An impossible challenge

If there's one thing I learned from my MySpace blogs, it's the fact that no one cares if you celebrate your 10th, 15th, or 20th post with a bunch of videos that you like or not - not only will no one see the videos, but you are less likely to see a response if you post such unnecessary crap.

Which is why I won't do anything other than let everyone know that this is my 10th post here and my 40th ever blog post - six at 1up.com, 20 at MySpace, four at Windows Live Spaces, and 10 here at Blogger.

Now, I'll probably only post here if either A: something semi-important happens (like a significant manga addition or new wallpaper that I "made" or something similar) or B: I feel like complete and total shit.

Since nothing important has really happened, you're seeing the latter.

Some people believe in an omnipresent being, and they have many names for this being or sometimes beings. Most will refer to this as religion. I myself am not a religious person, although if I were asked my religious beliefs I would respond with "Catholic". However, if I could name the omnipresent force/being I would give it the one name that truly fits.

Fate.

Fate has been very very cruel to me. It robbed me of the only chance I had of seeing my friends for the first time in a year and a half (way back in late December of '06). It makes sure that I withdraw from society. It prevents me from establishing non-sporadic contact with people I know. It creates various problems for my computer that I cannot fix without reinstalling the whole damn thing. Worst of all, Fate is slowly trying to send me into a psychotic rage that would surely get me into an insane asylum, therefore shutting me out of the world even further. In fact, I think Fate is trying to kill me, although when it comes to that I think Fate is not so damn lucky (a big nyeh to that).

Fate has prevented me from getting anything higher than a ninth-grade education. I literally learned nothing in high school because I was repeatedly put in easier classes so that I wouldn't fail them - big mistake considering the fact that I understood very well the more advanced stuff, I just didn't do it (apathy played a big part). I say understood because by 12th grade, I really didn't know the stuff anymore (which is sad). If it wasn't for the GED and HSE (High School Equivalent) I'd still be in high school. Nowadays I've forgotten most everything and I probably couldn't pass a ninth-grade test if I tried.

Fate has scared me into not wanting a driver's license (I mentioned this in an earlier blog post I think - I don't remember). I really don't think I even have a sufficient mental ability to drive a car. Hell, I can barely use a pencil now, much less drive.

Fate has made me an idiot. And I'm not talking about an academic idiot (I just mentioned that). I'm talking about an everyday-life idiot. Basically, I have the life experience of an eighth grader. Now, I say eighth grader and not ninth grader because I've seen ninth graders drive. On second thought, I think I have the life experience of a sixth grader (or less) because I have yet to know of this "love" thing that everyone talks about. Apparently you get hugged or something, I really don't know.

Fate has basically turned me into an angry, idiotic, psychotic hermit of sorts. I even have the walk, hunch, and hygiene habits (among other habits) of one. Basically, I'm about as much of society's scum as you can get to be without drugs or alcohol.

The challenge? Make me happy. I fucking dare you.