Just A Reminder

I wanted to remind all 2 of my followers(and the off chance of anyone else stumbling onto this blog) that I don't update it anymore. I now update http://mindofscarebear.blogspot.com/ If you follow this blog or want to follow my babble, follow http://mindofscarebear.blogspot.com/

I Moved

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Rantzilla V0.1

It's hard to make me so disgusted with you that hearing your voice, seeing you, or even thinking about you makes my stomache turn. I dislike alot of people and only hate three. One of them disgusts me to that point. They do not know how to do their job correctly but somehow has a manager position. They think they're always right, even if you show them they are wrong they will claim you are and they aren't... Making it pointless to even speak to them. They told their lover that they'd do thing and quit some of the things they do, but hasn't. They flirt with other people despite having a good significant other. The mooch off othe others even when they have the money for what they want or even have the items they're mooching. They demand respect while not showing any in return. It's disgusting that they care about themselves and no one else. You have to GIVE respect to GET respect. The world does NOT revolve around you. You think this is only over one thing and it's not. It's because you're a sad excuse for a person and karma's a bitch.


I don't care what you go on to do with your life because I know karma will give you what you deserve. Just stay out of my life. I don't need negetive people ruining my day. I have way to much to be happy about for that. I have a stable relationship where my boyfriend cares about me and I care about him. I have family who care about me and visa versa. I don't treat my friends like shit by only using them to bum things off of. I have respect for those who show me some. You think I don't show you respect when all I ever do is be respectful to you. One time did I loose my temper and it wasn't about you. But you took it that way because you can't grasp that the world doesn't rotate for you. You get what you give and I feel sorry for whatever karma decides to do with you. Get over yourself.

Get Over It

People are way too touchy with words anymore. This all struck me due to those anti-gay-as-a-adjective commercials.

People get all pissy because other people call thing "gay" and the pissy people think it's offensive. The majority of people who use that word aren't using it to insult gay people and, I'm willing to bet if gay people used "straight" or "hetero" as a descriptive word, we wouldn't care. Why? Because it's all just words. Unless the user is using the word to be hateful or mean, there's no reason to get all defensive. I bet 9 out of 10 people who say things are "gay" don't mean the subject being called gay is gay because it resembles a homosexual person. That would be stupid, especially since each person has their own personality and it really can't be for that reason. It seems silly to mean to get your panties in a twist over it and it seems pointless. Words are words, just made up sounds to form structure to ideas, objects, etc. Unless they are used for hate crimes, get over it.

My View On Abortion

I know I posted this elsewhere but I figured I through it up here.

You can hate me for this one. I don't care. The subject of abortion was brought up between myself and some friends. I decided not to comment because everyone in the room seemed to think the same thing and I wasn't going to fight a battle that none of us would wave any white flags to after hearing each others views.The way I see it, abortion is cruel no matter the situation. You can tell me that its the woman's choice. That's fine and I don't disagree with that. What you do is your business, no one else should really make your choices for you. I still see it as a cruel thing to do. It ranks up there with killing no matter how you point it out for me.The biggest thing I hear is, Its okay to be done if the woman was raped. I hate that as an excuse. Shell have issues. Having the baby will cause her more stress and problems because it becomes a reminder of what happened. I'm sorry but I cant see a baby as an it no matter what stage of life they're at. She didn't choose to be raped. The child didn't choose to be conceived, so I get lost on how its okay to kill them for something they didn't choose. We don't go around aborting women who have been raped because they didn't choose to be. That was the main agreement with the group who brought it up. They said abortion is okay in the cases of rape but not okay as a birth control. Fair enough, but I still don't see rape as a great excuse. If you don't want that child, its understandable. Killing it just isn't to me. Not with adoption agencies. It was said by someone during this talk that it'd be better to abort a rape pregnancy. That actually made me want to slap the person. Their reasoning behind it was that if you bring that baby into the world, it could have the fathers tendencies to rape. Any child could end up with that. Do we realize that more often, how someone becomes as an adult is due to how they're raise as a child? Weak reasoning, in my opinion. What would you do? You get knocked up and you don't feel you're ready for a child or you get raped, would you be so sure that you wouldn't consider abortion yourself? No. Plain and simple. Ive thought this over many of times. Case (1) I decide to have sex, (I state it this way since I'm a virgin due to choosing to be). I know the child risk. I know there is no birth control that is 100% effective, some come close but none are. So I know by choosing to have sex, I'm taking the chance of getting pregnant. So if that happened, I would see no right in me aborting my choice to risk it. No one made me had sex and I believe in taking responsibility. This child wouldn't of been planned but its not their fault, why would I punish them by death? In the case of rape, case (2), the more touchy of things, I still stand with I wouldn't. I know myself well. I know how I think, how I react to things, I don't think anything could ever make me kill my child, even if they were forced onto me. No, I wouldn't have chose this to happen to me, but again, that baby didn't choose anything either. It was mentioned, also, that abortion at an early state wouldn't count as killing. This one is in the air. Its a split topic on when to consider a fetus a person. Here's how I see it though The baby is made out of you. Even if they're not fully developed, they're a part of you. Its a part of you that grows into another being. Your child, your flesh and blood. So being I see it that way, I couldn't imagine killing a person who is a part of me. Has a part me in them. I know some methods of abortion. It makes me sick to my stomach, the things they do to abort the births. If the fetus is under 6 weeks, they normally do the saline method which burns the fetus to death. The fetus reacts to this too. Ultrasounds show that the fetus pulls away from the solution which is a sign of feeling. Older ones get their brain suctioned out. If a fetus under 6 weeks can react to feeling the saline burning, an older one can more so feel its head cut open and brain destroyed. This ruins the argument of abortion being okay because the fetus cant feel, by the way. Just thinking of what the child goes through on those alone, makes me ill. So thinking of being able to put a being that is part of me, flesh and blood, through that sort of pain and death is honestly unbearable to me.I wanted to get it out. My view on it. Some of the things mentioned with these friends of mine made me a tad sick so I thought Id share my thoughts about it.You can hate it, you can hate me for it. I don't care. I don't think its right though. I still think every woman has the right to choose what she does, whether I or anyone else likes it or not, but I myself think abortion is wrong and cruel. I could never do it, no matter the case.

