and i'm sure the view from heaven...

have we put too much emphasis on technology to the point of misusing it in in reference to nature? Are we trying to stop the course of nature with technology? What will be the consequences of our actions? I think that we have put too much emphasis on technology. We are utterly dependant upon it to keep us healthy, safe, warm, alive, etc. We trust that it will not fail us, and thus, when it does, we are shocked and at a loss as to what we should do. Humans cannot fully control nature. We can treat it, alter it, tame it, subdue it, and keep it at bay, but we cannot completely stop it. Instead of changing out actions to go with the consequences which flow out of nature, we come up with technology to cover our decadence and protect us from nature. When we make bad decisions, there is always a solution, always a pill to take, always a place to go to escape the consequences, always treatment to put off the results, but sometimes, it cannot be stopped. Rather than being wise and chaning our behavior to act in a manner which does not display decandence, we choose to relish our decadence and live with the consequences, but a subdued form of them. This is not a wise way to live.

I'm just so tired...

I'm so tired i don't even know what to write. my math teacher is horrible. he doesn't answer our questions and when we're confused he laughs at us. my speech teacher is horrible too. she brings her dog to class and chases it around and stuff. she brings her boyfriend too. the dog barks. her car broke down and she was like super really late so we left and now she's mad at us. she's not going to give our midterm review because she's mad. so we're all going to do bad on the midterm, but hey who cares. i do. but oh well. there's a sign that says ' get in touch with public safety' next to me. Rachel has orange and blue things on her keys. Elyse has an orange and pink purse. my purse has a black and white picture of a sailor and two girls at a restraunt on it. it's cute. a guy licked my hand today. it was kinda wierd. lol. like, back in the chivolrous days, guys would kiss your hand. i guess this is the modern replacement. lol. I could curl up on the floor and go to sleep right now. somehow i don't think that's going to happen. what is going to happen is that we're going to get out of class and i'm going to have to drive home for 45 minutes on a long straight road on which you cannot drive above about 62 or the cops will kills you. I'm tired. good bye.

When I'm a tourist, I'm usually not attracted to the great historical monuments and such which are supposed to be the highlight of a city or a town. I like to observe the people, eat the food, shop, walk around, and do everything without a tour guide. tour guides make me exceedingly angry, because I really don't want to know about the wife who died tragically and the husband who started communing with her spirit and in the garden and the brother who shot the other brother and all the other stuff that tour guides so generously tell you. I just want to see everything and experience it for myself, not have it analyzed in a pamphlet complete with color pictures. Being a tourist is fun because you get to step back from life and take a break from all the stress that normally plauges you, but there are certain aspectse of it that I do not enjoy. I do not enjoy being viewed as an outsider at any time, (unless there are people with whose behavior I do not wish to associate) and as a tourist, one constantly feels rather lost and forlorn, outside looking in or something. it's like in Europe where they play 'spot the American' and you can tell be the persons behavior that they are an outsider (well americans do tend to be slightly more flamboyant than Europeans, so this could have something to do with it.) but anywayz. tourists coming to where I live don't really bother me unless they're walking around taking pictures of everything in sight and...i don't know. that can get annoying. but in general, its kind of cool to have someone else like what you hate

Cry me a river...

Comment on Elyse's Blog:
thats absolutely terrible. I hate it when guys do things like that. it's cruel, and unkind, and jerky, and insensative, and every other negative adjective you can possibly think of. And yet...why do we girlz alwayz give them another change? *sigh* I suppose we'll never really know why. We just do lol. It's just so like random, the stuff guys do. it's like, 'i love you!' and then...'love? what? love who?' lol. anywayz. just too bad haha. ok. buh bye! :)

every new beginning comes from some other beginngin's end...

Comment on Rachel's blog:
You wrote about me!!!! that's so awesome!!! lol. well i like sitting beside you too, because our conversation make class interesting. I'm still in shock that you have so many siblings, but thats awesome. lol. we still need to find out the answer to our question, but i'm not about to ask it lol. And your right, i'm not very good with names, but hey! i know it most of the time lol. Ok. I'm done commenting lol.

i'll be right beside you dear...

The other day, I got into my car, and there was a giant cochroach. like huge. right there. i didn't scream or anything like that, i just kind of looked at it and it decided to go up into the engine. I guess that's where it went at least. I hope it burned up in there lol. normally, i kill flying, stinging insects and roaches with hair spray, large quantities of it. they kind of crawl around stiffly for a little while and the retreat into darkness where i assume they die because i never see them again. i had no hair spray with me in my car. perhaps i should start keeping that in there. I have nothing to say today. Yesterday, I brought my friend up here to campus so she could see it kuz she might come next semester. that would be fun. kuz we could ride together. I went to four nights in october the other night. it was really fun. I almost got killed. but its ok kuz i'm alive and it was a fun near death experience. I burned my hand yesterday. I have like a red welt thing on my knuckle. it hurt. but it'll go away.

I applied for a scholarship the other day. It was a poetry contest thingy. last year, i had to write a poem for english class, so i used that one, but the really funny thing was that my best friend (who also was in the english class) applied for the same scholarship with the poem she wrote for the same assignment. She did the spring one though, and I did the fall one. that's just really freaky though, because we hadn't talked about it at all, and out of hundreds and hundreds of scholarships, we picked the same one and decided to use the poems we wrote for the same assignment. Just a little strange, but that's ok lol. Hopefully we won't end up competing against each other on some other random scholarship. she wants to go to harvard or yale, so she's gonna need the scholarships to pay for 42 thousand a year lol. i got an 88 on my math test. *tears*. I have to have an A in the class. I have to. i'll pull it up lol. ok. i must go now.

I GOT A 99 ON MY HUMANITIES TEST!!!! yess!! lol.