Before I begin writing about the topic presented in the title, I'd just like to say that I finished watching the Godfather part II and I won't be writing anytime soon nor I will I speak to people for about a week. The ending of the film has left me stunned and depressed and I will be like this for a while. That said, I shall begin.
What are special rights? I've heard this phrase so many times and I don't understand what it means. I think, just by hearing the phrase, it means that some people will think they're special enough to deserve special rights than any other average person.
Well, I haven't done much. This friday I was supposed to see a play in downtown with a group of classmates, I got them lost and we ended up going back to our town to eat burgers. We went through skid row, and for what? For nothing.
Went to school, though it's not enjoyable. I have to take some fucking ap tests on wednesday and I don't want to. I don't think I'll pass my stats test but I know I can do the english one. I ain't feeling good, whatever that means.
Well next week will be my mini-performance for my theatre class that will serve as our finals. I'm so excited, yet kinda depressed cause I really liked that class and now it's going to be over. Plus I met some fun people and I learned so much about acting. So for the performance I have to do a scene with my friend then a monologue (a speech by Patton) and the Stella scene from A Streetcar Named Desire and I'll be playing Stanley. I want to make a really great impression. I strive to make the best impressions for anything I start to do like photography.
I've been reading this blog for about two days and I haven't laughed this much in a long time! So you may want to check it out. Here's the link:
That's all. Carry on.
Read an article on how a woman sued AT&T who converted to Islam and she was harassed. I went on to read the comments and someone posted "Let a woman wear a cross in Iraq and she'll be stoned to death" and another commented that Christians are named-called and bashed every single day. And that comment alone made me wonder: if I ask every single Christian on Earth if his comment holds any weight, some will say yes and others will say no. And to that man and to the many who believe the same as he: limited experience results in half-truths, not something true for everyone.
Right now I have to sign up to take the ACT, in case I want to be a veterinarian again. Gosh ya' know I hate tests. I'll explain why.
I went thrift shopping today and bought a Mel Brooks film too. Also I bought a three-disc box set of Queen's greatest hits. So today has been fairly kind to me.
This past thursday I had an appointment with my therapist after not seeing her for about 2 months. It's too long to explain what happened so I won't bother. So we talked and I told her that I stopped taking my meds so I have to get a refill some time this week.
That's it, nothing important hasn't happened.
Mr. Nicholson is one my favorite actors and I love all of the films I've seen him in! I also think it's great that he was born a day after me! Speaking of actors, I really want to buy the red jacket James Dean wore in Rebel Without a Cause. Like badly. One that looks like it is fine, too.
Since I don't have any homework assignments to turn in tomorrow, I might as well right my thoughts which I haven't done in a while. Also I will try to be organized and not all over the place.'
I read yesterday, briefly, about another gay teen suicide. His name was Kenneth Weishuhn, a freshman high school student from Paullina, Iowa. Now what I'd like to offer, which you may accept warmly or deny harshly, are some words of advice.
Today, I went shopping with a friend of mine who I haven't hanged out with in a long time. We were originally going to see Bully but the tickets were expensive so instead we decided to visit Long Beach.
It was so hot and then it got windy. I think it's cause we were close to the beach. There were some people protesting by the downtown area about god or something. There was also like a race nascar thing going on so some streets were closed.
Alright so I saw this documentary in english class called the weather underground and now I'm riled up and returing to my revolutionary thoughts. After a while I calmed down, but now I believe we must get rid of the capitalist pigs once more. So now I have to write a research paper on them and do laundry.
That's it so watch the film or read about them, whichever is cheaper.
So I took my meds yesterday and I feel better and my headache when away! And those weird thoughts too. I went running and did exercise with my friend. My ass and legs are so sore. We also talked and had lots of fun. We were saying that we should buy a mini van and paint it different colors. Mostly pyschadelic. Is that how it's spelled? Also in english we're doing creative writing so that we don't use common verbs and contractions and others. Wasn't easy but not impossible either. Today has been a good day. Better than yesterday.
Right now I'm registering for the SAT I'm taking and it's going to suck! I had some disturbing thoughts earlier today but I feel fine right now cause I went running with my friend and we talked too. Firstly, I wanted to kill myself, but then I thought, why not take someone with me? Then I thought it has to be someone I hate or has done something to me. Then I said I'll bash their heads with my baseball bat. And then see all their brain matter all over. And they'd squirm in pain and feel what I've felt for the last 4 years. Then I took my meds and now I'm fine.
I was planning on writing a journal this weekend but I was too depressed and I was contemplating suicide so I didn't. Now I feel better so why not write today.
I'm sitting on my bed, chewing gum, and waiting for a friend. The reason I say this is because even my own so-called friends don't seem to want to understand nor care to.
I did a scene with my friend for theatre class yesterday. It was for midterm (it's a college class) and it went well. We improvised most of the time.
This whole week hasn't been kind to me. I keep having headaches and I don't get enough sleep, but why? I'm also experiencing shortness of breath and I keep eating sugary snacks for breakfast. I noticed, too, that I am out of toilet paper. Will it never stop?