Boredom reigns over us..

It is currently 1:18 AM. Mount Airy "boreingville, NC". I am now writing a post, because, lets face it people. I'm overcome by the #1 leading cause in death of Americas teenagers. I'm not talking about drug or alchol abuse, or rape or anything. No, my friends, I'm afraid that it is much worse than all of those combined.
Brace yourselves people. This is an epedemic.
Boredom ensues.
Boredom is taking over the brains of young people across the nation.
All the digital cable, countless game concoles, and highspeed internet in the world cannot cure this ealement.
I'm afraid some serious action needs to take place.
ANYONE HAVE ANY IDEAS?
No, for rizzel now, anyone know ANYTHING to do in this bottomless pit of boredom AKA Mount Airy, NC.
I understand that it is 1:23 AM right now, but c'mon people. I need something to do. I've eaten almost an entire bag og grapes, I've flipped over every channel, I've organized my "Music Library" on my PC, I've even "updated" my porfiles.
What now?
I've been thinking of a plan on just HOW Ash and I can burn down MAHS, unfortunately, I'm afraid we'd be caught. Then I'd just be bored sitting in a little room with the wonderful decor of bars...lots and lots of bars.
Not only would I be situated in a room with bars, lots and lots of bars, if I burned down the school, but I would also be attending college by correspondance. Apparently, I'm smarter than that, therefore, I must come up with another way of satisfying this urge in me do get off my ass, and DO SOMETHING for the next month.
Also, if I bured down the school...where would I go for salvation on those days when my parent's are driving me up the wall? *pause*..sorry about that. I was just picturing the bars...
Humm...I could unpack. But that would mean laundry, and laundry is a dirty, dirty word to me. Laundry WOULD give me something to do. Although I said that I wanted to calm the urge of getting off my ass and doing something. No where in that sentence did I mention "hard labor" did I?
The only thing is, that if I were to begin my laundry, I would have to first, tidy up the laundry room a bit (throw all of my brother's shit onto his bed). Second, move the ironing board. Third, organize my colors and stuff. And finally, I would have to put away the now, clean, laundry. The fun in that? NONE.
OK OK I know that I'm complaining a bunch...but what else are teenagers supposed to do? DURR.
My current yahoo! status : "Bored? I have an idea of something you might do to overcome this sense of meaningless of life...MOVE to a better town"
My current AIM away message : "doing the "unpacking" thing, which is code for sitting on my bed and watching meaningless, not to mention, boreing televison. if you feel like it, leave me a message, comenting on..um..something of substance. For instance, the nations dependancy on oil, or the large hole in the O-Zone layer, or perhaps, plans to DO SOMETHING in MA...damn this small town..damn it to hell"
HA. I have a good oxymoron. Better than "jumbo shrimp". "Cold as hell."
Lets see. All our life we are taught to be GOOD so that we are not banished to the depths of firey hell. So how could anyone be "cold as hell"...heres your sign..
A funny quote. I was watching Jay and Silent Bob strike back. Well, I wasn't "watching" it, but surfin' channels and I caught one of the good quotes from that movie. "The sign n the back of the car said "CRITTERS of HOLLYWOOD" you dumb fuck!"...gotta love that "Silent" Bob.
Yeah...I'm trying to think of funny stuff, to make up for my rant about boredom.
*five minutes later*
OK so ....fondant icing is a bitch. I saw people making one of TV and thought "hey, I can do that, too!" so I went to look up the instructions online. I need a marble slab, and a shit load of wet AND dry glucose. Damn...
Screw culinary school. That shit's for the birds. If I ever get married, it better be to a rich fella. One that can afford to hire a personal chef. HA. Fun times. In my nice old plantation home in the deep south, with my lawyer husband. *bubble burst* ohh yeah...that would mean that I actually have to fall in love, but first, get a guys attention*...bad topic.
So yeah. I thought about going to culinary school once. I looked it up and all. I looked up all of the things that you have to do in culinary school.
For instance, you don't have "Englsih 101" in culinary schools. You have "The history of the potato", or you have "The anatomy of sufle What would I major in? Yams? HAHA. No, but really...yeah..

I am now going to list all of the places that I would like to go one day.

All 50 states (Statue of Libery, biggest ball of yarn, largest frying pan, The "Yellow journalists" house in Cali., San Fran, Death Valley, Rocky Mountains, The Grand Canyon, Mt. Rushmore, the Great lakes, the libery bell, Paul Rever's home in Boston, The Lost Colony, Area 51 (it's a long shot) the biggest margarita in the word, etc.) , All Canadian teretories (NIAGRA FALLS!!!), Visit 6 of the 7 continets (it's too cold for me in Antartica), A castle in England, Paris (all of France, infact), Italy (Rome, Florence,etc.), The Vadican, The Netherlands, Spain, Victoria Falls (in Africa),Poland, Germany, Puerto Rico, Rio de Jenearo, China, Japan, Vietnam, Kambodia, Scotland (I wanna see the Loch Ness "monster"), the Egyptian pyramids, Morracco, Romania...

Is professional traveler a carrer? It would rock if it was. How about "Clueless tourist" is that a carrer? I'm not even sure that that's all the places I want to go. I want to see the ENTIRE world. I want the chance to see things that somepeople may NEVER have the chance to see. Is that selfish?
Ahh, questions.
Now I'm not too bored. I'm actually too tired. So I'm off to beddy byee...
(Not spell checkin' this...just guess at the names of the countries..LOL)