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I bet no one even checks this fucking blog anymore. It is probably going to settle on the bottom of the blog sea as a layer of blog sediment. Ain’t that fancy.

 It might just seem like I’m just pulling shit out of my ass at this point, but atleast i’m putting the effort into it. Last minute writer’s block has kinda got me now, all i’m really thinking now is when is that bell going to ring? I stare at the clock almost every other minute and at time I feel like it’s actually going backwards. Time is of the essence but at the same time we have all the time in the world. Damn my brain is just going crazy now, just telling me to write down every word that i’m thinking of. Thinking about it now I think I am having that moment. I can’t believe how long time really flies. I mean when you live it could seem like forever but when you look back it seems like it just went by so fast. I mean this has been a long eventful year. Every class in every day just felt like another day, and when school was finally out that felt like a whole new day just started. Now that it’s almost over it feels like it went by so quick. It’s funny how our mind works.

I didn’t really have that moment of realization about the last day of school. About us seniors being seniors. About us almost ready to all head our seperate ways. About graduation just right around the corner and about us getting ready to go to college and start working on bigger adult plans. I don’t really know. I guess I don’t really see it as a strong event in my life. I mean it’s not like school is over, I still have college to go to. This just means there’s no more bullshit with our classmen and younger earlier classmen. I’m about start playing with the big boys, I’m about to start working with bigger picture shit. I’m about to put my focus to test and see how it does. I think it’ll go well. I just can’t lose sight of that focus. It’s almost time to show that I know how to play.

California seems like it’s broken nowadays. I know I’m not the only one who has noticed this. It’s pouring in may, that’s not right. April showers don’t just bring more showers. It could be something about global warming and climate changes. So what, global rises in temperature causes arctic glaciers to melt which causes slushy icy water to flow down to California which makes it rain more? That’s complicated as fuck. We should like recycle or shoot 3 tons of carbon monoxide or something. You look around Rohnert Park. You see the abundance in rain. Then you see how dry and shitty the creeks have turned in the past few years. You know something is wrong here.

Summer’s coming back. School’s almost out, the sun’s actually trying to show its face, and the market is opening again. Wednesday Night Market is pretty much the summer’s weekly market where you can go and grab a fat dinosaur leg, a lemonade, and listen to a bunch of local music and shit. It was the high point of the summer wednesdays around here. It was something to do.

There never really seems like enough to do when you’re a teenager, no matter where you live. If you grew up there, if you’ve lived there your whole life, if you’ve finally adapted and grown accustomed to the town you’re in now, it gets boring after a while. You could’ve grown up on the greatest place on earth, or mars or whatever. The same sights, people, and opportunities will eventually get stale for you.

That’s usually where new events or activities come in. Open a county fair, a market, a concert, or a dog show. Anything to keep us from gouging our eyes out from seeing the same exact shit all the fucking time. Lack of things to do is actually a big cause of drugs, vandalism, and other miscellaneous delinquency among teenagers. You learn these kind of things growing up as a Rohnert Park adolescent.

You ask any kid around here why they do certain things, they’ll probably tell you that they have nothing better to do. Some kids make a hobby out of these things, that’s kinda bad. Now if we keep creating more things to do, we can use those things as a substitute for the bad ones. But that would only help so much.

I think that getting in trouble for wearing patriotic clothing on another country’s “cultural holiday” is ridiculous. That’s like getting in trouble for wearing orange on St. Patrick’s Day. But if I were to look at it from another perspective, they could’ve just been flaunting that around like jackasses. It’s not entirely doubtful. Bandannas kinda do take things to a different level. But in high school they’re also kind of a trend. Around here a trend you get in trouble for though, “gang affiliation” they say. Maybe that kid was just part of some crazy American anti multi-culture gang that he and like 3 other kids made. You never know when you try to view things from every different angle that you can. But it does tend do help make sense out of things. I noticed we do that a lot in this class. Perspective-based work. Hopefully everyone in here will get a sense in seeing things from others points of view. I know I need to do that more, I think we all do.

The oil spill down by the gulf of mexico well obviously sucks. After the months it takes to fix how are the nearby coasts going to look? Probably not very good. We’ve got near tons of oil being spilled all over the gulf and that’s going to destroy the environment to a major extent. Plants are gonna die, sealife is gonna go to shit. All the animals nearing the coast are gonna be affected, either directly by the oil or indirectly by the oil destroying their food and their shelter. Society’s really gonna suck over there. Alot of fishermen, alot of farmers. Anyone who makes their income from the coast is gonna take a hard hit from this. And it’s not gonna be fixed in the next few months, it’s just not gonna get any worse.

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Oxycontin is a time-released pill. It’s an opiate-based pain killer that is prescribed by doctors to relieve extreme pains.  An opiate’s main active substance is morphine, which kills pain by directly effecting your central nervous system. Kinda like heroin, but prescribed. The major problem with it is its tendency to be abused. Oxy abuse has had a rise in kids and adults over the years, most of them see it as a “cleaner” way to do a drug. They don’t seem to realize that drugs, prescribed or not, are still a very dangerous thing to abuse.

Drugs are bad. And they are most definitely not for everyone. But that doesn’t really stop anyone from actually doing them. Much less abusing them or just not being generally smart with them. If you look closely around the school or our general community you could find a good handful of people just rolling around on them.

I can’t really say much about doing it myself. I mean I don’t abuse or do these. It’s not what I would look for in a drug. I’d rather have something that flipped all these different switches in my brain. Making me think differently, more deeply you might say, about the natural things in life. But that’s if I had to choose..

geriatric (adj.) – of old age.

The geriatric man took three steps outside and succumbed to a stroke, a heart attack, and fell into a diabetic coma, while he geriatrically smashed his volkswagon with wooden panels on the sides into a row of chess tables outside the nursing home.

Rust increases and decays metal with age.

malcontent (noun) – one who bears a grudge from a sense of grievance or thwarted ambition

When sentenced to life in prison, the malcontent stared very angrily at the judge.

He would’ve gotten away with it too, if it weren’t for those meddling kids.