Currently Reading The Hobbit By J.R.R. Tolkien see related

So I am really loving the new xanga tools.

But still, my "real" blog needs visitors. So go, now.

www.plightofthefuture.blogspot.com

OK. Really loving the new xanga. Maybe perhaps I'll post here more oft. The blog is where all my serious and depressing/cynical pieces can be found. This could be fun!

haven't posted in forever.

but check out the new stuff.

www.plightofthefuture.blogspot.com

I doubt many of you have the time to read anything with AP testing coming up, but I found an article at the Claremont institute that I rather liked.

"Heather's Compromise"

http://www.claremont.org/writings/crb/spring2004/moore.html

enjoy.

Currently Reading The Once and Future King By T. H. White see related

So I am doing A LOT better. Well adjusted. I am a bit sick so I don't mind going out as much anymore. Last night I did go to the mall. That was definitely an experience. Ava's (my best friend) boyfriend drove us over with her other friend Alysson and we window shopped. Pulling Jeff into all these girly type stores was tons of fun. It was weird though. I mean, I haven't been to this mall in maybe three years and it just felt different. Downtown was still charming, and it was nice to see that they are renovating, but a part of it seemed washed up and empty. A town that is trying to regain it's prestige, but is so far behind it doesn't know how.

Window shopping did provide me with mind candy at least. It was nice to relive some of the memories I have there as a child, and I focused on writing them down later in my journal. I also decided where my mother and I are going to finish clothes shopping. The Gap. It's such a 'me' store, and since I am in a place where 'me' is so important. . .

Something that's been annoying me lately: people who try too hard to be ethnically diverse and multi-cultural. I don't feel like writing this all down again, so i am going to copy and paste:

alanzoo try hard to be multi cultural?
hilightmepink (12:37:45 PM): i agree that racial profiling is bad
hilightmepink (12:37:48 PM): but like
alanzoo hmm
hilightmepink (12:38:07 PM): making a big deal about having friends of all different types of ethnicities

alanzoo: oic
hilightmepink (12:38:23 PM): or pointing out that youa r every multi-cultural
hilightmepink (12:38:35 PM): or trying to prove your 'tolerance'
hilightmepink (12:38:36 PM): ok
hilightmepink (12:38:46 PM): if teh whole entire point is that race doesn't matter
hilightmepink (12:38:56 PM): then why do people nake such a big deal about it?
hilightmepink (12:39:05 PM): i am not friends with you because your chinese
alanzoo (12:39:11 PM): true
hilightmepink (12:39:32 PM): nor do I talk to Rena becuase I want to show that i am appreciative of her indian background
hilightmepink (12:39:40 PM): it just is
alanzoo (12:39:40 PM): yah
hilightmepink (12:39:53 PM): of course it enriches my experiences
hilightmepink (12:42:40 PM): I dunno, it just seems that it's stupid to make a big deal about having different cultures represented in a a workplace just to show that the company or school isn't racist becuase color doesn't matter, but when they start making a big deal bout it, it's all that starts to matter, when it really si if the person is qualified or not.

I probably just opened a can of worms, but I am just vomiting words. (BTW--I saw Mean Girls, more later on that too) 

More later? Have a great day everybody.

janelle

EDIT: Thought some of you might enjoy this pic (not mine)

That's Howarth park down below, I used to live 5 minutes away. I have fond memories of that place. Picnics, walks, family hikes, walks and runs, cross-country practice, birthday parties. . .ahhhh.

I need some intellectual conversation. Desperately. First I need to figure out how to spell that last fragment. I am stuck in some muck and while the wheels in my head keep on spinning, the only outcome is the dispersement of murky brown silt. Gross.

I want to be someplace where I can observe the passerbyers. A little cranny where I can listen to the whir and whims of the people around me. Where I am at now bores me. I think that in fufilling my desire for quietness and saneness my parents forgot that I still need to feed my brain. I brought TONS of books, but I am not in the mood to read anything. Nothing strikes out. I even tried to write, yet I ended up lacking not just inspiration, but motivation. All the creative things I love to do have faded away in their novelties.

I am so pathetic. How do I explain that just because my ailments resort me to a prejudice against change and hectic lifestyles that I am not against conversation, or adventures? Is my real problem that I lack peers here? I love this town in the fervent and obligational way one loves a dead pet, but at some point I need to stop inviting misery by laying down flowers at a forgotten grave.

It's only Monday. My tolerance for television, two year olds and one sided conversation can only go so far. I refuse to let the highlight of my day become the ritual of deciding what my bestfriend will wear tomorrow. I hate to be a snob, but I am way too good for that.