22 Is The New 82

I'm too young to be this... Medically fucked. It hurts me to do a lot of things that someone my age should do with no problem. My chest hurts from walking after awhile. Like I usually walk home from the library, which is around half a mile away, and before I even make it pass the first block, my chest burns. It hurts to be on my feet for too long. I'll start getting sharp pains in the heels. I get a lot of sharp pains. Especially when I work doubles. I walk and sharp pains shoot through my lower back. I sit and they shoot through my butt. My hand is crap. My right hand, the dominate hand. It cramps if I use it even for little things. It makes my job hard. We use tongs and chisel gunk off the fryer and I suffer in pain as my hand throbs or cramps up or, occasionally just goes numb. My acid reflux acts up over my straining at work. My knees are worse. They've always grind but now they do it more and actually hurt. My shoulder hurt me too. I'm all kinds of fucked and I feel I'm too young for it all. Why can't I be slightly normal? Why do I need all these issues at once?

And I'm pretty sure we emptied every bottle in the place...

I have always believed the following:
You should date someone for a year before moving in with them. When you have reached two years of dating, if you both can still stand the other person you're dating and still love them as much as you did from day one, you should get engaged. I still believe this is a good plan, especially if you started dating from the start without a long friendship before hand.

I met Randy in May of 2007 when Chelle hired me in at Middlefield KFC. I remember the first night I worked with him, telling Chelle I thought he was cute. Chelle figured I'd like him. She told me what she knew about him. A few days later she pulled us into the office and made each of us name three things we liked. Well... At least we both named one of the same things, which was music.

We talked at work and we ended up having a lot in common. Talking turned into flirting and by January of 2008, I think everyone knew I liked him except him. That month, starting the weekend after our birthdays, I started hanging out with coworkers, who by this point were friends, outside of work. This included Randy. After the second time of hanging out after work, I finally told him I liked him. My work friends and I hung out a few times more after that.

On February 20th Randy and I worked a night shift together. As we deboned chicken under an eclipsed moon, I finally got the nerve to ask him why weren't dating. He told me he wanted to wait until he had his license. Well... I tend to be impatient. I told him that shouldn't factor in because he was going eventually going to get his license sooner or later. He said, "Well...?" So I made him fully ask me me to be his girlfriend and it's been one thing I know for sure wasn't a mistake.

We've been dating for one year and two months now, (and two days), and I still love him as I did from the start, even more. And I continue to love him more and more. Honestly, if he would propose to me tomorrow, I'd say yes without a second thought. I've never been with someone who makes me feel as good as he does. Like I'm not as bad other have convinced me to believe. He's the only one who knows all my flaws, (and trust me, I have a lot of them), and still loves me. No one's ever fully accepted me for my good point and bad. I know it goes against how I think a relationship should go, but I love him to death and I know he's the one I want to spend my life with. If it helps, I think the year of friendship before dating is a loophole in my relationship plans. When I told Chelle, she sounded like she thought I was crazy for mentioning I'd marry him if he asked anytime soon. Maybe I am crazy, but I'm sure of my decision and I know how much I love him. Maybe we're too young but since when did love have an age limit?



Soon ends our stay here and it's been fun.
So tonight I'll raise my glass to us.
'Cause we've talked so much I think we filled this ashtray twice,
And I'm pretty sure we emptied every bottle in the place...

So let's walk home, let's be afraid.
I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard.
Let's do it right, under the streetlight.
I want it now, somehow I forgot how.

Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.

I heard everybody's voice cut out when you spoke.
And I watched all the lights go dim when your eyes opened.
Well I can't believe you showed up,
What do I do now?
It's last call, time to go.
But before we say goodnight...

Let's walk home, let's be afraid.
I wanna grab you by the arms and kiss you so hard.
Let's do it right under the streetlight.
I want it now, somehow I forgot how.

Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.
Way to go, way to go.
Forgot you've got so far to go.

Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
Forgot you've got so far, you've got so far to go.
(You've Got So Far to Go)
(Alkaline Trio)