Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.


Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.


Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.


Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.


You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.


Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.


With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Devil by my side

My favorite David Usher song right now; Devil by my side. For all those poor souls that I keep on playing this to this will be the last time I'm going to force you to deal with it. The rest of the time it just pops up not of my doing...or is it?...
Any how. I love the lyrics and a few folks in my school will soon be seeing random pieces of paper, which will probably have snippets on them. Marilyn we really do have to get on that cuz I'm excited!
So here are the lyrics, enjoy.

Believe in hope
Believe in fate
Believe in things I can't fight
Believe in truth
Believe in slavery...but it’s only the television kind
Believe that light will find a way
Believe in jets as they blow into the sky
Believe in you
Believe in me and all of these things.

Devils by my side
And the freaks are out
We're in force tonight
And you opened me wide
'Cuz its cold in there
and its warm outside

Believe that hate will never die
Believe in sex and love in a dangerous time
Believe in grace, and your intelligence
Believe in exploring the corners of the mind
Believe your truth is not my truth
Believe that god can exist with many faces at one time
Believe that we will find a way through all of these things

Devils by my side
And the freaks are out
We're in force tonight
And you opened me wide
'Cuz its cold in there
and its warm outside

Believe in hope, believe in faith
Believe in things I can't fight
Believe that somewhere I've seen war…but it’s only the television kind

Devils by my side
And the freaks are out
We're in force tonight
And you opened me wide
'Cuz its cold in there
and its warm outside

Talk when you realize
That you'll never have what you’re trying to find

Are you smiling?

High velocity metamorphysis

I woke up this morning the happy summer Cathy. It doesn't matter anymore what happens in my dreams or even what’s happening anywhere else (bar Iraq and other war torn areas, as the torture of a human spirit vexes me). This is my brain working again; I think it took a break for a month or so. But back to pleasant repression, I like it damb it, don't tell me that I have to deal with things cuz' I don't wanna.
I'm a child at heart and you can tell by the way I argue; I pout. But hey I think this is the best way to live because everyday is a new adventure (thanks dad for teaching me that). If my plan ultimately fails to end my life before I become depressingly old, I'm looking forward the alsymers; you get to meet new people and tell new stories every single day. Awesome.
My new CD's are getting played relentlessly. I love David Usher. It’s weird because he has depressing lyrics but happy music, which balances out nicely.
Any-who I should be off to school. Yay! People!...and a physics in class assignment...*thud* and a math quiz...O-well
All is well in the land of the Who.

Birth mothers day!?

Did all you people, the non-existent readers, know that the preverbal 'they' want to create a "Birth Mothers Day". So that all those people that just had the kid can have a day and feel special. What amazing importance to people find in these sanctioned days? Can't they just make one up for themselves and leave the rest of the population that will resent this move alone!? I know I hate the whole idea. Sure I know that some mothers can't keep their kids, that it was the best thing to do. I get that. But why-o-why do they need a day? Won't this just be an awful reminder for them that they don't have their kid and that their not a mother just a birth-mother. I think that would sting. Ulterior motives; my mother doesn't deserve a day. But don't think I haven't though about it for other people, I try to be un-biased about these things.

...Ok this was just a rant...ignore it if you like, so that you may sleep at night in your world of ignorance and no real thought.


That wasn't directed at anybody so you can calm down now...

Baby animals and candy on trees

BE HAPPY!
*waves hands around & runs away*

Organic Gummybears

Since I've been banned, by martins mother, from refined sugars I have had to find other, more expensive in the long run, alternatives. Those being, today, orgainc gummy bears and dates. Ewwwww. Dates. They make me think I'm throwing up...I'm sure I'm not but thats the texture and taste they posses. They should be outlawed.

It's snowing...maybe it will kill all those bastard leaves on the trees. I wish they would stay dead, but nooooooo they have to live again. I like them when their green and lush but I hate them when their coming back and dieing.

Must think of something earthshatteringly happy to post...
I WON! bwahahahahaha, I was right. Martin and I had a bet going on weather Lex or his mother killed the baby. Smallville refrence if you don't get it yet. I was right. It was the mother, the whole after birth depression thing going on. I win I win I win
OK I'm done now.

Onward to eating things that make me thing I'm throwing up...yum.