Thursday, March 12, 2009

ouch.

on my way home from gym class (to take a shower), I turned the corner of the main street that connects to my street a few blocks down...

It happened in 5 seconds...and I saw it like this....

A heavy set woman with caramel skin and short hair, in a fitting pink t-shirt and fitting black shorts on was reaching towards a house from the edge of it's lawn.
A tall black man in a tall white tee and blue jeans was pulling her away from the house...
A house with the lawn perfectly in tact, the porch perfectly in tact, the front perfectly in tact, with an open front door...

Looking into the front door I noticed something quite stomach turning, despite the fact that I had no real connection with these people...

The house was ON FIRE.

I looked into the front door, which was open enough to see the back of the house if the architecture was so permitting; and the second doorway, which may have formerly been a hall or something was AFLAME. Walls and doorways inside of the house were black and on fire.

I did not stop driving. I was already heading down the street and did not realize what I had actually seen until about a block later.

And I checked my rear view mirror, and the police had arrived, and I heard fire trucks blaring in the close distance.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

hmph.


Whatever.

I find now that I find myself being annoyed with people who are in that complete stage of rebellion (except for my sisters, they are 15 and 17). But I mean, I've been hanging out with lots of different people, and I find myself asking myself (in my head), "am I too serious??? Do I need a different kind of fun???"

I mean....I guess it is me then. I am quite serious sometimes, and overact a lot. Maybe its all me, or maybe everyone is destined for the immaturity in which they embody ...for life.

Maybe I'm just annoyed. Or maybe I'm not overacting, and maybe I coincidentally really am lost in a deep sea of immature people, cause that's how I feel, and it's bothering the hell outta me.

A lesson not learned, will be repeated.

What is the lesson here?

or maybe there is just too much going on right now.

I need to clear my head.