Kids having kids

Poof! What?! I have children!? Ewww. I have no idea what I would do if all of the sudden I had two kids to care for. I would probably curl up into a fetal position and cry. You see, I never have the intention of having kids. Ever. Its weird. I like other peoples children, for the most part, but I never want any of my own. I grew up basically raising my younger brother and that was way more than enough for me. Plus, I'm way too young for that. I'm still a kid myself. I have a few friends from high school that I still talk to and it seems like their all married, engaged, pregnant, or already have babies. It freaks me out so bad. I'm not capable of raising a decent person. I don't think I'll ever get to that point actually, haha. I think I'm one of those people that would be better off never reproducing. I think I'll just stick to my cat, Oliver. He practically is my child, or at least he seems to think so. He needs me to feed him, give him water, give him attention, and clean up his messes. Plus, hes fluffy, which is way cooler than a peanut butter and jelly seeping kid. Blah.

Yes, this is the kind of information I actually retain...sad...I know

I'm not stupid, its just that all off the information I actually hold in my brain is for the most part, completely useless.

• A snail can sleep for three years.
• The electric chair was invented by a dentist.
• On average,100 people choke to death on ballpoint pens a year.
• Kermit the frogs left handed...as well as polar bears.
  
• A shrimps heart is in its head.
• A ducks quack doesn't echo, and nobody knows why.
• Theres a law in St. Louis that makes it illegal to drink beer out of a bucket while sitting on a curb(why was this law put into effect?!)
• Theres more plastic flamingos in the U.S. than real ones.
  
• A sneeze travels at over 100mph.
• In New York theres actually a law against blind people driving cars(again...why!?)
  
• A cat has 32 muscles in each ear.
• Al Capone's business card said that he was a used furniture dealer.
  

Ok, thats all I got for now.

On Top

When I arrived this morning, there was a huge array of different people, all with different destinations. Some were coming and some were going. Maybe there was a few of them out there like myself, that had no idea what was going on. This location is great because it gives you options, whether you want to go up, down, straight ahead, or backwards. There we're people sitting in the large plush chairs, some of them had brightly colored clothing on and some had basic black and white. They were almost motionless now and seem to fade into the artwork plastered on the walls behind them, colorful and all different.

As I arrived at my post, I could hear the soft echoes of voices made by the people around me. I glanced down and noticed the game tables surrounded by end tables and chairs. As I looked further on down, I could feel a soft breeze coming up from the corridor below. I was hit in the face with the strange but charming scent of coffee and popcorn. Where was it coming from? I looked around at the seemingly endless windows surrounding me. This was awkward, I could see into all the classrooms around me and they could see into me. In one of the reflections, I caught the faint hint of a blue sky on a cloudy day.

INKED

I remember the first tattoo I got very clearly, I had wanted it for years. It was on the day of my 18th birthday and I was so nervous. I had gotten piercings before, but a tattoo? The design I had chosen was a tribal hibiscus I had drawn out when I was 14 in my art class. I remember my artist telling me to prepare myself and breath deeply. I did as he had instructed and 3 hours later I had my artwork on my back, forever. I still consider it the most fulfilling thing I've ever done to this day.

My second tattoo and third tattoos we're more of a spur of the moment thing, but with reason. I picked out a rose one day while going through my sketch book because the lotus bloom and rose represent life, death, and rebirth. This is a large part of my beliefs. Every time I look at it ,it reminds me of my roots and where I see myself in my life cycle and reminds me to live that portion it to the fullest. It only happens once. My treble clef on my wrist is there for family. My family's always been involved in music in one way or another. We used to fallow around Tom Petty, Blues Traveler, and the KOOL 105 concerts. My parents always brought their instruments. My dad bought me my first guitar when I was 9 for Christmas. When I look at it, it reminds of those day and I love it!

My tattoos make up different stages and events in my life. I plan on keeping it up. I already have my next 3 planned out. Like they say, if you get one, you may as well just accept the fact that soon after you'll be planning your next one!

