Raive’s Weblog-type thing

Okay, so this is my first post.

Well…this is very….posty.

Anyway, I figure I should introduce myself. My name, in a relative sort of way, is Raive. Or at least, that what you can call me. I’m in high school, and I am obsessed with music (which would explain the random outbursts of songs which are no doubt going to come). Umm…that’s pretty much what my entire blog will be about. Me. School. The unimaginably imbecilic idiots that roam the school previously mentioned…

I mean, really. Since when did the US have 52 states? And even if Puerto Rico was a state, that would only make 51!

*sigh* Sometimes, I feel like the only sharp crayon in a box of 3,000. And as a bonus, I’m a colour like ‘Blurpleberry’ or something. Who in the world uses a crayon whose colour is Blurpleberry? Not I.

Here’s another example: This week is Ally Week, which is in support of our school’s Gay-Straight Alliance. So, if you sign up to be an Ally, you get a sticker that says ‘I am an Ally.’

Simple enough, right?

As I walk though the halls, proudly proclaiming my affiliations with my bright neon stab-your-retinas-to-death-with-highlighter green sticker, more than a few people stop to read it. Then they ask if I’m an ‘ah-lee’.

Now…two problems here. One, if I weren’t an ally, why would I be wearing this unfathomably bright sticker? Two…what?

But, quick-witted as I am, I respond, “No, I’m not an ah-lee, whatever the heck that is. I am, however, an ally. Pronounced ah-lie.”

I swear, my peers couldn’t pronounce their way out of a paper bag. Even if it was ripped open.

Anyway, since I had originally meant for this to be completely about me (see how well that turned out?), we’ll try again.

My name is Raive. I like ice cream, preferably Rocky Road or Heavenly Hash, which really is quite heavenly. Ice cream of the gods right there. Yep. Uh huh. I want some HH now…

Bah. As you can see, it’s hard for me to stay on one track for long. But that’s okay; it makes for interesting writing, right? I’m probably deluding myself, but what more does one have to do on a Friday night, eh?

You know what? Don’t answer that.

With slightly more than your average dose of psychosis,
~Raive