Most kids and young people dread this time of year because of school and shit, and yes even I admit I loathed this time of year, cuz school SUCKED!!!!
With that aside, I personally like the autumn, the leaves are starting to turn colors, and the air gets a spicy smell and taste to it. Basically there's beauty every where you look, from the bronzed reds and oranges of the leaves to the subtle activities of the local wildlife as they too prepare for winter's cold blanket.

Even now as a adult I still see the beauty in my own lil part of the world, whether Im out riding the trails on my mountain bike or the dirt bike, its all the same, the serenity I find out there is jus pure bliss....yah I'm through here

This isnt going to be like my normal rants, but just me blowing off steam.

	Recently Megan(my very beautiful girlfriend) started college, and dont get me wrong, I'm proud of her and her accomplishments,
and i definetly have no prollems with her making new friends. ainly this is my frustration with this fucking shit hole town i live in.
Since turning 21 I've hit every bar and "club"(if they can be called such) in the Barre/Montpelier area; not only looking for a good time, but some cool shits I can chill with,
but NOOOO all ive found are drunks and assholes.....neither who i personally wanna deal with. 
Please dont take it as i dont like to drink, cuz i love to have a smirnoff, or a few shots of Jack Daniels, but to get completely sauced...it aint happening.
Its a real kick in the balls to hear that the kids you graduated and those you considered friends out having a good time, at parties, and doing random shit....and here you are stuck at home bored stupid,  and racking your brains trying to think of somthing to do.
If you aint been that postion it really fucking sux. 
	i dunno what else to add, cept that its really fucking depressing to know that all your friends are either too young to go bar hoppig with you or are soooo fucking worried bout what others think of em, to go out and have a good time, or their out having fun while you sit at home and slowly rought away to a pathetic husk,
that doesnt know what a good time is.

If anyone from fucking spaulding highschool reads this, all i gotta say is take a nice long, hard and thorough(sp?) look at yourselves and how you treat others.



Luek Grout

You can say that what is written after this is nothing but the ramblings of a madman, well they, may very well be…but what I can say is that what your about to read is the gods honest truth, and I speak for those who have yet to find their voice!

With Graduation fast coming up, I know that there's going to be an ass-load of parties even after the Project Graduation Bull shit, but that aint my point. My point is that all you shitheads that are throwing parties are going to invite the "popular" or "Cool" kids, but what about the ones that are not really cool or popular but aint oober teacher's pet, glasses wearing, D&D obsessed NERDS? Well I can tell yah first hand what happens to us, we're cast aside and shunned by both groups.

What I'm about to say is true. Back in June of 2006, I was 2 weeks from graduating, and all around me I was hearing about parties going .. Project Grad (which is completely BULL FUCKIN SHIT!!!)…well I made it known to may of the "popular" kids that I knew, that I would be interested in going. To make a long, and boring story short I'll jus leave it at this that I never got invited, and ever got the chance to have fun.

God damn it!!! You freakin "popular" people just don't get the fuckin point! Ok we aint COOL or POPULAR and we don't dress in Abercrombie and Fitch, Quicksilver, or any of the other over priced clothing lines, but that doesn't mean we don't know how to have fun. Shit if you gave us a chance and invited us to one of your "sacred" parties you'll find out we're a lot like you, we like to do stupid and dangerous shit, we love to drink and get hammered out of our fuckin minds. Over all we love to have fun, but do you give us the chance to show yah that…NO!!! you don't, you think that we aint cool, that we don't know how to have a good time, well your wrong…we do!

So next party that you know of, or you throw, invite a couple of the kids on the lower end of the popularity chain, cuz in the end run you might also be saving a life, yes I said saving a life…cuz ive personally know quite a few kids that almost committed suicide/ school wide genocide because of the way they were treated by the popular kids.

I guess what I'm tryin to get at is not to forget about the "un-cool" kids but to give em' a chance, and you may actually be surprised by what you see in em.

Yours always

Luke "Lord Zabimaru" Grout

Huddled here in this cold, dark corner, forced into here with no safe way of escape I shiver, and wait for the onslaught that's sure to come. I look up and I gaze at images of my past, and before my very eyes, the creature emerges from the abyss; a creature that I once thought was dead, a creature that was me.
                Blood coats his hands and clothing, and in his eyes I only see the screaming faces of those, that fell at his own bloody mandrels. He smiles at me as he murmurs something about it being too long since we were last together. As I shut my eyes tight I come to the realization that what I'm seeing before me isn't just a ghoul, but a part of me, manifested by my fears.  I look up at him and I see it make its hand into a blade shape, and before I can scream out in fear; I feel his cold, bloody hand penetrate my heart and my eyes bulge from not only unearthly pain, but the hatred and pure evil that comes rushing into my wounded corpse.
                I look up to see the specter laugh at me as he slowly dissolves and trickles into me. A feeling of unbridled paranoia washes over me, like that of being watched. I look up to see those whom have driven me here laughing and taunting at my agony and anguish, slowly I stumble to my feet as I feel myself start to fade to black, and throw aside my assailants and half walk and half fall to a mirror that now sits in the rooms center.
              Slowly I climb up the mirror using it as a crutch, and I gaze at a rancid decomposing soul, and in my eyes I see the life washed away and in its place stood a black glazed over stare. I look around frantically around for a weapon, before the beast takes back over and I loose all control again.
              I look to the left and then to the right, all I see is a never ending black void, as I look back at my tormentors I see a weapon, slowly I stumble and crawl over and grasp its handle; and with a quick thrust I feel its sharp serrated edges carve deep into my flesh and tear deep into my organs.
                Slowly I pull the blade from my chest and gaze at the puddle of my own blood in front of me, I smile as I use what strength I have left to write the following, using my blood as ink.
                "Alone I seem to break! My curse on humanity is over, and as I end this I have come to realize that I'm just another brick in the wall."
                As I slowly fade I gaze at my assailants I smile at the realization that I have won.

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