What Had Happened Was…

Hello and こんにちは! (I’m learning Japanese, so bear with me and the horrible sound bites that may pop up sporadically).

It has been about the time span of a human child’s conception-then-birth since I’ve been here! (‘Bout 9 months, give or take?) Anywho…alright. I’ve been a bit of a forget-me-Phyllis and haven’t been here! My eternal bad, chickadees. Oddly enough -or sad, whichever term- I remembered your sweet existence, dear blog, when I saw someone had liked and begun following you a few days ago. Is it wrong to like a little attention, some semi-human contact via ‘like and subscribe’? 😅

But I digress. I will try with all my might to be more attentive to you, dear, lovely child. And to you, my fantastic five followers fancying fy fosts fand fideas…fank fyou. Really. I am so so new and terrible at this blog venture. I said in 2015 I wouldn’t let go of this very premature fetus so I here I am again, refreshed and ready for action…and maybe some Burger King chicken fries. Key Points: 2017, chicken fries, very beginner Japanese. Happy new year, Let’s hope it’s a good one without…not sure how much of that I’d be able to post without a lawsuit…*sweatdrop*

Ta-ta…for now, I swear! >_< 

 

 

Scream to The mountains

I am so confused at this point in my life right now….

I have some legit, first-world problems, people! Let me count the ways..

While I am not starving or homeless, I feel, like, so alone and it’s like, um, no one gets me. Like, REALLY gets me, ya know? (did you hear the sarcasm in that?)

Anyway, while I am not in any, current “bad” situations, I think I’m allowed to complain every once in a while. Is that not the point of blogging? Now all you strangers can no my personal issues..yay!

I can’t even say, “i hate my life” because there are no, ongoing and significant issues happening at this particular time. I mean, sure, I’m struggling with an existential crisis, but who isn’t?! Seriously. Why the fungus am i on this PlanEt? (figured I’d mess around with capitalization an whatnot…)

I’m starting school probably sometime in late, late august, and I am SO annoyed. I just know a bunch of dumb shish-cabob is gonna happen. Ugh, stupid work…always makin’ people work and, and stuff. I need to, and definitely should have already accomplished, drive. i need to get a permit, get a license, drive to a random cliff or beach early in the morning when no one’s around, and literally SCREAM. MY. VOICE, AWAY. yea, i know what “literally” means. I will scream so loudly, so intensely, for a long amount of time and just kill my vocal cords. i wanna be hoarse the rest of the day. No, screw the day. A WEEK. i couldn’t care less at this point. And yes, the phrase is “couldn’t care less”, not “could care less”. The latter implies that there is still an amount of care left in you. i COULDN’T care less. I just need a good scream to rid my body of all these toxins….Yup, toxins. all this negative energy, worrying about the approval of others, fearing rejection, being criticized, all that. Tradition can go fly off a cliff. i just got really annoyed!

I’ve been struggling for months trying to figure out a way to believe in God. I am not even joking right now. I actually got prayed for at a church not too long ago because I told them i wasn’t sure if i believed in God. I kid you not! I was standing there, crying my guts out, my mom is there, hugging me and junk, and i’m just feeling like a complete waste! WHere’s God? Why doesn’t love me? I don’t deserve life, blah blah, yada, potato.

I’m even choking up as we speak (type, whatever). And so, my inevitable breakdown draws near. Hopefully, it doesn’t pop up during the summer, I have plans for fun awesome things and such. But, i don’t want it during school during the fall, either. hmmm….such a dilemma. Anyhow, God or not, straight or not, i’m just gonna sit back and enjoy how funked my mind is. im not even gonna check this for speling erors. so bad, am I rite?

ta-ta…FOR NOW!!!!!!

Reasons I Agree with “Non-believers”…

So today, I ended up in a lukewarm argument (heh) with my friends today. Apparently, “men are spiritually closer to God than woman”…WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!???!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Pardon the excess use of exclamations and question marks…

This, people, is one of the reasons I side with non-believers, atheists, agnos- Whatever, you get it!

To better explain this issue, please welcome Parker.

*waves excitedly*

Hello, ladies and gents! It is your cute, little friend, Parker!

Religion is a very, VERY controversial topic for many, whether believer or non. To add to Watson’s lack of an argument, I will say that this is a most screwed up society. While the opposing can argue that Eve( “wife” of Adam) was born of his own body- his rib- and is therefore inferior to Adam, I can say that sure, she came from his rib. BUT who ultimately got them kicked out the garden? Well, some believe they were both in the wrong, but God didn’t get pissed til Adam blamed Eve for feeding him the fruit. Um, hello Adam, you were supposed to be her guide, her keeper, the Batman to her Robin . Nevermind, bad example. Adam sucks! Terrible friend…Threw her right under the bus when Dad came around.

Anyway, you may be thinking, “men are superior anyway. Guys can beat girls in a fight.” Sure, the male anatomy enables them to be physically stronger than woman AT TIMES, but have you seen female body builders and wrestlers? Better yet, let a 5’1 adult male at 120lbs go against a 6’2 150lb woman.

*in a stupid person voice* But Parker, dats not fair, she’s bigger, doopy, doopy, doo!

I’m done with this stupid topic. This is why I don’t have a religion…

Welp, Parker just stormed out and slammed the door, so….Goodnight, everybody!

Ta-ta for now

Stupid, Old Man

 “Stupid, Old Man”

by: Watson

There’s an old guy that is always around.

He spends all his energy bothering people, making people angry and making people happy.

He really bugged me this year. One minute, I was just walking with him for a little while.

The next, I’m saying goodbye to my friends and talking about summer and the real world.

Stupid Father Time….

“Nation”

Happy June!

This is only my 2nd post…such a veteran, right?

Below is a response I wrote during English today.

America’s supposed to be the “land of the free, the home of the brave”. How can we be free when bullets take out people every second? As days go by, it seems that people get more and more corrupt. Immigrants aren’t allowed, but the pilgrims were the first.

We’ve been fighting for equal rights since Martin Luther King, jr. was in diapers. These states were never united, but there’s a four-minute song about it. At one point, I guess the idea was so pure. When those Europeans sailed upon these mighty shores.

How soon we forget that the so-called “Indians” were here before Queen Isabella gave Columbus that loan. America then, America now, aren’t the same home.

There you have it…..

Thoughts? Comments? Favorite green? Mine’s emerald. Emerald green.

Ttfn..ta-ta for now!