Sooooo I was just writing a Facebook note like... 2 seconds ago - something like that. A Facebook note is when some guy writes a bunch of questions down on a word document type thingy and people copy and paste it and answer the questions. For bored people. You know. Anyway while I was filling this stupid thing out I noticed that these people, the ones who write the notes, try to squish someone's identity into 50-odd questions. And I don't think that's how it works. I don't think you can judge someone and learn about who they are by reading a note about if they prefer Coke or Pepsi, or what they got for their last birthday. It kinda seems like that's what they're trying to do. I dunno, just thinking about stuff.
I go to a public High school. In public high school they do this thing where you have no school for one week in February... called February Break. Tomorrow is the last day of February Break. I have done absolutely nothing. Not one thing. And I don't mean nothing productive. I mean nothing. I haven't hung out with friends, I haven't gone to the movies with people, I haven't slept over anybody's house or had someone sleep over mine. I am thoroughly pissed about this. I've watched a lot of movies. That's the extent of my break. This situation just seems like a concentrated model of my life. I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen to me, and for some reason I can't go out and get things done for myself. Meh. I'm sad.
In other depressingly uneventful news... I have started Catcher in the Rye and so far... not impressed. I mean, I can understand where people see its meaningfulness and such... I guess I'll just have to power through the slow beginning.
That's all for now kids.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
The Vast Self-Importance of Humans
I am pissed off, pissed off I tell you! The world's gonna keep on a-turnin' (pay attention, now), but it don't change the fact that I am PEEVED to the highest degree.
The reason for my peevity... sure that can be a word... today is the arrogance and self-importance of the human race. Lemme start off with a question. How old is the Earth. 7th grade science class dictates that the world is a little over 4 billion years old. Now, how old is the human race? 100,000 years, maybe 200,000 years old?
Did you know that 90% of all of the organisms that EVER lived on Earth are extinct? Now, assuming the extinction of organisms is evenly spanned out over time, it would be logical that humans are NOT responsible for MOST of the dead organisms no longer living on the Earth. So WHYYYYY why why why why why do we feel responsible for all of the organisms on Earth NOWWWW?!?!?!
It is NOT the fault of Americans or the Chinese or the Russians or humans in general that the polar bear will be no more in a couple 100 years. It is NOT the responsibility of humans to anchor this organism on this Earth indefinitely. George Carlin was completely and utterly correct when he said to LEAVE NATURE ALONE.
No more is it the responsibility of humans to "take care" of the planet. I put those two words in quotes because as if it is POSSIBLE for humans to look after this little blue and green ball swirling around in space. As if it is POSSIBLE for the Earth to end if humans dissapear for a couple days. The Earth has been around for 4 BILLION FRIGGEN YEARS. it has undergone world wide floods, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, TWO ice ages, plus dozens of other stuff. And we think... a couple of plastic bags? A few water bottles on the ground of the park? Humans aren't gonna stop the Earth in its tracks! That's a hoot! The Earth isn't going anywhere! WE ARE.
The reason for my peevity... sure that can be a word... today is the arrogance and self-importance of the human race. Lemme start off with a question. How old is the Earth. 7th grade science class dictates that the world is a little over 4 billion years old. Now, how old is the human race? 100,000 years, maybe 200,000 years old?
Did you know that 90% of all of the organisms that EVER lived on Earth are extinct? Now, assuming the extinction of organisms is evenly spanned out over time, it would be logical that humans are NOT responsible for MOST of the dead organisms no longer living on the Earth. So WHYYYYY why why why why why do we feel responsible for all of the organisms on Earth NOWWWW?!?!?!
It is NOT the fault of Americans or the Chinese or the Russians or humans in general that the polar bear will be no more in a couple 100 years. It is NOT the responsibility of humans to anchor this organism on this Earth indefinitely. George Carlin was completely and utterly correct when he said to LEAVE NATURE ALONE.
No more is it the responsibility of humans to "take care" of the planet. I put those two words in quotes because as if it is POSSIBLE for humans to look after this little blue and green ball swirling around in space. As if it is POSSIBLE for the Earth to end if humans dissapear for a couple days. The Earth has been around for 4 BILLION FRIGGEN YEARS. it has undergone world wide floods, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, TWO ice ages, plus dozens of other stuff. And we think... a couple of plastic bags? A few water bottles on the ground of the park? Humans aren't gonna stop the Earth in its tracks! That's a hoot! The Earth isn't going anywhere! WE ARE.
Friday, February 5, 2010
I Knew the Thorpedo Would Come Back to Haunt us All
So as everyone on the freakin' GLOBE is aware of, people do completely stupid things without thinking. At all. Then they get surprised when things go horribly wrong and kick themselves over and over and over again for doing the completely stupid thing. I will now charm you all with a story of my personal experience with this thing. It involves the police, a large and rather unpleasant woman, and jittery panic. None of these things appeal to me anymore.
Play by Play version here we go!
I'm sitting in Latin yesterday. You can imagine the joy in my heart. I dunno what I was going but at that moment the phone rang in the classroom and Ms. Clueless AHEM (something in my throat) went to go pick it up. Looking at me she hung up the phone after a very confusing one-sided conversation. Apparently I was being called down to B-House. Enter suspenseful and dramatic music here. So I get down there, am forwarded to the cafeteria, and sit at a table with a bunch of other people already there. Most of them are juniors. Mr. Assistant Principal comes in... and tells us all about a Facebook fanpage we've all apparently had a hand in about a substitute teacher appropriately named... the Thorpedo.
