Rebirth

...that is, my blog is being reborn. Ya know, brought back to life, like frankenstein or zombies...I'm not doing some spiritual thing probably involving water to start my life again, don't worry; heck I haven't even started this life yet. I have been encouraged by my writing teacher (well encouraged as in, this is an assignment...) to blog once more...er weekly. Should be interesting. Unfortuneatley we needs "themes" and trying to think of one is causing me greif. I just want mine to be about me , I'm thinking of maybe making it specifcally about "my grad year" because that's a theme that also sort of just about me...right?

Anyways, something that interested me- the amout of drama I am experiencing within my first week of school. It's outrageous. Everybody is in everybody elses business and everybodies business is vair vair exagerated and as far as I'm concerned, people aren't really thinking clearly. No, scratch that. People are just walking around with their eyes squeezed tighly shut and their other senses are hypersensitive, including their feelings. Don't y'all get me wrong, I'm not saying that I'm miss perfect sitting around scoffing and critizing every Dick and Jane that walks by, I'm very much the opposite. In fact I'm almost certain that I am also guilty of amplifying these emotions and the gossip and drama. But that doesn't mean it doesn't annoy me. There are so many people that I want to shake and scream, "WAKE UP" in their faces, but I doubt anyone would really take that well...that is until later (years later) when they realize that they were heading for disaster and needed a good shaking.

That being said, I'm having a good day and I think we can move past this childish behaviour and all grow up a little in the process and I'll be sad if people get lost on the way-but hey! survival of the fittest right?

Survival of the fittest.