Strike while the Metals HOT!

Thats the saying right? hehe
So, I contemplate writing, the idea is super fun. I like to share my thoughts, and I have lots and lots and lots of them, but I cant share them unless I am thinking them fresh and NEW right at that moment. Strike while the IRON (thats the word isnt it? or is it metal...) is hot, thats the only way I can write/share at a satisfactory level(my satisfactory that is). So I like to have my nifty awesome notepad and awesome coloured pens with me at all times, so I can write down anything interesting, like sometimes I see something or get a thought and think, "it would be super awesome to read something like that" and i write it down to hopefully piece them all together one day, and it will be a super Awesome reading times. One Day

People are so different, its sometimes amusing; and other times its completely aggravating. I being human cannot help but get angry and annoyed at times, Especially at work when I am working with someone who is working like a dermis. That is what my one heading is about, "just because I'm Awesome, doesn't mean you can suck" wuahaha, Big headed you might think, But oh gee gosh darn! I work at a fast pace because thats just how I roll(unless there is not m uch to do, then I might go slow) but sometimes(or rather, some people) whoever I am working with is working really slowly. I often wonder if it is on purpose, so that they dont have to do much work, thats what it feels like sometimes. But I am sure that it is not always the case. On the Other hand, I cant be sure because I do not know their thoughts. BUT on another Hand(HEy That little girl in India had heaps of arms, and arms usually have hands, so I am having as many hands as I like! i will name him Jefferey) I can tell the hard workers from the slow workers, from the slack arse', from the lazy mofos, from the people who just weren't made for manual labour, from the people who try but shouldn't, and the people who are just dumb arses. This is part of my SUPER HUMAN AWESOME POWERS GO!( I renamed it to SUPER HUMAN AWESOME POWERS GO! rather than SUPER HUMAN AWESOME SKILLS GO! because power is cooler than skill, YA TRICK!) It's like I can see peoples Essence'(hey English professionals, help me out here, I am confused as to whether or not I add an s, or an es or just the ', or leave it as essence Hmmmm. I moved to a non English speaking country during the pivotal moment of my English grammar education so I was always am a bit retard with certain things; I sometimes pity me in the third person, as if I were a different person, looking at someone who was retard with grammar, then a Schloop back into myself and I feel not a thing because I'm in denial about my ... disability haha not really but I do go Aww Poor Person! as if it were not me, cuz I am just awesome. .) See who they Are, see their true colours, so when they do something that shocks everyone, I am not surprised. The more I get to know someone/come in contact with the person the easier it is to see their essence. My first Impressions upon meeting a person(I never tell anyone my first impression of a person, because its usually not at all what they would have thought) are usually quite accurate. You might think this a silly impossibility, but I think maybe its because I see with a different set of eyes; Or maybe because I think with a different set of thoughts. An innocent naivete with unassuming cynicism galour makes for interesting thoughts.

Maybe you have this SUPER AWESOME HUMAN POWERS GO! too, I wouldnt be surprised, I think it comes with the moving and seeing we have done.(peeheee I write to YOU my sisters, because thats all this blog is for muaha)


Ah HA! success!

What I wanted to mentions tonight(or this early morn) was the discovery of an elaboratingness of my SUPER HUMAN AWESOME POWERS GO! (haha I reworded it because I am tired heehee) BUt I couldnt out n out Write it down, it didnt feel right. So I grabbed the thought I had about how I couldnt elaborate on things that weren't here Now in my mind, and let it keep going until Viole!(I think thats how you spell it..) It came out all on its own, PEEHEE I am pleased

Now I go to sleep with my noblanketbecauseletestoleitbecausesheisjealous for a couple hours and then take mum to the hospital and then Party Like a Rock Star

I'll never Understand

In the extensive time I've spent in This world (an arduous 19 summers and 8 moons) I have seen very little of humanity, but I have known much of it. I've circled the globe numerous times (that numer being one); Tasted many lands and cultures (most being to the dislike of my tongue) and seen many ways of life. All that I have seen and heard (which could be seen as very much by most, but very little by a few) is both fascinating and intriguing, as well as disturbing and confusing. The Truth? Nobody knows, and they won't for a very long long time. Did you know that in this day and Age, the very 21st century "liberal" world that we live in, Racism is still very prominent? Everywhere. I can't grasp this at all, it simply does not compute, If I were a piece of machinery I would melt in the attempt of trying to .. grasp the... idea of it, it simply doesn't make any sense to a brain that functions on any sort of anything (obviously that's not true considering that there are brains everywhere that somehow rationalize and justify this idiotic idea)! The sad thing is I am not talking about the KKK and other such obvious baddies, I am talking about your every day man and woman, the randoms you pass in the street, the people you greet in the morning as you pass, that one woman that sits next to you on the bus everyday, that guy who is always walking his dog in the park. Sometimes Its ever so subtle, but its always there. It makes me very sad, but when I see it in action It enrages me, especially when it is a friend who is the victim. Racism is such a touchy issue with me, which is very strange considering I've only ever experienced it once, maybe its because I see it all the time and the injustice is just too much for my fragile temper (hehe).

Obviously I am a very dramatic creature, so I try to only see the bad in people (this is just my dramatics getting out of hand, the truth is I cant help but assume all are good, and even when they do me wrong and bad I still can't admit they are bad, a bit like Jane Bennett, minus a lot of the goodness and silly stupidity.. so not like her.. HarHar). I wonder, maybe I am a hypocrite, maybe i am a hardcore racist, maybe i am the one with the closed mind that refuses to see anything of logic and sense(this reminds me of the saying "I am not a racist, I hate Everyone Equally")

I wonder, If my parents were not two very diverse cultures(but were indeed the same), and I had not been raised around the world, and had had a neighbor that was my best friend who I attended all the same schools with and one day our grandchildren got married, Would I be the small minded Racist that some weirdo who had been raised around the world with very different backgrounds from the very different parents was complaining about? Am I only so outraged by the idea because I don't fit into it? I shudder at the thought, but cannot defend myself. That makes me sad, the idea that the only reason it disgusts me is because I cant be apart of it, I do indeed wonder; I cant bring myself to say that "I'm glad I had this upbringing because now I am not like that", I feel that If I were to say that then It would be admitting that it is the only reason, and that thought makes me incredibly sad. But I am very glad that I am not like that, and I am very appreciative and thankful for my little life on this little planet, so many things I've seen, I used to be a rarity(along with my six siblings), but now it seems quite common to meet a fellow nomad yet to find their home.


One Day