Saturday, May 31, 2003
The wondrous blogs have returned once again.
Ahh, what a boring, little Saturday..nothing to do but stare out into the vastness of it all and ponder my place in the world. While cleaning out my room today, I find some old CDs (back in the 'honky-tonk days') I know, gross. I have the pleasure of tending to my kid brother all afternoon/night. Cory might come by and keep me company..although I find this highly unlikely, being that neither of us have licences..or rides. Who knows, perhaps he will get the sudden urge to walk a few miles?
Anyway, I got a little sun today. This was good, because I've been spending a lot of my time indoors, for fear of having to interact with other people. People easily get on my nerves. I wonder if I'm becoming a..'social outcast'. Ha, I've been hanging around the --as my parents call them "punks"-- skaters lately, and my parents keep telling me I should wear more color and asking if I'm doing drugs. Parents have that tendancy to blow things out of porportion sometimes. I mean, of course we've all had our fair share of tonics, but I certaintly do not have a "color" issue. I wear plenty of color. Damn those parental assumptions. Infact, damn all assumptions. If I could hand-pick the one thing i absolutely loath in this life is people making something out of nothing, or out of what they see. Now, read on before you think me hypocritical. Of course I judge. Although I wish I didn't. That I could percieve nothing but the true honesty --or dishonesty, for that matter-- of a person... I wonder..do the blinds lack this inferiority? HA. And who says the disabled are futile. Quite possibly just another assumption..
Ahh, what a boring, little Saturday..nothing to do but stare out into the vastness of it all and ponder my place in the world. While cleaning out my room today, I find some old CDs (back in the 'honky-tonk days') I know, gross. I have the pleasure of tending to my kid brother all afternoon/night. Cory might come by and keep me company..although I find this highly unlikely, being that neither of us have licences..or rides. Who knows, perhaps he will get the sudden urge to walk a few miles?
Anyway, I got a little sun today. This was good, because I've been spending a lot of my time indoors, for fear of having to interact with other people. People easily get on my nerves. I wonder if I'm becoming a..'social outcast'. Ha, I've been hanging around the --as my parents call them "punks"-- skaters lately, and my parents keep telling me I should wear more color and asking if I'm doing drugs. Parents have that tendancy to blow things out of porportion sometimes. I mean, of course we've all had our fair share of tonics, but I certaintly do not have a "color" issue. I wear plenty of color. Damn those parental assumptions. Infact, damn all assumptions. If I could hand-pick the one thing i absolutely loath in this life is people making something out of nothing, or out of what they see. Now, read on before you think me hypocritical. Of course I judge. Although I wish I didn't. That I could percieve nothing but the true honesty --or dishonesty, for that matter-- of a person... I wonder..do the blinds lack this inferiority? HA. And who says the disabled are futile. Quite possibly just another assumption..
