We all Enter a World of Clashing Colors

Indecision, I really don't like feeling that. Yet I usually do, especially when it comes to what I want to do, be, and what impact I leave on this world. Everything just fogs up, because everyone is trying be heard and fight for all these different causes. And everyone is competing to be the loudest, or the biggest, or have the focus on them or their cause. So here I am getting ready to step out into the world, and the second I open my mind, I'm bombarded with all these things, and options. All of which are complicated, with two sides to them and neither completely good or bad. The world seems to be a thousand shades of gray, with thousands of more colors all mixed together, with diffrent interpretations by every single person on this planet. So stepping out into the world with contradicting advice, and conflicting directions, It's pretty daunting. If I want to find what type of person I want to be, the views I should believe in, whats worth putting my heart into, how I want the world to see me, and how I should see the world, where do I turn? How do I know for sure who's right and who's wrong?, if it's different in everyone's eyes. In a mixed, messed up, completely amazing, and totally astonashing world, how am I suppose to make sense of anything? Sure I can take one thing at a time, and everything as it comes. But then I may be too late to help or everything may come at once. Confusion, doubt, and Indecision seem to come hand in hand in growing up. Since I doubt even a 251 year old person will answer any of the questions in here, I will bid you ado, and Good Luck to everyone on make sense of this world. L8r.

Don't Blame The Baby

I hate when people use the excuse "It's my body I can do what I want with it" in defense of abortion. That is the worst excuse I have ever heard. The women arn't the ones paying for it. The babies are. They are getting their chance at life stolen from them just because irresponsible people are sleeping around unprotected. It isn't the baby's fault that they were born to parents who neither wanted them, or were ready for them. In my opinion if they are pregnant, and don't want the baby, carry to full term, or find someone who will, then give the baby to a family who actually wants a baby. Their are many other solutions to unwanted pregnancies. Abortion is just the easiest and cruelest way out. Just because someone screwed up, doesn't mean the child is a screw up, they are NOT mistakes, the only mistake was who their parents were. Abortion is just another means of murder, to a complete innocent, who wasn't even given a chance to live.

Argueing with Kids Voices

Do you want to know something that really bothers me; it's when people ask "why are you argueing with a child?" Children can think too, they know how to part take in an argument, so why does the fact that their children matter. Yes, I will readily admit that teens and children can be incredibly petty and are easily swayed by their emotions. But so are many adults. A persons emotions is what gives a person passion, it's what gives a person drive. So what if we depend on it a little more than a full grown adult. We're learning from every argument we have. We're learning to make a point, defend our case, stand for what we believe in, pick and choose our battles and most importantly fight with words. We can think So why shouldn't we speak, we have voices so why shouldn't we use them. If you don't want to argue with kids let it be because, you don't want to argue period. Not because their kids.

This beauty, is my dream car.

Aston Martin V12 Vanquish

Isn't it beautiful people, this my friends is my dream car. Which I know will stay just that due to the fact that I don't plan on becoming some millionare any time in the future, just enough to be somewhat comfortable. I don't usually care about material things but I decided to make an exception and enjoy dreaming about this car. L8r.

Power.

Recently I was thinking. I was contemplating war, the means for it, and what drives the fighters on each opposing side. And whether if either side is ever right. I came to several conclusions during my "stupid moments" (as I like to call them considering how stupid I am being staring off into space with a neverending list of "To-Do's" always in my lap):

a) No one wins in War, everybody loses something.

b) All parties involved are both right and wrong, why? because they are both fighting for something they belive in, in something they trust with their whole minds, bodies, and hearts is right. (except for those people who are doing most of the dirty work without any choice)

c) There is no right and wrong just power. Right and wrong are useful, bothersome, yet neccesary illusions that we set ourselves, and the world around us. Right and wrong is, in my opinion, just categories we have set to narrow down our choices of what to do with this power we have. They're our way of creating some semblance of order in the chaotic nature of the physical world around us, for the sheer purpose to help us understand and cope with it all.

Now I may be wrong, and these conclusions I've come to may just show that I am a few cards short of a full deck, but that is for you to decide. Well Good Luck and Good Night.

What to say....

Hmmm what to say..........I never was any good at jotting things down bluntly, saying; sure...thinking; hard not to, But writing....yeah not the greatest. I'm a bit paranoid soooo usually when I write about myself or my family I delete, or destroy it. I don't actually have a reason to be, but I am, besides my family tells the whole world all of our stories enough for me and each other. Well I should go. I have school today, So L8r.