Friday, September 30, 2011
[CP] Technology kills your wallet?
I think technology is always competing and sometimes it's so pointless. I feel as if they are the same products, but just a different name. It's funny how some people spend so much money on these things and next year they come out with a new thing, then buy the same exact one, but with "new" features. Sometimes people don't think on what they are spending on.. You can spend 300 on something worth it or many multiple items. What these companies do to you is KILL YOUR WALLET. They slowly always "improve" these little gadgets, so you can buy the new ones. It's all a plan and people buy it... They manipulate people to thinking that its "cheap" or its going to change your life.
All I'm trying to say is technology sometimes can be a distraction. It's cool to have these little gadgets, but buying every single gadget.... I think thats a waste. For example, my uncle is always buying new technology, I don't criticize him for it, but if he added up all his spendings he'd probably be a millionaire. Just exaggerating, but shoot it's true. I kind of talked to him about it, but he didn't listen because his passion is his hobby. Well in the end of all this, please people watch what you buy. Don't want you going broke for a dumb reason. Well have good day.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
[FP] Music...
Why is it so influential? Have you just sat back and asked yourself is this really worth listening to? I feel as if music describes people in many ways. Believe it or not some of our actions are from the music we listen to, whether good or bad. Music has been around for quiet a while and it's always going to be in this world till it ends. Unless the government takes it away and yeah. Anyways, music is a great thing, but sometimes can haunt us later in life. Don't get me wrong I love music and any type of music, but some people don't understand that it can change us as individuals. It seems nowadays all music is about sex, money, drugs. Wanna know what sucks about that? Some people will think that's cool and live that lifestyle that artist is living. Then they start making stupid decisions because if an artist can do it, that means they can do it too.
The music industry does this because it makes them $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ and that's all that matters. They don't care if a child or anyone kills someone because they were influenced by music. I'm not saying this that all people will do this, but as humans we have to respect that people have different views on things. So the littlest things can affect anyone. Well I'm out... so the next time you listen to the music you listen to... Please think about what you are listening to.
The music industry does this because it makes them $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ and that's all that matters. They don't care if a child or anyone kills someone because they were influenced by music. I'm not saying this that all people will do this, but as humans we have to respect that people have different views on things. So the littlest things can affect anyone. Well I'm out... so the next time you listen to the music you listen to... Please think about what you are listening to.
[BC] Darkroom...
I woke up in the dark and I couldn't see anything, but I felt a little breeze from a fan. It was very cold in the room and I was determined to turn it off. The room felt like a ice box and I could feel the chills coming up on the back of my spine. I tried to talking to see if anyone was there, but no one responded and I felt as if I was trapped in a maze.
I shut my eyes to see if I was really dreaming, but when I opened them I still couldn't see and I still felt the cold breeze from the fan. So I get up from this dark place and try to walk, but the fear of walking into a warping black hole was in my head. The paranoia kicks in and I sit back down to calm my self, but I'm sweating and yelling for help. Still no answer and it frustrates me because I cannot see and plus I'm freezing my balls off. I continue to sit and rock back and forth because it started to get really cold. So I get up once again and I trip over something and I feel the blood rushing down my nose and I start crying. My tears hit my chest like bullets because of this dark room I'm in. I get back up and just suck it up, but then I feel as if I hit a brick wall and I fell straight on my back. My body is aching and I'm really motivated to get the hell out of this dark room. I get back up once again and I fear that I'm going to fall in the black hole, so I sat back down. I continued to plot and plot, but it was starting to freeze in the room. I ask myself... What kind of fan is this? How did I end up in this dark ass room? Is this even a fan? So after 15-20 mins I get up again walking and I start to feel my surroundings... I feel a table and I follow this wooden table till it stops. While touching this table I cut myself from a really sharp object that felt like a knife.
