the sunny side...

I have noticed a theme of negativity in my past few posts...
Now, some may say that it's just a reflection of my personality.
That I am a negative, mean person.
Come, come, we all know that that isn't true.
Yes, I feel less sorry for a handicapped person if they are ugly.
Yes, I have been known to call members of my family "bastards" (although, it's much better than my former usage of the word "faggot," right?)
And yes, I enjoy sticking my tongue out at little kids who stare at me.
However, on a more positive note, I also like to hold to the door or elevators open for strangers.
I also had fun writing my sister a poem for her birthday (which was the best damn poem she'll ever receive in her life!).
And, I also find myself not laughing when people trip or have to chase after a bus.

I don't know what the point of this blog is.
I would write a little more, to somehow find a way to make some sense of this nonsense, but I have class in a few minutes.
And, I'm getting tired.
I just had lunch... food coma.