Saturday, August 05, 2006

I'm so frustrated!

My brain is going 500 miles per hour and it's so hard to grab a coherent thought right now.

WHY I'M FRUSTRATED


1. I feel desperately uneducated/ignorant/young ALL THE TIME. My sentences don't sound smart, and even if they do they hardly ever pertain to anything that is minutely important to the world today. For example: I haven't read the extensive works of Whitman, Thoreau, or *gasp* Shakespeare. My big-words-list consists of mono-syllabic creations like 'cool.' And my governmental/political knowledge is, though sound, contained primarily by snippets of office conversation and flipping past NPR during the morning commute.

2. Superman is a fictional character, and no one person can actually save the world. Of course, that means that no one person can destroy the world too, but that doesn't cheer me up much. Humankind is too hungry for self gratification to be on the good side of the spectrum. Myself not excluded.

3. If there was a God, why would all of this pain & suffering be happening? Ah, the million dollar question. God loves us, yet where is God when bad things happen? When children go starving, or people get beaten for no reason, or animals get tortured... when a picture of a starved baby in Africa crawling towards a village 10 miles away while being picked at by vultures waiting for him to die wins a Pultizer prize, or when half of a nation's youth cares only about a socialite's choice of shoe and ignores their comrades at arms. (Maybe I should ask instead why we think anything is happening just for us. I mean, the dinosaurs probably thought everything was happening for them, but they are now just archaic finds and stories for a younger species' children. Maybe God made the world for sharks, and we are just mere decoration.)

*sigh*

You know, there are so many more frustrations for me, but I've complained enough. I think those are the top 3 for now. I do believe in God- yes, Mommy- but it gets rough when the edges start to crack and the outside world creeps in.

Random:
- Corinne Bailey Rae, I love you. You make me giddy as a school girl (probably because your music brings me back to those days).
- Raven, my workout partner, has kicked my BUTT. Every other day is weights day, and by god I swear there are more things you can do with those shiny gym machines than my imagination ever created on it's own.
- Bye Bye Miska! We will see you back here soon.
- Hello Chris!
- I LOVE '10 Things I Hate About You.' It makes me happy like Corinne Bailey Rae.

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