Remember...

Ok, my last post was a little heavy, even though I don't really think anyone reads this but, I'm a full believer in writing errr typing things out, sometimes it makes me feel better.

Summer is upon us, its memorial day weekend. People filled the grocery store buying hot dogs, buns, condiments and all that fun stuff. Others packed into the liquor stores to get their beer or whatever their particular poison is. Then they all congregate around a body of water usually and celebrate, ahh the summer.

Well, me being me, I sometimes want to shake people, and ask them, "do you really know why we are celebrating".

Its memorial day, as in memory, as in remembering. We need to remember the men and women who have served this country, the ones that fought and died in foreign lands, the ones who left behind their families to face the horrors of war.

So, remember this isn't a weekend about getting shit hammered while working on your tan....its about remembrance of the fallen.


Although no sculptured marble should rise to their memory, nor engraved stone bear record of their deeds, yet will their remembrance be as lasting as the land they honored.  ~Daniel Webster

maybe the bell jar is waiting..

sylvia plath said maybe the bell jar will be waiting there to come down on her again...

i have been through sadness, depression, hopelessness...

i never want to go through that again, but what if its true...i'm sort of sure it is....


no one is cured from those feelings, the bell jar can come down again....

when it does...i hope i'm strong enough.

the bell jar won't win.

Writer's Block: Back to the future

If you were 12 and could see yourself now, do you think you'd be happy or disappointed, and why?

I'm not 100% sure why I'm doing this, I suppose its because I can't sleep.

Alright, if I were 12 and could see myself now...ha. I think I would be not really disappointed but discontent.


I would be happy that I graduated from college and that I've done some pretty awesome things and have really great friends, but at the same time...I'd probably be dissapointed with some of the mistakes that I made over the years.

But I guess that is what makes life...life, as dumb as that sounds. The mistakes and choices I've made are why I am the way that I am. The good and the bad. I think the biggest reason why my 12 year old self would be discontent is because 1. I'm still working at the job I had in high school and 2. I'm still in Vandalia.

I go with discontent and not disappointed because I have the degree to get me out of here, its just the economy is not the greatest right now.

I also think that I imagined that I would be married or in some sort of relationship by now, but that hasn't worked out either.

So plain and simple...my 12 year old self would be discontent...

But I'd imagine that I would tell my 12 year old self to keep her head up, things will get better.....and I suppose my 12 year old self would also tell me to keep my head up, things will get better...

things always get better.

Not much to see here...

I think I'm only starting this out because I can't sleep. I am tired, but my throat/ears hurt and my antibiotics have not kicked in yet, I'm guessing tomorrow will be the day.

I never really planned on using the actual blog part of this, I joined LJ so I could post to the abandoned places community. I think its a pretty cool community if you have an interest in the forgotten places in the world.


i suppose maybe I could use this as a source of rambling, I have an actual blog, but it has a specific point, its all about american history...with stick figures. Yes, its as aweosme as it sounds...now time for the plug...

www.abikstickfigures.blogspot.com

check it out, you know you want to.

I guess thats all I got for now...I need to fall away to sleep, i'm subbing some computer classes in the am.

yup..i'm a substitute teacher :)

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