Tuesday Madness.

As I sit and eat my mini corn dogs, while listening to my nieces blather on about absolutely nothing of importance. I wonder how, and when, life became so damn complicated? As we grow older, our bodies practally decaying while we still occupy them, our words and actions become something that people analyze, and brakdown, trying to grasp our reasoning. But our reasoning is our own, the things that happen in our own minds arn't ment to be understood by others, that would mean that we could share thoughts, and that scares me. Not juat a little, but a whole hell of a lot.

To think of the reasoning behind some of the poeple in our history's thoughts. What if we had been able to see, and understand, the reasoning behind Hitlers thoughts, and actions. Would history have turned out differently? Would it have actually been something understandable, the reason he killed, or ordered the death, of so many innocent people? Thats a question for the ages.

Sorry about the spiel, I was feeling insightful, which tends to happen sometimes. Now on to less important things, whats happening in my, so called, life. I got pretty pissed off today, twice. The first was when my friend Nichole decieded to volenteer me to draw something out for a teacher at our school. She wanted it done for her daughters room. It was her daughters name, Stephanie (a god forsaken name when trying to make it fit in with a design.), with a skull on one side, and a heart with a banner and wings underneith it. I finished it up, and I, personally, though it looked like shit. I have never been able to accept my own artwork as anything more than medioker, I believe that I have no artistic ability at all, but people keep volenteering me for shit like this, so I don't get to escape from it.

The second reason I got pissed was also because of Nichole... Maybe its not a good idea to spend too much time with her, I might end up droping her ass one of these days. What she did was break a flower. Now I know that dosn't sound like anything HUGE, but it was, espically since it was in Biology class, and it was for a grade to disect the flower, without ruining it. Well guess what, we got docked points because her stupid ass couldn't do anyting right. Not only did she break the flower, but she tried to tape it back together, which pulled off the epidermus of the flower, costing even more points. To make matters worse, that was the only thing she did for the entire lab. I did all the work, taking the flower apart, labeling the parts, making wet-mount slides of the pollen, answering all the questions, and talking the teacher out of only docking minimum points. We ended up with 38/40, because I'm a sweet talker.

Well thats about all thats going on right now. Maybe one of these days I will post pictures of my, lame, artwork... just a thought.

Cheers