Is it just me, or is the whole world an ignorant blob?
MAN. So I'm talking to a friend today, and they're all, homophobic, which, I'm sure if you asked them (notice the non-sex, I'm making a point, not picking on someone kids), they'd scream as you irrationally and tell you they are "SO NOT!" so anyway, out of nowhere, they brings up sexuality, in a very ignorant way.
Not only is this the stupidest thing this person has said since, I dunno, the last stupid thing they said, it was incredibly offensive. I was utterly disgusted.
I hate ignorance and homophobia, I hate stupid people, and I seem to be surrounded by them.
When is someone going to be happy when their own friends lie, fake, cheat and bag them out FOR NO FUCKING REASON.
So I propose a toast, to all that are not ignorant, offensive assholes.
Yours truly,
Stacey
Saturday, 27 October 2007
Tuesday, 16 October 2007
The freedom, the love, the summer.
I think I'm in love,
With summer.
The first day, of what I consider summer just happened. It was a turning point, I think, in my own life, where I have considered life as more than just school, School feels eternal, but it's really not. It's only for a short time and then it's gone. 13 years for me, plus another few depending on what I decide, in the end, to get into.
I'm going to be a Journalist this week, as I've been told I'm a good writer by some, and I can see where I am lacking in this, as well as being in love with expressing opinion, and travel, as I will be able to do further travel through the job, if I manage to be a foreign correspondent like I'd love to do.
I have 6 school days left, and none of them are "full days." In fact, one of them is only one period.
I'm going to be so sad to see school go but so happy when it's all finally over. I can't wait for life to begin in a new and exciting way.
As my English teach says, every day is my last something at school (he's been saying it all year, to annoy me, but eh), "today is your last September 4th - 5th! (sorry) that you are going to be trying to get out of a SAC early and not going to succeed." and my Drama teach was telling the class today that hey, this is the end of school for you guys, and next year you can be whatever you want to be, if you were more shy, you can become move outgoing so on, as you can be what you want to be, that perhaps you were not able to be throughout high school, you may have felt trapped for whatever reason, and now you will be free.
I could only feel that this may be directed at me, but I was not sure, maybe it was her own personal feelings about us all, or about herself. Maybe I was just letting my tremendous ego run away with me.
There is so much I want to achieve in life and I don't want to get stuck, I think I will perhaps strive to not get stuck, I'm not sure if that's good to admit, but the word "freedom" being carved into my desk is a giveaway to my obsession.
I love writing as I can be as confident as I want to be in my approach, whereas I can not be confident in my speech, something I am clearly in lacking.
There is so much out there and I think my feelings of inspiration may be mirroring the weather, I don't know, but all I know is that I love nights like tonight, those good 'ole summer nights of relief after hot summer days. Just like school, graduation will be the relief for many after this marathon we have all been running.
'Till next time,
Stacey
With summer.
The first day, of what I consider summer just happened. It was a turning point, I think, in my own life, where I have considered life as more than just school, School feels eternal, but it's really not. It's only for a short time and then it's gone. 13 years for me, plus another few depending on what I decide, in the end, to get into.
I'm going to be a Journalist this week, as I've been told I'm a good writer by some, and I can see where I am lacking in this, as well as being in love with expressing opinion, and travel, as I will be able to do further travel through the job, if I manage to be a foreign correspondent like I'd love to do.
I have 6 school days left, and none of them are "full days." In fact, one of them is only one period.
I'm going to be so sad to see school go but so happy when it's all finally over. I can't wait for life to begin in a new and exciting way.
As my English teach says, every day is my last something at school (he's been saying it all year, to annoy me, but eh), "today is your last September 4th - 5th! (sorry) that you are going to be trying to get out of a SAC early and not going to succeed." and my Drama teach was telling the class today that hey, this is the end of school for you guys, and next year you can be whatever you want to be, if you were more shy, you can become move outgoing so on, as you can be what you want to be, that perhaps you were not able to be throughout high school, you may have felt trapped for whatever reason, and now you will be free.
I could only feel that this may be directed at me, but I was not sure, maybe it was her own personal feelings about us all, or about herself. Maybe I was just letting my tremendous ego run away with me.
There is so much I want to achieve in life and I don't want to get stuck, I think I will perhaps strive to not get stuck, I'm not sure if that's good to admit, but the word "freedom" being carved into my desk is a giveaway to my obsession.
I love writing as I can be as confident as I want to be in my approach, whereas I can not be confident in my speech, something I am clearly in lacking.
There is so much out there and I think my feelings of inspiration may be mirroring the weather, I don't know, but all I know is that I love nights like tonight, those good 'ole summer nights of relief after hot summer days. Just like school, graduation will be the relief for many after this marathon we have all been running.
'Till next time,
Stacey
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Friday, 5 October 2007
Ignorance, it's pretty blissful, eh?
Ignorance is bliss, but there are sometimes, when those that have to deal with the sick, sad excuses for "normal" people they see every day, just want to slap some of them out.
I'm so sick of people and theirSTUPID arguments, sure, there are poor and hungry in our own country, sure our own country has problems, but compared to others, we are a lot better off, there are ways to help the people over here who can't or don't want to work, there is welfare, The government will support you. We have one of the best welfare system's in the world, in Australia.
In other countries, the government takes advantage of its citizen to such an extent that it turns a blind eye to things like forced labor, poverty and famine.
And, even worse still, there are those countries, where the government is the one doing the harm. Places like Burma and Sudan, among many others, and so many westerners, who can, believe it or not, at least try to do something, don't. Why? Because we're lazy, because we want someone else to, because it's too hard, because it's too sad. So what, it's sad, it's depressing, it makes you sick to your stomach, and kids, it's suppose to. Instead of ignoring this, you are suppose to do something! Why do you think you have these feelings? They don't exist for the hell of it.
What sparked this, you may wonder. As you would be right to, many things started me on my walk down the garden path, to this rant I'm at now. But the straw that broke the camel's back was one of my friends using the age old argument that we need to deal with our own country's problems before we deal with those of other countries. For this, I will refer to the following poem, I don't really need to say much more.
They came first for the Communists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Catholics,
and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.
Then they came for me,
and by that time no one was left to speak up.
Who will help, if there is no-one left to help? Freedom is essential. Please never forget that. If we don't fight for other peoples freedom, we can have little hope of retaining our own. Haman's are good at turning away when the movie gets gory, too good, even.
I'm so sick of people and their
In other countries, the government takes advantage of its citizen to such an extent that it turns a blind eye to things like forced labor, poverty and famine.
And, even worse still, there are those countries, where the government is the one doing the harm. Places like Burma and Sudan, among many others, and so many westerners, who can, believe it or not, at least try to do something, don't. Why? Because we're lazy, because we want someone else to, because it's too hard, because it's too sad. So what, it's sad, it's depressing, it makes you sick to your stomach, and kids, it's suppose to. Instead of ignoring this, you are suppose to do something! Why do you think you have these feelings? They don't exist for the hell of it.
What sparked this, you may wonder. As you would be right to, many things started me on my walk down the garden path, to this rant I'm at now. But the straw that broke the camel's back was one of my friends using the age old argument that we need to deal with our own country's problems before we deal with those of other countries. For this, I will refer to the following poem, I don't really need to say much more.
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Catholics,
and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant.
Then they came for me,
and by that time no one was left to speak up.
Who will help, if there is no-one left to help? Freedom is essential. Please never forget that. If we don't fight for other peoples freedom, we can have little hope of retaining our own. Haman's are good at turning away when the movie gets gory, too good, even.
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