Friday, August 6, 2004

Shopping.
I hate shopping, but today is the day is the day, and I must go. We're going for schol sclothes which is horrid most of the time.. but if you're with friends it aint tooo bad. I have no friends with me. Beh. I'll update what happened when I return.
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Tuesday, August 3, 2004

Urgh.
I feel.. sicknessededessed. Like im.. sick and crud.. eek. I need some chicken soup.. ugh. Feel sorry for me!!! lol, j/k
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Sunday, August 1, 2004

   Im.. cold.
Beh.. I am really cold right now. Late at night, when I cant sleep, I get f-f-freezing figgin cold and I cant stop shaking! My hands, mostly.. it makes it hard to type. Ah well... why cant my house be warm at night? Why? WHY?!?! As if anyone will answer, it's frickin 2:30 in the morning. Oh well.. life is hard..
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Friday, July 30, 2004

   Long Car Rides
You know, I hate long car rides. I was talking to my good friend, Wings of Shadows (go to her site and comment, she's sad cuz no one ever does! *nods*) and she said she was going to Austin from Dallas. Lemme tell you, if I was in her silky, pink pants I would kill myself, and Im not trying to make controversy. Im serious. I DESPISE them. I will play with everything I own in the first hour cuz I have to, it's in the rules of life. Then Im bored. So we'll have to play those STUPID mutha-frickin car games. Like the Alphabet game...ugh, I hate that game.. Then there's those stupid tourist attractions.. ugh.. so yeah, I hate long car rides. This was rather pointless, but ah well. Torn Prophecy, signing off.
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   My New Site Look and Avatar
Ok, if anyone came last night when I first started, they would know my site was green and black. Well, if you're reading this, GUESS WHAT?! It's different now. I also got a new avatar, featuring Sephiroth from Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children. He's cool. By the way, I wouldn't be on Otaku if it weren't for a good friend of mine, Wings of Shadow, so check out his site for me, ok? She's nice as long as she's had her medicine. I mean, she did make the avatar for me, so she can't be half bad. And I plan on posting a full-length post later today, so those people, whomever you are, that came to my site last night, may read happily. Lost Prophets, Signing off, until next time.
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Thursday, July 29, 2004

   The Mystery of Death in America
You know, I've been thinking, and I am a youth in this nation, by the way.. why does America have the worst amount of killings in the world? Most countries, namely Austrailia, Germany, the Netherlands, have less than 30 or 40 a year. Not a month, a YEAR. Canada's average town has 1 murder every 3 years. Three whole years. Yet, in America, the average death toll is 11,000 and some odd change. Why?

Some blame the movies. As if the sight of Lara Croft riddling zombies and such full of holes would induce a spree of hundreds of people into a mass murdering spree over the length of a year, killing over 11 thousand. I dont think so. Sure, maybe 5 deaths would be because of Lara Croft look-alikes. But what about the other 10,995 people?

Others blame the music, such as Marilyn Manson, AC DC, and Metallica. But can music really be so influencing? Can one pale-skinned hard rock artist really cause the minds of minors and other listeners into the brink of homicide? Can it really? I doubt it.

The media is another common blame, and the one which I personally feel is most believable. If you were to go to Canada and go to a random home, say the first one you see. 99.9% chance would be that door is unlocked. Why? I feel the answer lies in the evening news they all watch. If you were to flip on the evening news in a Canadian town, you would find a program of happiness and sucess. Never, unless it was big, would you find a death or homicide in a Canadian newscast. They happen, believe me. But if you dont hear about them constantly, then they dont exist, creating the sense of safety Canadians proudly uphold.

Another point to the media is such: The newsman's code goes usually as follows. If it bleeds, it leads. We as Americans are so absorbed in the morbid tales of death and betrayal we love anything with such. Jerry Springer, boom, instant smash hit. Why? Betrayal, angst, anger..

If it bleeds, it leads. If it leads, it influences. If it influences, it kills. Torn Prophecies, Signing Off, Until next time.
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