Goals of 2009 January 11, 2009
I hope to get past some of my biggest fears and problems this year. But to just SAY that is one thing, especially when what I am saying is so vague. Here are some of my goals for this year.
1. National Novel Writing Month- Reach 50,000 words in one month. I know someone who has done this and they were quite proud of the accomplishment. I have been saying I would do this for the last 2 years, but have yet to reach this goal.
2. April is Poetry Month- Write at least 2 poems a day in the month of April. Last year I wrote 1 a day, while most days I wrote a lot more. I hope to write 300 new poems this year, putting me that much closer to my goal of beating out Emily Dickinson by sheer volume. If only I could get the prestige as well.
3. Be top debater in both the state AND the league. These events are judged separately. I managed to be the top debater in the league this year. To my bitter disappointment, I barely even made it in to the final session at the state tournament. I would also like a gavel for being a PO, since I have yet to receive one. Not to mention a Best Bill Award.
4. Get at least a 30 on the ACT, with a math subscore of at least 28. I took a practice one and I got a 27, but I would like to do better. Get a 4 on the U.S. Government AP exam.
5. Read 500 books. I have a list of book, about 510 books long, that I would like to read. I do not expect all of the ones I actually read this year to be from this list, but it would be nice.
6. Finish ‘Unsent Letters’, ‘Unconscious’ and ‘If you were me’ , the current books I am writing.
7. Be accepted to Eastern Michigan University. I want to go there so bad it is ridiculous. Also be accepted to U of M, just so I can turn them down.
8. I have perfect attendance at school. I haven’t missed a day of school in the last two years, and I would like to keep it that way.
9. Blog more. I really need to get in more posts this year. I’ll just make sure to write down my posts on scrap sheets of paper.
I love philosophy and the old cliches that are true in life. When I am lost I rely on wise words to get me through. Some of my favorite cliches are those that involve knowledge, time or love. (“The good life is inspired by love and guided by knowledge.” Bertrand Russell).
Although on the surface I might appear shallow to others, I am usually motivated by the desire to have others go beyond trivial emotions and pains in life. I try to base all of my decisions on logic and not on whim alone. Sometimes, however, logic doesn’t even make it’s way into the equation.
I often try to control my surroundings in any way possible. Generally, this does not work out and it leaves me feeling powerless and depressed. When I feel insecure my sense of humor completely disappears.
I spend a good amount of my free time planning the future. I have trouble with dwelling in the past and hoping for the future that I ignore the present. I do not do my homework yet I’ll set there and research colleges. The absolute pointlessness of it all make me laugh, but cry a little inside. I could tell you more about Eastern Michigan University then I could tell you about the structure of cells or factoring an equation.
Pet Peeves January 10, 2009
Starting off, the phrase ‘pet peeves’ bothers me. It is one of the most annoying in the English language. When I the words ‘pet peeve’, I almost want to slap the person whose mouth it came out of.
That isn’t the only phrase that ticks me off. What I hate are people in class who give an answer and upon discovering it is wrong, say “I was just kidding’. It is quite obvious that they were not kidding and really did think is was the right answer. Same with people who follow the answer with ‘Oh, I lied’.
There are so many things in this world that I cannot stand. Here are some of them;
I hate how during lock down everyone seems to talk but me. Even the quiet girl who rarely talks has something to say in a lock down drill.
When people physically switch the desks around so they can rest their feet in a basket. Perhaps what I hate more is the gum underneath the desk I feel as I am putting it back.
People who throw a piece of paper in the trash when the recycling bin is right next to it. It doesn’t take that much energy to walk an extra step.
I hate having to cheat off my friend on a test and still failing.
Wet ink rubbing off on my pinkie as I write. Not to mention the smudges a pencil leaves behind.
I hate being called a teenager, young, a student, even though deep down I know I am.
Seeing people not wash their hangs after they go to the bathroom. I understand there is barely any time between classes. I also understand, and have experienced, the chance of being late by the small amount of time it takes to wash your hands. Even when people do wash there hands, it seems the paper towel dispenser is either empty or broken. You end up walking out of there shaking your hands furiously.
People improperly using the word ironic. Ironic means ironic. It does not mean unfortunate, coincidental, or any of the other adjectives that you confuse it with.
When you find a really cute piece of clothing on the rack and they have like twenty in size XS, two in size 3X, and not a single one in your size.
When someone leaves their phone number at the end of a long message and they say it so fast you can’t understand it and have to listen multiple times to figure it out.
When someone is writing on a chalkboard and then they erase it to write something new, but they don’t erase all of it, so you still see half of a letter here and there.
When you’re with a group of people and you think nobody saw that you just tripped, and you think you’re in the clear. But the one person who did see it points it out to everybody else.
I hate people that are…
Hypocritical, Two-Faced, Stubborn, Conceited, Shallow, Self-Centered, Obnoxious, Rude, Self-Absorbed, Ignorant, Closed Minded, Wanna-Be’s, Indecisive, Insensitive, Back-Stabbers, Overly Optimistic, Naive, Overly Sensitive, Egotistical, Posers or Users.
