I recently paid a visit to the Museum of the Regiments as a school outing. It really made me take a much more melancholic outlook on mankind. I lost faith in the future of the human race. It made me wonder, as to how we could possibly let ourselves, the supposedly more intelligent and civilized species, get this bad. Where did we go wrong? How could be possibly let ourselves become so stupid, so materialistic and self absorbed? Why do we create problems so bad, that we end up resorting to violence and massacring to solve it? Why are we killing ourselves?
It is true that war has given us technological progress and improved our quality of life. But only a standard materialist standard. And at what price? Also, the technological progress we gained would probably never be necessary without the creation of war in the first place. The wars that were started and the atrocities committed probably would have never happened if it weren�t for stupid little problems us humans had created.
And that is the most astonishing part for me. We massacre ourselves. And for what? Will it really truly make us happier? Are we better people? In the end, what did we really gain? Have we really evolved? Or are we still primitive monkey men thumping our chests and marking pissing on �our� territory?
Ahahaha.... if I haven't sent you the thingy that that good ol' John Cleese wrote, you can read it here... oh the hilarity...
Saturday, February 15, 2003
I went to my first protest ever today... it was pretty cool except I was tired as hell because Brooklyn and I went right after I left Dan�s house (Why were we eating waffles at like 3 in the morning, they�re a crazy family I say.) I also forgot my socks there so my toes were freezing off so Brooklyn and I left early. There was this one speaker in particular, like some sort of Christian Religious Master Man that was really good. He radiated a lot of energy when he spoke and you could feel the crowd just like totally feeding off of it. It was great... I plan on attending other peace related demonstrations in the near future. Hopefully on time next time and dressed more appropriately.
Man... the Auxiliary was amazing last night. I had so much fun just sitting there watching everything that was going on around me. It was all good until this drunk guy started licking my face and my hands and grabbing my tit. And than the old man on the train that was talking to us... old people are so very scary. Brooklyn�s little friends are so cool... Rory and Alexa I believe they were.... But crap, I forgot to get the flyers from this guy named Byron I believe it was... and I didn�t see Fingers! SADNESS.
I have witnessed TV�s newest low: Am I Hot? Like what the hell? We are just getting stupider and stupider. It's the sign of the apocalypse I say. Apocalypse indeed.
I started my new courses last week for the rest of my first year in high school. I really like Art so far. In fact our first assignment was to make like a name card �using lines only� to describe yourself. Mine is so colorful it is magically happy. And for the longest time I was waving it in peoples faces and telling them to be happy. I�m pretty sure I pissed off all of the depressed pessimists. Oh well... happiness is good... it is happy. However, I really want to go to Alternative high school... I have been ever since I heard about it but hesitated for I did not know anyone there. But now that Daniel is going there, at least there will one familiar face now. Problem is, is that my father apparently has something against the school and for now legitimate reason. At least not from what I�ve heard. I guess I shall just have to persist. And I will continue to take French, just won�t do the immersion thing anymore. And amongst my other courses are Social which looks good right now even though I�ve had a bad start with some projects already and like speaking French is hard because I haven�t spoken it in 8 months. There�s math which for some odd reason my crazy grade 9 teacher put me in Pure because according to him I have �potential�. Potential my ass, I am certain I failed the test on Wednesday just because numbers and logical thinking aren�t my thing... I don�t �swing that way�. But I like the teacher a lot. he�s very helpful and enthusiastic which is always happy. And I have FLA (French Language Arts). I don�t think the teacher has taken much of a liking to me though... I don�t know, I don�t really have physical evidence quite yet being only the second week with her. But I just get that feeling you know? Oh well...
Been listening to various things lately. In particular some of Bob Dylan�s work. Very good, very politically driven lyrics. Of course good ol� Led Zeppelin. Currently Tangerine and Since I�ve Been Loving You. Oh yes and the scary Fantomas. Like crap... I don�t know how to describe them. Like Brooklyn said they could be the Scampering Fetuses official band. Especially this one song, Rosemary�s Baby. Starts out with a creepy child singing. Like la la la la la sort of thing. I swear to god listening to these guys will only drive one not only to the brink of insanity, but totally over the edge. They are insanity in a musical form.
Other wise... nothing of extreme excitingness has occurred... at least not that I can remember... haha.
Isn't insanity just MAGICAL?