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Friday, March 11, 2011

You're Lucky You're Not Me

I am a Jew, so, shalom. I am also a Jew in an all-Christian school. In a town called CHURCHville. Where our football team is the SAINTS. Getting a picture of a redneck school? Good. You're catching on rather quickly. Anyways, being a Jew in my school is TERRIBLE. My brother, Joe, is the only Jew in high school, my best friend is the only other in middle school. Being a Jew here means having Hitler threats thrown at you, "Jewbag" is an okay thing for someone to call me, and I am almost alone. Being a socialist is a bad idea. Therefore, I am routinely called "anarchist," "Nazi," "hippie," "terrorist," "un-American," et cetera, et cetera.
My theory on life is simple: I wouldn't do it the same way, but I won't force you. War is bad; that doesn't mean the revoloutionary war was dumb, it means we should stay out of wars. The meaning of life is leaving the world a better place than it was when you entered it. Why am I hated? I mean, really? At my school there is a boy. He will be known here as IP. IP is the biggest asshole I have ever met. He is the scum of the earth, cruel, mean, and ignorant as hell. I'm going to post some funny stories soon, but I'm having troubles. My brothers constantly fight, I got a referral and two lunch detentions for drawing a picture. An appropriate picture, at that. I promise, though, my next blog will be funny. TTFN.

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