As I walk I'm getting colder and colder to the point where I can barely feel my legs. My body feels weak and I have a bunch of cuts, bruises, and tears of frustration. I walk really cautious and again I tripped over something, but this time it cuts my leg and I start yelling for help. The cut felt like going under surgery, but without any medicine to make you numb or sleepy so you cannot feel the pain. My vision feels weak and I feel like I cannot do it anymore. But I squeeze my eyes to the point where it looks like I cannot see. I see a little flashing light, but it wasn't bright enough for me to follow it. So, I was determined to get to this yellow light that was flashing. I get back up and I fall again because of the crucial cut in my leg. So much blood falling down from my nose and my lower legs, it felt like I was swimming in my own blood. I continue to walk, but I feel as if i'm getting closer to this "fan" because the breeze was getting stronger and stronger. As I take my little baby steps I felt like I stepped on someone and I start to freak out and I black out for a couple mins.
I woke up and everything was still the same, but the room was extra cold and I was shivering to the point where my teeth were chuckling. I rub my eyes and I still see the light flickering or blinking and it just makes me angry. As I get closer the breeze of this deadly machine makes me cringe and fall to the ground. I get back up and I'm probably like a raisin all pruned up and weak. I get closer and closer to this cold machine and I hit my head on it beacuse I tripped over something that felt like a basketball because I heard it bouncing and drifiting away like a car passing by. I wake up and next thing you know i'm blinded by the light and I slowly start to see everything in this room I was in. It was my grandparents room in the Philippines, but modified.
I shut my eyes to see if I was really dreaming, but when I opened them I still couldn't see and I still felt the cold breeze from the fan. So I get up from this dark place and try to walk, but the fear of walking into a warping black hole was in my head. The paranoia kicks in and I sit back down to calm my self, but I'm sweating and yelling for help. Still no answer and it frustrates me because I cannot see and plus I'm freezing my balls off. I continue to sit and rock back and forth because it started to get really cold. So I get up once again and I trip over something and I feel the blood rushing down my nose and I start crying. My tears hit my chest like bullets because of this dark room I'm in. I get back up and just suck it up, but then I feel as if I hit a brick wall and I fell straight on my back. My body is aching and I'm really motivated to get the hell out of this dark room. I get back up once again and I fear that I'm going to fall in the black hole, so I sat back down. I continued to plot and plot, but it was starting to freeze in the room. I ask myself... What kind of fan is this? How did I end up in this dark ass room? Is this even a fan? So after 15-20 mins I get up again walking and I start to feel my surroundings... I feel a table and I follow this wooden table till it stops. While touching this table I cut myself from a really sharp object that felt like a knife.
As I walk I'm getting colder and colder to the point where I can barely feel my legs. My body feels weak and I have a bunch of cuts, bruises, and tears of frustration. I walk really cautious and again I tripped over something, but this time it cuts my leg and I start yelling for help. The cut felt like going under surgery, but without any medicine to make you numb or sleepy so you cannot feel the pain. My vision feels weak and I feel like I cannot do it anymore. But I squeeze my eyes to the point where it looks like I cannot see. I see a little flashing light, but it wasn't bright enough for me to follow it. So, I was determined to get to this yellow light that was flashing. I get back up and I fall again because of the crucial cut in my leg. So much blood falling down from my nose and my lower legs, it felt like I was swimming in my own blood. I continue to walk, but I feel as if i'm getting closer to this "fan" because the breeze was getting stronger and stronger. As I take my little baby steps I felt like I stepped on someone and I start to freak out and I black out for a couple mins.
I woke up and everything was still the same, but the room was extra cold and I was shivering to the point where my teeth were chuckling. I rub my eyes and I still see the light flickering or blinking and it just makes me angry. As I get closer the breeze of this deadly machine makes me cringe and fall to the ground. I get back up and I'm probably like a raisin all pruned up and weak. I get closer and closer to this cold machine and I hit my head on it beacuse I tripped over something that felt like a basketball because I heard it bouncing and drifiting away like a car passing by. I wake up and next thing you know i'm blinded by the light and I slowly start to see everything in this room I was in. It was my grandparents room in the Philippines, but modified.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
[RP] Military man.
