A Word To The Dodos

Learn to differentiate between an act that is sexual in nature and that which is meant to be passionate.

Still Alive

Oh yes, yes I am. Amazingly.

Question of the Day #5

Why is it that music videos blow nowadays? There's no story, no message, nada. It's unfortunate. Just people standing around partying, objectifying, stereotyping and being stupid. Dumb.

Could this end up being a monologue?

Sometimes when I have classes on Mondays or Wednesdays, I park on the north side of Pima so that I don't have to walk that far. Up on the hill near the buildings, there is a fenced off playground where the students can drop off their kids for daycare. There's another room set aside in the actual building where they take care of the kids. But anyways the playground is the usual set up: slide, jungle gym, things you can spin and the little balls rattle around inside, a small garden filled with petunias. I'll be walking up the hill, which sadly can tire me out, but that's before having to climb three flights of stairs. I need any exercise I can get. And on rare occasions catch the children outside have the time of their lives. It's funny when you really look at them and wonder, to them, how life is just one big play-place. The boys have their little posse already established and the girls are playing a game with one of the adults; something like making funny sounds like toothpaste coming out of a tube, that BLOOP/PLOP noise. No one is hating on the other, no one is having fights and none of them have a care in the world.

Then it hits you in the back of your mind, how short childhood actually is. That innocence just dies off once you hit puberty and then everything goes to hell. I try to imagine what each child will be like in 10 years. Will that blonde girl be prom queen? What job will that boy have? Will these kids still be friends? Or maybe ask even more reality-based questions. Will he get a girl pregnant? Will those girls soon be selling themselves for a quick buck? How many will fall through the grates into the shadows and pitfalls of society? Okay, maybe it's a tad grim. But seriously, look at everyone now. We never expected to be where we are at this exact moment in time. Whose to say these kids won't fall to gang violence or be murdered by a vengeful lover?

I walk on. Thinking to myself these unpleasant thoughts. But I can't help it. I just see the world for what it is. And how as soon as it gives the gift of youth and innocence, it can just as quickly snatch it away. Leaving us with empty souls and cruel motives.

"Forever young", Alphaville sings. I beg to differ.

Aaaaaaaaat Laaaaasst

I did it. I finally did it. I completed the National Pokedex, just days before Black & White are released. I'm not as ecstatic as I thought I would be but it is still a great accomplishment. And I did it LEGITIMATELY! So I'm pretty proud of myself.

And now I've got to start all over again. Poop.

Kaput

I'm done. This paper is a piece of crap. I know it is. I only worked on it for a few hours. But I could care less. The works cited isn't indented. Whatever. I'm sure the references are exactly what I wasn't supposed to get. Too bad. The Presocratics have wore me out. No energy. Dead. Headache. Butt numb. Screw you honors teacher. Just be glad I'm in your stupid ass class. Night.

Shifting between Consciousness

Off to Vegas tomorrow for a couple of days. Not for vacation like you might think. But for what else, volleyball. I'll keep you posted.