So, my throat hurts like hell, my head is throbbing, I feel like I'm burning up yet freezing cold at the same time.
I've noticed this lately, I've been getting sick alot. In the last, like, 4 months, I've been sick around 5 times. Anyone?
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
Not Fair
Ok, this is getting to be a problem.
I have no social life, and for one main reason.
My older brother is so imcompetent and irresponsible that, whenever Mom and Dad are away, I am always the one that has to watch them.
I can't go hang out with friends, I can't go for a walk, I am pretty much bound to the house...all the while my older brother is out making an ass of himself with ALL OF his friends.
I know Mom and Dad depend on me because Harrison's such an ass, but I'm getting fed up with taking all that shit from Harrison.
All Harrison does is go through the freezer/fridge and eat whatever he pleases, even if he knows it for some upcoming dinner, and dish out death threats to our youngest brother Greg.
A few days ago, Harrison was talking about how much he hates Greg, then went off about how, when he finally snaps and gets a gun, Greg(who keep in mind is only 7) is going to be the first one he kills by shooting him in the face.
This is fucking ridiculous!
I have no social life, and for one main reason.
My older brother is so imcompetent and irresponsible that, whenever Mom and Dad are away, I am always the one that has to watch them.
I can't go hang out with friends, I can't go for a walk, I am pretty much bound to the house...all the while my older brother is out making an ass of himself with ALL OF his friends.
I know Mom and Dad depend on me because Harrison's such an ass, but I'm getting fed up with taking all that shit from Harrison.
All Harrison does is go through the freezer/fridge and eat whatever he pleases, even if he knows it for some upcoming dinner, and dish out death threats to our youngest brother Greg.
A few days ago, Harrison was talking about how much he hates Greg, then went off about how, when he finally snaps and gets a gun, Greg(who keep in mind is only 7) is going to be the first one he kills by shooting him in the face.
This is fucking ridiculous!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Don't get me wrong
Under my skin, there is a restlessness.
The restlessness to be away from here, away from the roar of sleepless roads and ceaseless sirens.
I want to be out were the sun is shinning, the air is pure, the water is clear, were lush ferns uncurl their tendrils, were each step stirs up the smell of the earth. Here, the smell of the cars over crowd and snuff out the sweet floral scent of flowers with new crisp petals.
Is this really "Civilization"? What is so civil about it? Turn on the News, and the first thing you get is about a double homicide...pathetic....embaressing...there is nothing civil about the way many people act. I'd rather take my chances in a true jungle than in this one made of hard concrete and icy steel. Maybe that's the problem, we spend so much time in these concrete jungles, away from the sun and trees, that we too are becoming like the very buildings we have imprisioned ourselves in. Grey, harsh, emotionless, plain, like every other of its kind.
I will not be a slave to this "Civilization".
I will not be caged by this "Civilization".
I WILL be free of this "Civilization", even if I have to go to the ends of the Earth to do so.
Everybody want's everything, but I have figured out a way I might actually get it. The problem I see is everyone else wants material ob jects, and you will never have everything.
I think I can have my way because I don't want that sort of thing. I want the warmth of the sun on my skin, clear water to see the bottom, mud under my feet, scents in my nose, vision in my eyes, sounds in my ears. Most of what I want, I already have anyways, you see.
I wouldn't care if the government made my dreams illegal, I would still follow them. I would run away to join my Blackfoot ancestors, I would run to join my African ancestors. I'd rather be a Tribe Warrior then a "Civilized" person.
I want to farm, not to make copies for someone who wouldn't even remember my name.
I want to run wild with the wolves, not run after taxis.
I want healing of my own, not to be pumped full of chemicals.
I want to be happy, there will be no half-way or compromise to that.
I will decide when I am happy, that is for no one else to decide but me.
And I will not be truely happy until I have cured this restlessness and have my place.
I WILL excape this "Civilization", not matter how high the wall is.
The restlessness to be away from here, away from the roar of sleepless roads and ceaseless sirens.
I want to be out were the sun is shinning, the air is pure, the water is clear, were lush ferns uncurl their tendrils, were each step stirs up the smell of the earth. Here, the smell of the cars over crowd and snuff out the sweet floral scent of flowers with new crisp petals.
Is this really "Civilization"? What is so civil about it? Turn on the News, and the first thing you get is about a double homicide...pathetic....embaressing...there is nothing civil about the way many people act. I'd rather take my chances in a true jungle than in this one made of hard concrete and icy steel. Maybe that's the problem, we spend so much time in these concrete jungles, away from the sun and trees, that we too are becoming like the very buildings we have imprisioned ourselves in. Grey, harsh, emotionless, plain, like every other of its kind.
I will not be a slave to this "Civilization".
I will not be caged by this "Civilization".
I WILL be free of this "Civilization", even if I have to go to the ends of the Earth to do so.
Everybody want's everything, but I have figured out a way I might actually get it. The problem I see is everyone else wants material ob jects, and you will never have everything.
I think I can have my way because I don't want that sort of thing. I want the warmth of the sun on my skin, clear water to see the bottom, mud under my feet, scents in my nose, vision in my eyes, sounds in my ears. Most of what I want, I already have anyways, you see.
I wouldn't care if the government made my dreams illegal, I would still follow them. I would run away to join my Blackfoot ancestors, I would run to join my African ancestors. I'd rather be a Tribe Warrior then a "Civilized" person.
I want to farm, not to make copies for someone who wouldn't even remember my name.
I want to run wild with the wolves, not run after taxis.
I want healing of my own, not to be pumped full of chemicals.
I want to be happy, there will be no half-way or compromise to that.
I will decide when I am happy, that is for no one else to decide but me.
And I will not be truely happy until I have cured this restlessness and have my place.
I WILL excape this "Civilization", not matter how high the wall is.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Chimps
So, I was just reading a study about how baby chimps out-smart baby humans.
Was that test really needed? Do baby chimps wear diapers? Do they crap on themselves?
ANYWAYS...got bored and found this, not sure how to hyperlink it, so suck it up. =p
http://news.yahoo.com/comics/090201/cx_brevity_umedia/20090102;_ylt=AqMpj35JvxqZelwS9tdDqVOej5Z4
Was that test really needed? Do baby chimps wear diapers? Do they crap on themselves?
ANYWAYS...got bored and found this, not sure how to hyperlink it, so suck it up. =p
http://news.yahoo.com/comics/090201/cx_brevity_umedia/20090102;_ylt=AqMpj35JvxqZelwS9tdDqVOej5Z4
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