A quote from Jazmine Negrete's blog
The thoughts of leaving the side of our parents because it is time to spread our wings and flyThis is probably what I think about 80% the time during school and at home. I'm going to the military and oh man i'm scared, but at the same time I'm not. I want to join the military because I want to explore this world and have exciting adventures with my squad. After thinking about it for 2 years I finally made my decision to join the Reserves for the United States Air Force. It was the toughest decision to make because active duty, reserves, and the national guard had some much to offer. Like anything else, it had it's pro's and cons about everything.
What made me choose the military was my family. My family has served through all military branches. From the Navy, Army, Marines, and the Air Force we've been through it all and I just want to continue the streak. My grandpa was always the one who motivated me the most because he was a definition of a real man. He never let my grandma work and always provided for his huge family. He would always tell my grandma always to stay home and take care of the kids, while he did the rough stuff. I will never forget my grandpa because he put his life on the line and never gave up on anything. My grandpa played super hero all of his life and now he's retired and he's chilling in his homeland, which is in the Philippines. He still spoils my grandma and still caters to her no matter what.
[CP] Drug wars?
Why are drugs so powerful? Why do people do this for a living? Do they not get that any given second that they could die. Drugs are a powerful thing in this world and they will never go away. It's a fact drugs have been around since forever. They will always rule any country, but we can end this by doing as much as we can to stop these drugs killing innocent people. Drugs are not only affecting people, but education as well. How can this go to education? What does education have to do with drugs? It's crazy how this society works and how people want to handle things. They strip the education from these innocent kids, who just want to make an impact in this world.
Drugs are an evil thing in this world and we will never learn how to stop it from flooding in. People nowadays rely on drugs to "escape" their problems, but honestly when you wake up its going to be there the next day. Drugs take over people and change their ways and not only that, but make them psycho. I don't get this video because why would drug dealers involve themselves in the education system? In the end.... this will never go away its something that will last forever in this world. I'm not saying drugs taking over education, but drugs in general and it's really sad.
[FP] Honesty
It's a really hard thing to do at times especially when it's on the spot. Trust me though, being honest is one of the best traits you can ever have. Yeah honesty maybe harsh, but in the end its the truth and truth hurts. Being honest with someone shows that you aren't scared to show them the truth. What do you get out of lying? A bunch of other shit that adds on and makes situations worse. It makes you feel good for a second, but once someone finds out that you lied... You'll feel like shit in the end.
After today I learned the biggest lesson of my life and I will never do that shit ever again. Lying isn't going to get you any where in life. I got caught up in the moment and didn't want to face the fact it would lead me to an argument. But it's life and you learn from all your dumb decisions and you just move on from there. You just have to promise yourself that you don't do it again. Change can happen at any second, minute, hour. It's just the matter of you willing to change. Change is for the good because you realize what you need to fix as a person. Well to conclude this post.... All I'm trying to say is.... BE HONEST. It's the best trait around.
After today I learned the biggest lesson of my life and I will never do that shit ever again. Lying isn't going to get you any where in life. I got caught up in the moment and didn't want to face the fact it would lead me to an argument. But it's life and you learn from all your dumb decisions and you just move on from there. You just have to promise yourself that you don't do it again. Change can happen at any second, minute, hour. It's just the matter of you willing to change. Change is for the good because you realize what you need to fix as a person. Well to conclude this post.... All I'm trying to say is.... BE HONEST. It's the best trait around.
Friday, September 16, 2011
[CURRENTP] Weapons?!
Its crazy how people can make these weapons and kill many people. Do they not think who they are hurting? And what families they are affecting? Weapons shouldn't be used unless people have a real reason on why to use them. In my opinion voicing your opinion and talking things out are better than shooting, killing, and causing mass destruction to the world. Whats the point of that? When we have mouths for a reason. Instead of wasting billions of dollars on these things, lets just use that money on something more important.. Like... EDUCATION.
I hate how certain governments / places use their money on the most stupidest things out there. Maybe if we used our money wisely on education there would be more smarter decisions out there or let me rephrase that smarter people. The point of weapons are a waste of money and certain places she recollect themselves and actually think about what they are wasting their money on. Well till next time... Stay up and keep a positive attitude.
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