I get by with a little help from my PALS.

                               The Beatles were a band I idolize.

That's right. You read the title correctly. I enjoy the Beatles. They were a great band. I can't imagine who would disagree. In fact, I think even Mr. Duncan might. He looked like he was listening to some Beatles-ish music when i walked into class today. He was chillin'. Though he might have been talking to someone. After all, I have NEVER seen anyone look that calm, let alone a teacher. But Mr. Duncan? He's different. His first name is Donald. I like that name. No sarcasm involved. Either way, he's not who I intended this topic to be about. It was intended for Lennon and McCartney. Not Starr and Harrison though; they don't (or didn't, in Harrison's case) know what the meaning of peace and love were. This isn't to say that I'm a fan of Lennon post-Beatles. Quite honestly I didn't like him. Though, to be fair, that's not entirely true. I didn't like YOKO. Yoko was awful. So, naturally, I'm going to add a photo of the Beatles and a video of Yoko's best work. (It's awful, if you want to live an extra 6 years, don't watch it) 

The Downfall

Just as a follow-up to my previous post, I'd like to say that Pokemon really failed after the first season. Seriously, man! What happened? You used to be so epic! Now you're just a whole bunch of shapes and ripoffs. I mean, initially (as in the second season), it was semi-ok. They added a few Pokemons, but altogether, I could remember every name. In order, alphabetically, chronologically or in numerical order. Give me a break though. I was only four or five. The point is, Pokemon really epic failed after the second season. Tsk tsk.

Magikarp

Magikarp is a fish. He is also a Pokemon. He splashes, but that's about the extent of his ownage, and even doing that would probably make him faint from the exertion. Still, it's rather impossible for one to argue about how awesome he truly is without seeing him in real life. Thus, I don't argue about how awesome he is. 

                    Magikarp was a great source of inspiration for me.

Still, he's really cool. And as far as I can remember, he turned into a Garadose one day and owned team rocket. They blasted off AGAIN! Silly team rocket. You're so cliched! Oh well, I suppose you can't help it. You're all fictional characters. Basically, though, Magikarp is a hero because it shows us no matter how small we are, if we fight to achieve our dreams, we may turn into a Garadose.

Flying Spaghetti Monster

The Flying Spaghetti Monster was a great source of hope to me.

The Flying Spaghetti Monster is my god and savior. He is the Lord of all Creation and the Father of the Flying Spaghettini Monster. I strongly suggest for anyone and everyone reading this blog to throw down their initial worship to follow the Church of the Flying Spaghetti. Unfortunately, no one has ever seen the Flying Spaghettini Monster 

because it is technically illegal to depict him. 

However, his father, the Flying Spaghetti Monster is allowed to be drawn and is therefore depicted close by. There has been a sighting of the Flying Spaghetti Monster in Germany, proof that he exists. Embedded also will be a video of him in Berlin.

My grandpa

My grandpa was a smart guy. He spoke fluent Latin, French, Italian, German, Dutch, Polish, and a few others I don't really remember, nor do I want to take the effort to try to remember. He painted watercolour and was pretty good at it; his paintings raked in some cash. He had a lot of jobs throughout his life, but the primary job was a minister. He worked in a lot of countries and therefore traveled a lot in order to please some Bishop guy. He took his family to Tobago when he was called to work as some teacher or something. Later, once he retired, he did that painting gig. Before that, he was a clown or something. I would have liked to know him, I think. He died when I was one and a half. Bad timing. My memory wasn't quite developed at that time.

Second post that i'm going to call my first post.

this is my "first" post, yet oddly enough, it's actually my second. I don't like blogger, end of story.