Living Life On A $1.96

I just spent the half hour walking around in the rain, trying in vain to keep myself from crying, tears mixing with the piercing droplets before my shielded eyes.

Guilt is a thing I've rarely experienced, well true guilt, not a fake guilt that is used to make the other person feel better. I can't handle this type of guilt. This guilt will eat at me, sink into my flesh like a japanese water torture, drip by drip till it drills through my skull to my brain, yet even then the parallel to japanese water torture wouldn't even begin to touch how my soul is, it is falling apart at the seams, tearing preconcieved notions and releasing feelings i didn't know possible, some good some bad.

Yet, I am right now only focusing on myself when there is someone out there that is hurting a terrible hurt, who I hurt deeply without realizing it, and you I continued to hurt by my denial of self and of truth. By hurting him I've wounded myself in the process and am not fit to live the life I've been living. If I'm ever going to live a life I'm proud of I'm going to have to change right now.

Kyle, I love you.

I'm so sorry I hurt you.

Anything I say is an illusion; it is not real. It is only a manifestation of thoughts that are comprised to protect the thoughts that are comprised to protect the thoughts that are comprised to protect the thoughts. Do not believe what I say, only believe what you see in my eyes.

Anything I say is an illusion, it is not real, it is only a manifestation of thoughts that are comprised to protect the thoughts that are comprised to protect the thoughts that are comprised to protect the thoughts. Do not believe what I say, only believe what you see in my eyes.

When we take the earth and use it for our own benefits without giving it anything in return it is just as if we were making it our slave. Why should a being that has been living for so much longer than ourselves be made to toil under the hands of those who have been alive for such a short time. One of the greatest problems facing the human race is our relatively short recycling rate. We do not live long enough to pass on the ideas that are most beneficial to our planet and ourselves.

If I can pass anything on to future generations I hope that I pass on the idea that our planet is our home and if we deny it a say in our lives it will ultimately rebel against us, no matter if it wants to our is driven too.

Take steps to do what you can to help out. Recently I've made a push to recycle, it's really not that difficult. Give it a try.

A dog walks into a bar and asks the bartender "what's shakin'?"
O.k. there are already flaws to my joke, I think I'll stop there. But what about other jokes going on in my head, Are they off in the distance waiting for a laugh? Or will I ever say ones that are really funny? And the things I see that are a joke completely disturb me. Truman State is it's own joke. Supposedly a liberal arts school. Yeah right. There are less opportunities to do interdisciplinary studies than if it wasn't a state mandated liberal arts school. But then again I have nothing to complain about, it's better than some other places I could be going. The fact that I can laugh is reason enough to be happy with the school.
Peace Out

So I hear the Jackson Underground Dodgeball tournament in my hometown went off without a hitch and was amazing. These are the kind of things that I'd like to promote on this site. Good fun, cheap, where it's all about hanging out with friends, being your own person, and well in case of the tourney kicking some ass (that is if you are a decent dodgeball player) I have yet to play a game, yet I see that this is a marvelous thing. Two shouts out for JUDL.