To sum it all up, I hate people that are breathing.
This is an interview I conducted with my sister when I couldn’t fall asleep.
I think we should just burn all the AIDS people and start with a clean slate. We should burn the cancer people too…Oh wait, they’re not contagious. Never mind.
Why don’t we just burn the Jews too?
Okay, sounds like fun. We’ll make it a party. I should make a scare-Jew.
Is it going to have or face on it?
No, Eric’s. Now he’s going to kill me.
Like you killed AIDS, cancer and Jews?
I think I’ll kill Christians too. And Muslims and Catholics.
Catholics are Christians.
Everyone except Levain Satanist and atheists.
What about agnostics?
Screw them, they think God might exist.
And Satanists worship Satan?
No, they don’t. Well some don’t. They just like the name Satanists because it scares the crap out of people. They basically think everyone is their own god. And will do basically anything for their friend’s happiness.
What about family?
Phh. Like I said anything that makes us happy, not family. You can all die for all I care. Actually, that would make me happy.
What do you think about science?
What kind of science? The human body? Awesome. Dead things? Awesome. Science fiction is awesome. The math part sucks.
What about basic biology, ie evolution?
(Starts sighing) ‘Evolution is a mystery’. I don’t know anything about it. Do I think that Darwin’s theory is possibly true? Yes, yes I do.
You mentioned you like science fiction. What about books in general?
Huh? (Repeats question) Books suck. Reading sucks. I rather people read to me.
Doesn’t that kinda ruin the point?
Huh? (Repeats question) No, there is, like, movies and stuff like that.
What about poetry?
I think it’s alright.
What do you think about other people’s poetry? Do you have a favorite poet?
What? Eh… Poe is kinda awesome.
What do you think of my poetry?
I think it sucks.
‘Cause a) it’s hard to read your writing and b) it sounds like you’re trying to be something your not.
Would you like it better if I wrote neater?
Yet you use it as an excuse for not liking my peotry overall?
So? Have a problem with that? [censored sentence]
Well, don’t you think that is a bit harsh, unfair and unrealistic?
No, it’s pretty fair in my eyes.
What are your plans after you graduate?
Probably going to end up going to s’craft [community college]. After that, an Art Institute.
What is your GPA?
I have no clue.
Is it 2.5 or higher.
Oh. No. Lower. Yeah. 2.3333 and so on.
So, are you getting a degree?
Not yet. I’ll now when I get it.
If you were going to describe me, in detail, to someone, what would you say?
You? Um.. I would say…little bit taller than me…snot nosed brat who thinks she knows what she’s always saying.
Won’t stop talking.
Okay, okay, I get the hint. Anything else?
Oh, yeah, my quote. ‘Blood is pretty, but it stains.’
Labeled January 9, 2009
Selective Service System Shut Down January 6, 2009
The pointless registration of 18-year-old males needs to end. The Selective Service System exists, with a handsome Web site and a budget of more than twenty-five million dollars a year, waiting for something to do besides encourage males to obey the law by registering within thirty days of their eighteenth birthdays.
The Department of Defense, in response to recent calls to reinstate the draft, has confirmed that conscription serves no military need. This is only the most recent confirmation that the draft, and thus the Selective Service system, serves no military purpose. In 1999, then-Secretary of the Army Louis Caldera, in a speech before the National Press Club, admitted that “Today, with our smaller, post-Cold War armed forces, our stronger volunteer tradition and our need for longer terms of service to get a good return on the high, up-front training costs, it would be even harder to fashion a fair draft.” Obviously, if there is no military need for the draft, then there is no need for Selective Service registration.
Selective Service registration is an outdated and outmoded system, which has been made obsolete by technological advances. In fact, in 1993 the Department of Defense issued a report stating that registration could be stopped “with no effect on military mobilization and no measurable effect on the time it would take to mobilize, and no measurable effect on military recruitment.” Yet the American taxpayer has been forced to spend over $500 million dollars on an outdated system “with no measurable effect on military mobilization!”
Shutting down Selective Service will give taxpayers a break without adversely affecting military efforts. Shutting down Selective Service will also end a program that violates the very principals of individual liberty our nation was founded upon. Many Americans, both liberals and conservatives, feel a genuine commitment to individual liberty. The Selective Service system never seems to give up in its quest to punish men who don’t want to kill others. It tried to convince the state of California not to award high school diplomas to young men who hadn’t registered for the draft. Nineteen states deny drivers licences to men who have not registered for Selective Service. According the the Selective Service Systems government website, A man who fails to register may, if prosecuted and convicted, face a fine of up to $250,000 and/or a prison term of up to five years.
Many people are dubious about involuntary servitude to the government, whether actual or potential, especially when it involves the risk of death. (In fact, being a commercial fisherman or a taxi driver is more dangerous than being an American soldier, but no one is coerced into those occupations by law.)
I hope you all join me in working to shut down this un-American relic of a bygone era and help realize the financial savings and the gains to individual liberties that can be achieved by ending Selective Service registration.