People, do you even wanna know a person named "thorpedo"? She is a LEGEND in our town. She's only been there for like... what 80 odd years? A somewhat husky woman who enjoys torturing little schoolchildren and stealing candy from the teachers she is subbing for. No lie. So anyway a Facebook fanpage was made making fun of her usingthe name given to her awhile back and which has been passed down to each class ever since. Seriously, people who are out of COLLEGE were writing on this page.
Don't ask me why, but only about 10 people were called down to talk to DiLo. Go figure... I was one of them. Guys, I don't even remember what I wrote it was like something about breathing loudly. The point is I got in major trouble for it - the police were involved, my parents were pissed, the whole nine. All because some stupid mother ratted us out to the good old boys in blue downtown. Thanks buddy. Moral of the story: The Thorpedo and MnMs should say goodbye to one another.
ANYWAYS, who watched the grammyssss I know I... didn't. Missed it unfortunately. But I did catch Gaga and Elton's performance on Youtube the day after. Amaaaazing I might add. Lady Gaga is a subject for tomorrow's post but... lets just say that piano will be stolen if not chained up. Loved it. Alrighty thats about it. See yahh :)
Play by Play version here we go!
I'm sitting in Latin yesterday. You can imagine the joy in my heart. I dunno what I was going but at that moment the phone rang in the classroom and Ms. Clueless AHEM (something in my throat) went to go pick it up. Looking at me she hung up the phone after a very confusing one-sided conversation. Apparently I was being called down to B-House. Enter suspenseful and dramatic music here. So I get down there, am forwarded to the cafeteria, and sit at a table with a bunch of other people already there. Most of them are juniors. Mr. Assistant Principal comes in... and tells us all about a Facebook fanpage we've all apparently had a hand in about a substitute teacher appropriately named... the Thorpedo.
People, do you even wanna know a person named "thorpedo"? She is a LEGEND in our town. She's only been there for like... what 80 odd years? A somewhat husky woman who enjoys torturing little schoolchildren and stealing candy from the teachers she is subbing for. No lie. So anyway a Facebook fanpage was made making fun of her usingthe name given to her awhile back and which has been passed down to each class ever since. Seriously, people who are out of COLLEGE were writing on this page.
Don't ask me why, but only about 10 people were called down to talk to DiLo. Go figure... I was one of them. Guys, I don't even remember what I wrote it was like something about breathing loudly. The point is I got in major trouble for it - the police were involved, my parents were pissed, the whole nine. All because some stupid mother ratted us out to the good old boys in blue downtown. Thanks buddy. Moral of the story: The Thorpedo and MnMs should say goodbye to one another.
ANYWAYS, who watched the grammyssss I know I... didn't. Missed it unfortunately. But I did catch Gaga and Elton's performance on Youtube the day after. Amaaaazing I might add. Lady Gaga is a subject for tomorrow's post but... lets just say that piano will be stolen if not chained up. Loved it. Alrighty thats about it. See yahh :)
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Who the Hell Wears Nike Airs with a Dress...
I have a really lost and confused look on my face as I hit that looming blue "New Post" button. I honestly don't have anything to say... This has been somewhat of a problem in this stage of my life. And so I reveal to you... all 0 of my followers... another one of my random epiphanies. One of my serendipitous realizations about my life that is usually kind of negative. This one is about my social relationships and what I wish I could change about them. Lyric class, for example. My pro-lyric class is filled with about 8 juniors and 2 freshman, only one of which I talk to. These girls friggen RULE the class. I want to be included, but I'm THAT kid. Ya know, the silent one on the edge who says something maybe every 20 minutes. BAH life ain't fair.
So often I find myself searching for something to say to fill the awkward silences. I even eavesdrop on conversations in Main Hall sometimes in an attempt to master the art of casual chitchat. Maybe I'm thinking about it too much. I have never been the quiet girl, but I am realizing that if I don't get my small-talking act together, I'll get there.
Dreaded Grade Update time! Okay guys... don't panic. But report cards come out TOMORROW. Oh shit. Tomorrow. What the HELL am I gonna do. I've kind of mapped out the whole parents explaining thing in my head. I figure I'll just give it to 'em straight.
"Dad, I want you to know that I'm taking ownership of this, it's my responsibility and it will get better. I start out fresh with an A+ at the beginning of this term and I am doing everything in my power to keep it at that level." Sound like BS? Yeah. That's cause it is.
ANYWAY, that's about it. Kay bye.
So often I find myself searching for something to say to fill the awkward silences. I even eavesdrop on conversations in Main Hall sometimes in an attempt to master the art of casual chitchat. Maybe I'm thinking about it too much. I have never been the quiet girl, but I am realizing that if I don't get my small-talking act together, I'll get there.
Dreaded Grade Update time! Okay guys... don't panic. But report cards come out TOMORROW. Oh shit. Tomorrow. What the HELL am I gonna do. I've kind of mapped out the whole parents explaining thing in my head. I figure I'll just give it to 'em straight.
"Dad, I want you to know that I'm taking ownership of this, it's my responsibility and it will get better. I start out fresh with an A+ at the beginning of this term and I am doing everything in my power to keep it at that level." Sound like BS? Yeah. That's cause it is.
ANYWAY, that's about it. Kay bye.
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