Wednesday, February 20, 2002
Congrats! You're a Punk! ![]() Take the The "What Teen Label Do You Fit Into Most?" Quiz! by antiperfectplaid is played out. politics is pretty stupid, since most of the people running this place are pretty stupid, i USED to love messenger bags. well i still do, but i dont use them as much because its bad for my back. woo! aaaaand... uhm.. nazis are stupid (and i am NOT a nazi baby-eater, regardless of what stupid william and alex may say. losers.) so yeah i guess this is kinda right on.
Thursday, February 14, 2002
i was just watching that special on mtv with Colin Powell and all the people from the other countries. i found it very interesting. i hope we talk about it in government class tomorrow, but seeing as my teacher likes to talk about NOTHING, i dont think we will, so i'll cover it here. i didnt get to see all of the program, because i was doing other things while i was watching, but i did see most of it. while i was watching, something hit me. there were many people asking questions to Secretary Colin Powell who were from middle eastern countries. theres one kid in particular that really sticks into my memory. i forget his name, and even if i remembered it, i probably wouldnt be able to spell it out here. Anyway, he was an 18 (or something) year old Afgani kid who was there with his father and brother. he mentioned that members of his family, including his mother, were murdered by the taliban (and that really affected me, btw). he asked Secretary Powell why the US government didnt seem to care about what the Taliban was doing in Afghanistan until after the 9-11 attacks. Another guy who sticks out in my memory was a guy from Egypt (i think, i dont really remember) who felt that the US feels that American lives are of more importance and value than the thousands and thousands have died in middle eastern countries for over 50 years. I've come to realize that these people really, really resent the US government, and think that we're hypocrites and have double-standards. To tell you the truth, if i was living in the conditions that many of those people live in every day, i would resent the US too. What worries me is that these people are from my generation. Many of the people there were in their late teens and early twenties. theyre not very much older than myself. they've grown up in the same era that ive grown up in. They are just as much the future of this world as i am and as other people in my generation are. this brings up fears because if theyre so young, and they already resent the united states, what does this mean for the future? I wonder what these young people will turn into when they grow older. They are angry at the united states for not getting involved, for not trying to help sooner. I wonder if this resentment and this anger will carry over into their mature adult-hood. and if so, what will this mean for the future of the conflict between the middle eastern countries and America? Will these people grow up the be terrorists? will they lead the world into world war three? These people have been through so much in their young lives. One girl said that she wishes that she and her friends could go out to clubs and recreations without worries, just like American teenagers. She wishes that she didnt have to worry everytime she goes out that there will be an attack someplace, just like American Teenagers. It makes me sad that they cant have normal lives like we do, and it makes me angry at my peers for taking our lives for granted. As i'm writing this blog, i think of other peoples journals and blogs that ive read in the past. it amazes me how depressed and pathetic so many American teenagers are. Just yesterday, i read the blog of a girl i know from AOL. in her latest entry, she said that she cut her wrists *again*. it makes me so angry to think that American teenagers take their lives for granted so much. Look at what we have. Sure, our lives arent perfect. But at least many of us in America can go clubbing and can go to the movies or a football game or a school dance without having to worry about whether or not someones going to bomb the place we're at out of anger at the government. We have so much freedom, while there are people around the world Starving, Homeless, dying in the streets, who have no one to care for them. It sickens me that so many of my peers hate their lives so much that they try to end them. I am American, and i have pride and faith in my country. But looking at my generation, and the kind of people that are my age, and what their views are now, i worry for the future of my country. i worry about the safety of my children (should i ever decide to degrade myself and have some), all because of the egotism and selfishness of my peers.
Wednesday, February 13, 2002
i'm watching camp nowhere. i love this movie. even though its so freekin dumb. i had a bad day. i have them a lot lately. i have a headache since i had my hair up in braids and they were really, really tight. i hate my father. i kinda hope he dies. ok. i totally hope he dies. he might go back to jail. because he didnt fulfill part of the agreement from the restraining order. but the hearing isnt until march 11th. i'm counting the days. tomorrows the marriage booth. lots of people are planning to do it. i hope we make some major moola. if its a hit, we're gonna do it again some other time. we're gonna blow bubbles on the couples and make them feel all pretty-like. but yeah i might not be able to work the first lunch session because i have an ASL test. blargh. mrs. williams guilt tripped me. Me: I might have to miss the first half of class. because of the marriage booth thing. is there a time when i can make it up? Ms Williams: Well you're gonna have to decide which is more important: a test, or a fund raiser. Me: Can i leave class when i'm done. Ms. Williams: sure. so yay. poop for tests. i have one tomorrow in tv production too. i hate that class. its boring and stupid and boring. and stupid. and there are these retarded people behind me who cant even speak english. all they do is scream and sing stupid songs in broken english. stupid esol kids. i feel like hitting them. if theyre gonna come to America, they better damn well learn english more quickly. i think i'll do another prose for debate tomorrow. i need to raise my grade. i got a b on my prose, but only a c+ on my poetry. i'm gonna cut down part of Alice's interation with the Caterpillar and do that for my prose. Lurch did his prose today. it was interesting, but good God that boy is boring. there is nothing at all interesting about him. sheez. kelli says i have "angry black woman syndrome." i think thats strange. since i'm not black. and i'm not usually angry. i just cant tolerate large groups of stupid people. small groups of stupid people either. ok. i cant tolerate stupid people in general. is that sooooooooo bad? *blink blink* ![]()
**celisse
Saturday, February 09, 2002
Listening To: Remy Zero - "Save Me" agh! i'm such a ditz. i just finished designing the crappy layout and theme for Alive, and i already want to change it! not because i dont like it, i do, sorta. But yeah now i'm listening to something of a completely different theme and its like "woo lets change it!". gah. i bet i'll have a new layout or something for this crappy site within the next month, but knowing myself, i'll get bored and forget all about it. :)
See which Greek Goddess you are. hrm. i dont know about the aphrodite one. i dont know whether to be proud or frightened by the second quiz:
whatever
Wednesday, February 06, 2002
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