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Friday, April 13, 2001
It's Friday the 13th, Recap time: I'm superstitious, b/c my mom died on a Friday 13th Happy Good Friday! Hope Easter is as cool too. I'm going back to work soon woohoo! Let me practice that:Would you like to supersize it? No seriously, I've been stalling on college for way too long. I can't seem to make up my mind what I want to do. The only thing comes easy for me is learning different languages, but what kind of job can I get? Even though I speak Spanish fluently, I've learned that companies will hire illegal aliens first! You can't beat that deal, they are native to the language and the labor is cheap. Why does saying illegal aliens sound so racist to me? The truth is their ancestors were here first, especially if they are Mexican. So why do they have to go through so much just to get here. I haven't slept in a couple of days and for some reason when I try to publish my posts it just keeps saying " transferring files..." It never gets to the last published part. In my mind I start bitching about those damn people that use their weblog like a discussion board, duh thats what BlogVoices is for. Now I'm way off topic. The point to this what do I go to college for thing is: physics. I keep a journal (non-cpu powered) of all things that happen in physics. It's something I've wanted to do since I got into chaos theory, but my self-esteem is low and I don't think I'm smart enough. Plus I never bother to learn the math behind Physics, just the essence of the theories. Physics requires accuracy which in turn requires meticulous personality. I hate having to deal with the small details, but in Physics the small details can mean your life if you screw them up. I'm waiting for my big sis to return with the Ny-Quil, I haven't slept in at least 48 hours... I can't. I think it's because of this world, there's too much going on and I'm afraid if I miss it then something bad will happen. I also fear becoming a drone. Going to a job everyday that is really meaningless. It's painful remembering how when I was a little girl I thought I was going to be somebody of importance one day. I'm just a piece of grit on some evil god's plate! Speaking of god, is there one? I figured with all this "dark energy in the universe", parallel universes, stem cells liposuction fat, streps genome fully sequenced, that somebody could tell me if there really is dog or not. because if there wasn't a god I would just end it all, right now I'm too scared there is one. And have you noticed that most people if you look at them for a while seem like they have mild retardation, there is way too much inbreeding or sth. My dad's girlfriend has this lighter that plays Fur Elise/Alise(?). Everytime she lights a cigarette I feel like choking the shit out of her! Grrrrrrrrr!
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