Better to just sit and stare

I find it highly amusing how many people think they know what others are going through so often. It's a lofty flight from your world in a nice suburban home to relating to an amputee who served in operation: desert storm. "Oh? You lost your legs in a gun fight in the sands of the middle-east? I TOTALLY know how you feel!" Well...it's nice to think that you do, honey, but you really don't.

And this thought reminds me that classes resume next Tuesday. Honestly? I'm looking forward to my classes, but I'm not looking forward to hearing everybodys personal problems. This was so resentfully brought to my attention by posts on a certain unnamed website that read "sometimes I hate my life." Oh grow up. I've become very involved with people who have grown past the day-to-day drama that seems to revolve around school, and now I've adapted myself to the thought that not everybody I know has to hate their life, hate their family, and backstab everybody they know. Being crammed in a womb-like classroom with such pessimistic dolts is not my idea of fun. It's not quite hell for me, but then again, I haven't seen these people for two months.

Cross your crosses and hope that I can find a sane median!
-Doll

Cleanliness is next to homelessness

I rarely watch the news on account that I dissaprove in bringing my day down just so that I'm up to date on who was killed today. But the other day I just so happened to awaken from a nap to see the local news complaining about the amount of people getting evicted from their homes because of either A.) lack of money, B.)Lack of a greencard (what a concept). And I noticed something that was in fact rather odd, and I ask you, faithful new readers, what do you think? How come the houses that contain soon to be evictees are ALWAYS spotless? You never see the news cameras walk into the house to find a horrible mess do you? Dogs running amuck, children wearing paper-bags, pages of unpaid bills molding to the floor, held down by toys? No, you see a spotless white house with crosses adorning every door way, the good china set neatly on the table, vaccumed carpets, and children with their polos tucked into trousers playing with an equally clean poodle who's name is probably Fido.

But why are the people getting eveicted? They seem so nice! The answer is iminent when they open their mouths to complain and show off their tounge. Here's a sentence or two that shows the clear lack of education in this unnamed interview (please read phonetically), "I jus don understan! Why-ee are dey keeking me owt of my howth? I dinnt do nutin rong! Da state ees jus not gettin where I cum from, ya know?" Maybe if you spent 3 hours a week reading something other than the TV guide while looking for a new episode of "Yo Mamma." Maybe there's a reason that the rest of the world looks down on us. If the news showed some educated persons doing a rally downtown in the name of immigrant rights, and perhaps not somebody whos best english is "this isn't fair" we'd get just a smidge more respect.

I'm not down-sizing the people, I'm down-sizing the grammar.
Yay or nay, I've said my piece.
You've just seen the beginning.

-Doll