The Great Friend and the Lazypants

Today I had the misfortune of working with a lazypants, actually, not only just any lazypants, that lazypants is a sticky as glue lazypants that sticks on me much to often to take advantage of the situation. However, all that misery caused by working with this lazypants is diminished by my Great Friend, who is working with me and the lazypants on the same task; building the model of a building as part of a geography project. I was do the first twelve floors of the building and my Great Friend was doing the next twelve floors, we both done it. The lazypants, however, was doing the foundation of the twenty four floor building, and the foundation he did SUCKS, it wouldn't even support twelve floors! Such a weak effort by such a weak person. So the foundations had to be re-done, and the lazypants left my Great Friend and me to finish the entire building, he just left (without cleaning up the mess he made).
In summary: the lazypants barely did crap, and the crap he did do was crappy. As for the building, my Great Friend and I completed it perfectly without the no-help from the lazypants.

People, you are all more fortunate than me to never have a lazypants follow you around sharing your genius they have no part in.    

Okay lazypants, if you're reading this, I hope you take reform into consideration.

What goes on in there and what goes on out here.

What goes on in there?
What goes on out here?
What have you found in there,
That you don't see out here?
What you see out here,
Is only a portion of the wonders...
That goes on in there.

We think, we write,
But we think more than we write.
We think, we read,
But we think more than we read.
The writing which come out here,
From our pencil, pen, keyboard,
Is only the topsoil,
Of the infinite deposit of gold,
That lies in there.

Classic...

An add on to my previous post; try to start with short classics to read and save the long ones after you've mastered the short ones. Gosh, in this age when mainstream books flourish the market, it's hard to sit down with a classic bulk. What is a classic even? I'll tell you this, when I read and can not hope to make corrections to the material I am reading, that is when I am reading a work of far greater knowledge than what I possess, and that's classic enough for me. Basicaly, what I think defines a classic is a work not everyone can write, copy in a similar style, or digest in full understanding.
So, only read a classic if you have nothing better to read, and that is my truthful advice to you.
Think about the sentence above, read it again and think about it.
Get it?  

Reading a classic...

Reading a classic is not an easy task, mostly because the number of words they contain in one book equals the number of words on an average teen series, and the words, undoubtably, are size 10-12 fonts with tight spacing. Being a teen, it is hard to get through a classic...for some. And another pain of classics, if the length doesn't get you, the words do. Reading a classic gives the job of deciphering complex sentences and even more complex words. Reading a classic is not easy, but the awesome reward of reading into a classic far exceeds the pain of reading it. So, my friends, read a "classic" novel, try The Great Gatsby, it's short, only semi-painful to understand (and if you have a way with words it's easy), and as I've read so far, it's pretty good.
Oh yeah, and here are some great books:
Youth in Revolt by CD Payne
City of Thieves by David Benioff
Spud by John van de Ruit
A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
The House of the Scorpion by Nancy Farmer
2001 A Space Odyssey by Arthur C Clarke

Read on.    

People never listen to what you say...if you're too nice.

And just to prove that point, I had to tell 3+ people to COME TO SCHOOL PREPARED today becasue they keep coming at me to ask for a pencil to borrow, and I give it to them...after telling them to COME TO SCHOOL PREPARED. That line has become the line I am best known for, and it's just sad that I have to use it everyday, no wait, scratch that, it's also funny. With that famous one liner under my vocal cord, I am regarded as a joke every time I say it, but what I'm really trying to do is knock some sense into those unprepared people. Seriously...COME TO SCHOOL PREPARED! (If you don't go to school, however, I hope you are not offended by this jibbering)