The No-Nonsense Blog

That's right, everyone. The blog title says it all. And why is the war with my Mom over? Because she's finally owned up to all of the misdeeds that made me fail in life. As proof, here is the letter I'd had her write, explaining all of her wrongdoings. (BTW, "Nobody" refers to me, if anyone wants to know.) Dear Nobody: I am writing this letter to express my deepest apology to you for over 35 years of pain, suffering, disrespect of interest, and abandonment. In high school, I advised you to stick someone with a pen to stop them from bullying you when you said you were being bullied and the teachers did nothing to stop it. I am sorry about giving you that advice because it got you suspended. After that event, you were put in an after-school program so you could make some friends, but it didn't work out, and you didn't make any friends. I am sorry that I tried to break your hand and make you an invalid, and for making you take the ...

Hello, everyone.  I'd decided to blog about a recent update on the War on Terror. At last, it is over—but at great cost: many of our troops and soldiers have paid the ultimate price, and those who survived have finally come home. With that said, I'd like to express my feelings of regret and disgust over the fact that we'd declared a war that only rewarded us with bloodshed, tears, and sadness that can never be healed.  Everyone in my family feels that President George W. Bush declared war for his own personal gain, to make the former President Bush (his father) proud of him for at least making such an effort to bring peace to our world.  In the end, he only wrought pain on us here in the U.S., and tore open a wound in Iraq that cannot be easily healed. At least, President Obama kept his word and brought the survivors of the War on Terror back onto American soil, and for that, I am eternally grateful, but, again, it was at a great cost. R.I.P. to all those who lost...