Identity Reflection

After todays presentations, I realized that identity is a much more broad subject than I had thought at first. Your identity is limitless. I had no problems with pulling text to represent myself, but I defiantly could have put a lot more into it. At first I thought that one of the biggest elements of personal identity was what you were brought up around and the way you were raised, which it is, but even bigger is your lifestyle. The way your brought up plays into the your lifestyle but your surrounding(especially at this growing age) shapes who you are. Your friend for example. If you have a friend that likes something and involves you in it, thats changes your identity, whether you like that something or not. Its still a characteristic about yourself that sets you apart from others in a same or different way. Wow, does that even make sense?!

Anyways, I really enjoyed making my poster because it gave me a chance to show people the way I view myself as a person in society. It also brought to my attention who I actually am. You don't really think about those kinds of things everyday. Yeah, I know that I'm a mountain kid at heart,duh. I didn't think about how that reflects in my hobbies. I love anything outdoors and I think that if I had been raised in a major city I wouldn't be the way I am.

Fake Expectations

Before modern culture, the image of a women was thought to be more curvy and voluptuous but thanks to the media and popular belief, women these days are expected to have a perfect much thinner image. The surgery's and chemicals that women force onto their body in some attempt to defy the normal aging proses of the human body is limitless. We are willing to inject a needle into our face to paralyze muscles to portray the image of our once younger self. That cant be healthy. If that was the way our body was intended to look, we would stop aging at thirty. What is wrong with us?We're selling out.

Susan brought up The Maury Show and his 'makeovers'. This episode is about young athletic tomgirls. The girls say that they act and dress the way they do for comfort and mobility. Their mothers insist that they need to become more in touch with their feminine side and start dressing like a 'girls' supposed to. Its disgusting. I cant believe these women. These girls give up their identity to peer pressure from their very own mothers. This is how our generation and most likely future generations is being raised. With these fake expectations of being 'perfect'.

Alice Coopers making me listen to Brian Adams

That got your attention right? I'm sitting here trying to focus on homework and it is not working, so I figured I'd give you a rant about my day. Plus, I kinda like this blogging thing(shhhh)! Today was the first day I've had off from work in almost 2 weeks. When I woke up I had no idea what to to with my life. So, needless to say, I went back to sleep. About half an hour later I awoke to Oliver(my cat) gnawing on my feet. Great start.

OK, so its noon and I'm alive and showered. What now? I went and ran a few errands and met one of my buddies at Keeva Juice so after messing around down town we decided to go up to Slaughterhouse with his jeep. It took up half of the day to get up there because 285 is ridiculous with all of the construction and Texans(no offence if your from Texas)! It was great once we got up there because being that it was in the middle of the week and right after a holiday, there was no one in sight. We went up the back way and played around on some boulders for a little while before it started to get dark. Good times. On our way back to my house we stoped at JJ Madwells in conifer because we knew we'd run into some one we know and we weren't quite ready to call it a day.

Madwells used to be pretty much the only bar in Conifer back in the day. The second we stepped in was like a high school reunion. I saw allot of my old customers and friend. I spoke with my 7th grand science teacher and even had a brief conversation with my ex's mom(awkward). That's when we decided it was time to head back down into society and get on with our lives. All in all, it was a nice relaxed day off. Now my milk duds and I leave you.We need get back to homework and Robert Mitchem.

Life without trash bags!?

Is there such thing as life without trash bags?! Trash bags are one of those little things in life that we take for gran ed.......like shoes or toothpaste. Can you imagine having to clean out your trashcan every time you emptied it or having to take your trash out every time you had some thing to throw away? What a pain. Would we even have trashcans? Plus, trash bags are great for taking your laundry down to the Laundromat. I'd actually have to invest in a laundry basket. I've moved 6 times in the last 2.5 years and I don't think I could have done it without them. Their way cheaper than boxes and you can fit more in them if you do it right! Life without those plastic bags would defiantly be doable, but they make it allot more convenient. Great invention!