fight for freedom.

i recently heard a speech by martin luther king jr. on the war on vietnam. and it didnt exactly get my thinking focused on how wrong america was. but it got me thinkin about how of all places, america should know, that when a country stages war for its freedom-its a war that country will win. did that beloved country i have come to call home not fight as strongly as they thought possible for our freedom? which mite make this country either the biggest hippocrits or the biggest control freaks or both. and its true americas leaders have made decisions that point america out as power-crazed hippocritical control freaks. but back to the fight for freedom: martin luther king jr had the right idea, freedom shouldn't have to be fought for. if a country wants independence. that independence should be happily granted. and countries should know that everyone deserves the right to be free.

the fascination of zombies.

i, myself, cant help but come to terms with the deep fascination i feel towards those lepro-matic creatures we've come to call zombies. i honestly have no real clue why they intrigue me so much. it might be because of all the monsters in the world, these babies are the closest to real live monsters. and maybe because as freaky as i am i wishh they were real. i wanna run from zombies, smack their brains out with a golf club. it would make for a serious break through in anger management. i wana feel the thrill of the fact that i just might have a chance of being eatin alve by cannibalistic leppers. and i want it to happen in the middle of the school year. and i wanna be driving(speeding) from a mob of them with a million guns in a big ol' hum-vee. i wana feel the freedom of that, the rush. i wanna be with that stupid ex who dumped me for a swampy cheerleader and show him that im more capable of saving his life than the swampy cheerleader who was literally tryin to eat his heart out.

and im thinkin i think bout this stuff too much.

Blogging

It has been a full year since i last blogged, if 'blogged" is even a word. Lately that year had become a burden. I've been begining to feel like blogging might have helped me with my life, i could vent, i could complain, and i could be myself, fully. No one could judge me because no one knew me. That's how life should be, though. No one should be judged by anyone. So im blogging again. And i am hopefully going to blog from here onto the summer, onto my freshmen year(which should be full of things to blog about.) and onto til, i dont know, atleast til after my senior year..

So from here on out, welcome to my world.