World of Warcraft and All of The Racial Divisions

Even though I do not play, I find World Of Warcraft very, very cool. I just usually watch Rampage play because I don't have it at my house. I am trying to get all of the races straight, because I don't have it all down yet. The Night Elves are the best, next to the humans. There are also dwarfs, and...something else, I couldn't understand what Rampage said just now. But I do know that if you are on the Horde side, you can be a Blood Elf, an undead, Taurin (a cow), an Orc (as in Lord of the Rings I think), and troll. Back to the good side... and then there are gnomes and Draeneis, which are like wierd looking. Star Warsish...with hooves. Got it? I do now. I just thought I would share, even though Winged Ham Ham already knew this. Peace, peeps.

*Sigh*

Well, what can I say? My day was amazing until I started talking to rampage and we were talking about Photographer. I just want to push him from my mind because all he does nowadays is irritate me...and it's irritating...which is really redundant, but whatever. I just really wish I could do something about it, but I don't have the heart to. I just don't. I will say, however, that my day, aside from him, was amazing. People were just really amicable today, and my friend played Lynyrd Skynyrd's (I have no idea if I spelled it right) "Simple Man" and it was amazing. I've only ever heard the Shinedown rendition of the song, but I love it, music, lyrics, and vocals and all. It's pretty amazing. It makes me smile. Which, is a big deal.

New Blog!

My teacher informed me about a new database, so I am trying that one out peeps! I haven't done anything to it yet, so don't even think about asking me for a link, because I will post it when the blog has substantial bloggage, as tigerspwn would say. Anyway, peace out.

CXS

English Class

We are reading poetry in English. I hate it, and that's putting it mildly. I feel that poetry is too restricting to my writing style and I can't rhyme to save my life. Anyway. All these poets talk about is death. Wow. I really don't find anyone's fascination with death. Okay, maybe I do, but I would get pretty depressed if all I wrote about was death. Why not write about life, and all of its possibilities? Life is just as mysterious as death. But, the only thing that sets it apart is the fact that you live life with other people. I think that is what is really irritating me. The fact that my teacher and classmates keep talking about how people die alone. Everyone dies alone. No one can die with you. It is a solitary journey that you have face by yourself. No one can die for you. The class to which I am tired of because they are so irritating, also said that it wasn't comforting that death was inevitable. IT SHOULD BE COMFORTING! IT COMFORTS ME! It happens to everyone, it is concrete. What happens afterward may not be, but it can't be that hard. Trillions of people have died before us. People need to get over their fears, because they are just hiding and this is not a monster that will ignore you. It will hear you heartbeat as you hide behind your bravado and openness. And it will claim you nonetheless.

Governor's School for the Arts and Humanities

Current Music: "Remedy for Love" School Boy Humor

Okay, I fully intend pursuing my writing as a career. One of my choices is the Governor's School, which lends its name to this post. It has many, many upsides. I will be able to spend more time on my writing, and I will get the input of other writers, and my music selection will widen without the censorship of my parents. But is all of that worth leaving behind what I love. I told a friend who is having this same dilemma: "Do not let anything, or anyone get in the way of your dream." I dream of being a published author, and I think about my advice and it makes me sound like a hypocrite because I am letting people be an obstacle in the way of my dream. I don't know if I could leave all of my friends that I have now to pursue something that may not work out later in life. They say that some things are a one time chance, and I wonder if this is one of those times. I know that I can get in, it's not a question. Not to boast, or be prideful, but I can write. I want to, and maybe I need to find something else. I don't know what to do, people. I need help.

Unexpected

Okay, this is totally unprecedented. Right now, I am listening to The Starting Lines' "Bedroom Talk" courtesy of a certain someone who sits beside me in a certain class. I was surprised that I would actually like this kid. He's just so cool!!! Anyway, I just felt like talking about how unexpected life is. For example, last week, my mother and I were pulling out and we got in a car accident. It really put into perspective that saying Carpe Diem. It really bugged me, that little escapade, but it made me appreciate life, even though it wasn't really a near death experience. It's hard to explain, that feeling that life is so new, so fresh like that piece of paper that a writer sits before, trying to portray their thoughts onto through the ink of their pen, and the words of their heart. Like autumn. That cycle before death, that life that you know only has a limited time. People don't realize that we only have a limited time. Eighty years may not seem like a limited amount of time, but even now to me, a teen, it really is limited, and I fully intend to press my life to the limit...without doing drugs or getting thrown in jail. You can still have fun without breaking the law.

More Photographer...Surprise, Surprise.

Yeah, so everyone knows who photographer is, and if you don't then you don't know me. I want to tell you about him. And what he did for me today. Well, we will call my ex-boyfriend Aviator, referring to his car and a horrible conversation we had last year about the car. Anyway, he just got another car and he was trying to get me to go see it and Photographer saved me! And then he said something really wierd about Aviator being madly in love with me, and I laughed and said, "Hilarious!" And Photographer is like, "I could be madly in love with you." And then he said something else, and I didn't catch it because one of his friends was talking to him and I was mad, but decided not to pursue the subject, because I really didn't want to show I was interested. Because that would be bad.

Mobilize

This is for the people who care what happens to this country. This website was given to me by someone I know, so I checked it out. I recommend that you go and check this out! It's www.mobilize.org. And if the URL is messed up from this page, go type it in yourself, because I don't know if it will work from my page. But, yeah, it's really interesting and I'm actually going to go look at it some more, but I thought y'all should know!