Fuck Bush + fuck this war.

I dont even live in America but the way they treat their war veterans is pathetic.I was watching Dr. Phil (yes i have no life) and it was about the VA (vetarans administration) and how unbelievably crap they are at taking care of their own people.Countless suicides could have been prevented had the VA not sent soldiers who suffered from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder home instead of giving them the treatment they need. And a man who lost his eye and his leg for his country is being put on the back burner and having to wait months for the treatment he needs. I was never really fond of America, and i have never been more glad that Bush lost the latest election. Hopefully Obama can do a better job of running his country and caring for his people than that stupid idiot Bush ever could.

After a wholesome night of church fun...

i sit here, tired, waiting.
waiting for the rain to come, or the sun to shine
or the grass to grow or the paint to dry
im in the waiting place
waiting for my life to clarify itself to meor even just give me a glimpse of direction
should i follow in footsteps and shadows?
or step into the spotlight?
pick the well worn paths, or the road less travelled?

i sit here, tired, wondering.
wondering if the world's as beautiful as first glance makes you believe
wondering if my sitting here right now writing this has a purpose
wondering if my prince will come
or even if my arch nemeses in life will be conquered
wondering if my dreams will ever be reality and if my nightmares will ever cease
wondering if memories fade with youth
or if we remember all the happiness and turmoil like it were felt that very day
wondering if anything will ever turn out the way one plans it to.

i sit here, tired, alone.
in a usually loud house with only the sounds of my fingers on keys
too tired to stay awake, but to alive to go to sleep
why waste what potentially little time i have left on dreams which hold hidden meanings?
when i could seek the Truth in my waking hours.
and i sit here, contemplating my truths and my world.
waiting.
wondering.
alone.

I wish....

i was older, living in a flat with a bunch of people i previously didn't know but are lovely and into music and art. i would work in a super trendy bar which played super cool music and was full of students. i'd go to college during the day and study music, dance, photography & drama. on my days off me and my flatmates would hold little get togethers and chill with all our friends. i'd have a lovely, funny, like-minded boyfriend who takes me out on romantic dates, watches scary movies with me and makes me laugh. we'd live a carefree, comfortable life. and i'd always find time to do the things i love