"It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees." -Dolores Ibarruri
Well. Have any of you ever listen to Gasolina and wonder "What the fuck is Daddy Yankee saying?" I sure as hell have. Ok I'm still upset about the Oilers loosing. Their still winners in my heart. But the cup belongs to Canada. Tuesday, I managed to dislocate my knee..fall to my face, sprain my wrist, burst my lip open and get cuts all over my body. Wonderful. Oh and prom is next Wednesday. GREAT. My knee is doing pretty damn great...but as for my wrist and lip... umm...OUCH. I'm still in a bit of shock that high school is over. Not that I care. But I kinda do. I'll miss all the day time drama. You know when you watch passions or y&r and a scene comes on where your just like "where the fuck have I seen that before?...Oh yea! Winston Churchill." Hahaha. Shit I'm going to miss Datoo and Mary...Lia..Raj..Jenny..Rashid..and most of all...tamil-rama. Man. The good days of making fun of them. The more I think about it. I wonder what I'll miss about Datoo, but I've come to the conclusion that it's his ability to make me smile. Well. KAJRA RE!!! I have no clue what that means.
Dissappointed?
Good.
I don't know how dark/gothic art can be disturbing. It's art you stupid mother fuckers. And If we're disturbed, then your a closed-minded, fake, ignorant fuck face. Some of you churchill girls are so FAKE. "Fuh real yo". Most of you are graduating and you can't even speak english!! When did "Fuh" become a word in the English language? And you complain about Shakespeare? I bet he's turning in his grave. And what is it with some of you and soca music? You big up some tracks and think it's the greatest thing in the world. You don't even take the time to look back on the history of the music of the Islands. For you girls who THINK your all that. Sad news. Your not. Popularity means NOTHING. You apply 10 pounds of make up to your ugly face...and you think you can get any guy you want? Umm, no. Even testosterone looks for personality once in a while. Case: Your dog dies. The loaner kids with only a few friends...Those friends will surround that person with love and always provide a shoulder to cry on. The popular girl with 50 + friends.. only about 2 of those 50+ might give a shit. So what does that say? Popularity doesn't mean you have a lot of friends. It just means your putting on a show for one to many people. Dumb retards.
I'm not anti-social. I just hate people.
It always amazes me how memories can hurt us so deeply. Everytime I think back to all the days spent and wasted on Dru..it tears me up a bit inside, and I often spend days trying to repair myself. But in the end. I'd repeat over and over again if I had to. Everytime I got to see, touch and hear him. He left such beautiful imprints upon my life. I am so grateful to know a young man so wonderful as him.
Does death change our views on our life and the world we live in? I believe so. After Terrence went away, I found myself more into rock, more into Gothic art. More into politics. I've always loved the sweet sounds of Green Day, but I feel that I now understand the deeper meanings to their lyrics.
I am so inlove with his body art. I can't wait to get my own. I want the staff too, the symbol of death and my stars. Billie Joe makes me happy. I don't what it is about him. He gives me this delightful feeling of peace and freedom.
"Justice is conscience, not a personal conscience but the conscience of the whole of humanity. Those who clearly recognize the voice of their own conscience usually recognize also the voice of justice."
-Alexander Solzhenitsyn.
I have not yet made a conclusion on what I believe justice is. But it wasn't Terrence's death. It isn't Amy Fisher or Karla Halmolka (W.e the fuck her name is). I know that I don't believe in the theory "two wrongs don't make a right". It's bullshit. IF you do follow it. Then I think your a moron.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
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