what happened to 3

Very strange ...
I snoop through Facebook photos of friends' children and think to myself, "when did we grow up?"
I don't remember when it happened, but it did. I think I was asleep between the ages of 19 and 23, and that's when we apparently became adults.
There's another feeling, one I'm not so familiar with.
I think it could be called craving. Much the way I'll crave a tasty treat, or a juicy steak.
This craving, longing or desire, whatever, comes from looking at friends' kids.
Gasp!
Children?!
When in the hell will I have the time, money and most important, patience for children?
Would I want to bring a child into a world that promotes profit, technology and greed?
I guess.

five

Oh my.
Shaking off the negativity of my last post.
Why is it, that when one is not in the brightest of moods,
that one will imagine things that will anger one further?
The human psyche needs to evolve.
When the shit is flying, we should imagine sweet, wonderful things that will make us smile or dare I suggest, laugh.
Bogged down in the little, insignificant details that we actually have little to no control over, we vent our frustrations on innocent bystanders.
In the wrong place at the wrong time.
I'll rattle in my head, firing insult after insult at the bus driver that doesn't make the light, or breaks several times to come to a complete stop.
The establishment tells us, "be thin, be pretty, be happy."
However, that same establishmnet gives us fast food, microwaves and poisins the environment so that everything gives us cancer, depletes the ozon layer and starves countries.
We can't compete, complain or compare.

four

Good morning!!!
What is going on in this world?
Admittedly, I'm no tech-savvy girl, but surely one with ecxeptional writing skills can make something of herself on this thing we call the Web, can't she?
I'm applying for jobs that previously I would have passed by, only because a silly thing like rent is expected of me very shortly.
Christ, what else can I do?
Keep optomostic, don't you be a grumpy.
when the road gets bumpy, just smile, Smile, smile
and be happy!
Yeah, much easier sung that done!!!

Two

Still learning, but repitition helps.

What a beautiful day for the 420 celebration!

I hope it's a world-wide thing, I haven't researched, amazingly enough, the origin of 420.

Having recently focussed two major end-of-school assignments on cannabis, and it's many, many wonders, I find it odd to realize that I've left an angle uninspected.

I guess the thing about learning, is that you're never finished.

Number one

Well, slap my bum, and call me a blogger!

Very, very new to this technology, but it's not going anywhere and neither am I, dang it!

I hope to get to this every day, especially now that I've almost graduated, and have yet to gain full-time employment. Thank goodness for patient and loving boyfriends.

The title of the blog is a slice of one of my many autobiography titles, "Don't judge a book by its cover, or the first half of its chapters." I turned over a new leaf a couple of years ago.

Other titles include, "If dad had a grave, he'd roll over in it!" and "I have trouble asking for help."