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July 27 Automatic EverythingI was looking through this blog archive thing, and realized I haven't actually ranted in a while. Is it because there's nothing to rant about? No. Actually, when I started getting headaches is basically when I stopped ranting so much. Now I'm on two different prescriptions. One I took through all of last semester every night, now I just take it when I get a headache, and new ones I take every night to prevent headaches. (Stay with me here, I have a point). Here's the thing. The new drugs are for anxiety. Isn't anxiety a part of your personality? It might not be a good part, but it's there. And so far it's only been minorly debilitating. I can deal with it. And if I can't right now, I can figure out a way to deal with it, without being prescribed something. My problem is with everyone taking prescriptions for everything. Especially mental things. Like depression. I know, I know, some people have a disease that does cause them to be depressed. BUT... I have a huge problem with a binch of teenagers on anti-depressants. It's called being a teenager! You're gonna get drepressed every once in a while! Sometimes for seemingly no reason whatsoever. We don't need doctors prescribing all these things. People are being insane. Just because you feel crappy every once in a while doesn't mean you have depression. Just because your side hurts it doesn't mean you have appendicitis. It isn't just hypochondriacs anymore... the majority of the population claims to have some disease. Or, claims something to be a disease, when it isn't. (heh, like that episode of South Park about alcoholism. "I have a disease!" "No you don't, you just need to stop drinking.")
This must be the disease for you
Scientists call this disease bromadrosis
But us regular folk who wear tennis shoes
Or maybe the occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of
STINK FOOT
There's something else. I don't drink. Well, I mean I don't get drunk. I have my reasons not to, but I'm always asking people their reasons FOR drinking. One thing people say a lot is "It makes me able to act like myself." When I question this, they tell me that since their inhibitions are lowered, so they can act more freely. I hate to rain on your drunken parade, but inhibitions are part of your personality. Some people are more open, some people are shy. If you're a normally shy person, but you're drunk and all over some guy, how is that acting like yourself? Bullshiznit I say.
One more thing. I'm out of shcool now, so I guess I should have complained earlier, but whaddya gonna do. It's about resource. Especially in junoir high. I remember being in grade 8 or 9, and seeing kids being taken out of the class randomly to go to resource. Which is all good. I'm all for people getting extra help when they need it. But, here's where my issue begins. When we were about to start a test, the resource kids would be rounded up and taken away. They were given different tests, and helped with absolutely anything they had questions about. In normal classes when you have a question about something on the test, you're told tough luck. You should have studied more. Then in high school there was Foundations Math, Foundations English... that basically every knew as the dumbass courses. I can completely understand if you don't do so well in math or English, but once again, these kids ever being given unfair advantages bcause THEY COUDLN'T DO THE WORK. What the hell! In grade 11 I remember them being given an entire week to do their exam, in grade 12 they didn't even have to do the provincial exam. The way I see it, this is fucking these kids over. They've now gone through junoir high and high school with the idea that if they're bad at something, they're just given an easier task. That's not the way it works in the real world. In conclusion: Extra help = Yay. Resouce = Dumbest fucking thing ever.
The Coolest Song in the World this week: B Movie Boxcar Blues by Delbert McClinton
Next I hopped a train with a hobo woman, Said she was from Texas too. The way she did, what she did, what she did, what she did to me, made me think of you. Yeah honey made me think of you. Doing my best to get back to you, Ain't nothing I'd rather do, Look for me Sunday, Hope I'll be there, honey With something special just for you, Yeah a little something special just for you July 16 Female singers that don't suck.Female singers I actually like. (Because I keep forgetting.)
And that's all I can think of. I guess my problems with chicks singing is the high pitched voices, and the whining and moaning. Just SING goddamnit. July 14 The captain is a one armed dwarf.It's mid July already? What? There's a lot of bikes in Shediac. I can't get the tattoo I've been working on forever. It'll cost too much. And I'm not the one paying for it. My sister is. I drew hers. This is payment. Anyway. I've gone with something incredibly simpler. But very very awesome. In my mind at least. I need to figure out what I want to be for Halloween. Any suggestions? I'm in such a funk. I don't know what to do with myself. I have a big urge to go for a bike ride. But it's not flat here like it is in Shediac. So many hills. I hope Aaron isn't being eaten by a tornado. I hope Yelli gets some sleep. I hope this gash in my hand doesn't scar. My bruises are many in number and delightful in colour. I like it when coloured pencils are already sharpened for you. But they get dull really quick. I added another Johnny Depp movie to my small collection. I wish people didn't automatically assume he's a dink. Just because he's popular among the brainless teenage girls doesn't mean he sucks. The Coolest Song in the World for this week is: If the sun refused to shine Thank You by Led Zeppelin
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