Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Physically Fit and Ready to Fornicate
I've been wondering why it is that I have so much respect for the people older than myself. The only adults that have been good to me have been my aunt Tiffany, my tía Nancy (who I didn't meet until I was twelve), and, just recently, my own parents.

I still haven't figured out why and it's been boggling my brain...
But I don't suppose it's too entirely important.

According to a fifteen-year-old: once a person is too old to reproduce or work they are useless and should be killed off.

That really disturbed me.

I understand a person doesn't usually grow out of their self-absorbed mindset until they're twenty-two or so and that I shouldn't let a kid's point of view bother me to such a great extent, but I suppose that's just how strongly I disagree.

Unless the said retired and completely sterile human being has never done anything for anyone else throughout their productive and sexually-active lifetime, they don't deserve to be killed off because they can no longer contribute to our, sadly, self-entitled society. If someone is no longer capable of doing things for them self, that means it's their children's turn to do it for them. It only makes sense considering their rotten children would be dead if they weren't taken care of from birth to 'adulthood'--and usually even beyond that point a parent still helps their offspring in certain ways.

-___-"

Speaking of which, my mom paid my summer semester fee for me last week and I've got some ass-kissing to do. Justin and I have to go down to campus and price the books or whatever this Friday and thinking about book costs is giving me a headache.

I think I've decided on working towards becoming an RN. --Only because I don't know what else to do with myself. Nurses are always on demand and at least I'd know where to start...sort of. ...It's also the only job that I can think of that would allow me to make so much with only a two-year degree. The title doesn't seem to suit me at all, but I suppose being able to own my own house before I'm 30 is a lot nicer than an interesting self-image.

And lastly...on the note of 'images', I have a new drawing posted on theOtaku if you haven't seen it yet. It's titled, Time's Up. I hope you give it a "Hug".

Mood: Tired
Listening to: Elliott Smith
Reading: Generation Debt: Why now is a terrible time to be young
Eating: Granola Bar
Drinking: Coffee

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