5月25日
I have nothing better to do right now than to sit here and writ on this thing, which hardly anyone reads... Ah well... I feel like just going outside and screaming at the top of my lungs and then go for a long run, but I can't, its to late to do anything like that... I don't have a place to run to anyways... Its not like there are any nice big open area parks around here... I wish there were... Maybe people would visit them more, maybe if we stopped sitting around on our asses we would get something done, but I am no better than anyone else, I am sitting here. I don't understand why no one stands up for the little guy anymore and why it is fun to make fun of the substitute teacher in an English class. I don't understnd why everyone thinks its funny to embarrass the kid next to you, I don't think you should make them feel worse about what ever this embarrassing thing may be. I don't know why people like to point the finger at one person, as if that will solve the problem. Its as if to say "You! You're the one to blame! Why did you allow for this to happen? Why did you do this to us?" when it couldn't possibly have been just this persons fault. We like to think that it was them and not us; we like to think that we were confused at first and didn't know what we were talking about. I don't understand why it always has to be this way or that way, and only room for a gray area when its convenient for them. I know I'm a silly teenage girl with silly little dreams of peace; I know what I am asking for is obviously to much for society to go through with. Many have asked and many have prayed for it to happen, if only for a little while, but what would seem weird about peace being broken is that something outside and unfamiliar would have to stir the peace. Why would someone want to do that unless they had a problem with our peaceful understanding, maybe it is because our ways are different, we stare at each other, with eyes that question endlessly. Our robes are different and so are our eyes, our noses, and our hairs. Our faces seem to be different shapes, and out fingers look dangerous to one another, our simulairities are now millions of cells different. The three of us stare, wondering, even the one that once looked so much like you is now a hideous beast and a complex language. How do I know if I can trust this person anymore, look at that one, I hear his language translations and he has a point... is all you think. Why such a change in additude? Why don't we just trust each other? Why can't we just get rid of the ugly masks we wear to each others houses? When will the strangly dressed "royalty" come to an agrreement that isn't about money, but rather what is best for the world's people?
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