the test with my new column: Showcase column. Every week, a new person will get a blog, bio, or whatever, and all YOU have to do to get one is send an application (and a first post if you are going to write a blog)through the Contact tab and I may or may not send you a reply telling you that you will get a test column. But remember, always add your e-mail in the Contact Sheet if you want me to be able to reply. This week's showcase will be one of my friends, her pseudonym will be Snowy Snowflake Girl (It's not my fault :P), and her first post will be coming within the hour.

I think I might have a stalker. I know this sounds wierd, but somebody keeps leaving creepy comments on my posts. Plus, I got a post which said that someone now became my "personal stalker". Now, I would normally think that this is a cruel joke, but my site layout changed without notice, and I think that I might have been hacked. This might be serious, but I'm not sure. Plus, not that many people stalk bloggers. That's unusual. Well, in any case, at least I know that somebody's reading. I thought that this was just an unread compilation of ramblings, but I guess that this might be a frequently read compilation of ramblings. Well, that just goes to show that anyone, even a guy who plays guitar and spends most of his time watching T.V. in his basement or typing blog posts, can get fans.

Well, fanpeople, tune in next... um... when-I-get-around-to-it, and I'll have another textbox full of awesome to serve up for all of you. This is Willdood.

P.S. Everyone who has a problem with my self-love, it's called an ego, so let this superior being lie undisturbed in his own essence of epic awesome :D