How can I possibly begin to describe today?
School ended
Maddie, Olivia, and I all hopped into Alex's car
We all went to sips coffee and tea
and contemplated the worth of our education...

...sounds uninteresting, right?

NAWWW... because then we saw OREST VOLOVYK.

Yes, the fabled orest volovyk. We were parked at a stoplight, when suddenly our grey world was illuminated. "Oh my God... IT'S OREST!!!" It was like seeing a rockstar. We followed him, and yelled at him. Then his mom sped away and turned abruptly into a parking lot... perhaps to lose us? It was such a surreal experience,

life life life life life life life life life OREST life life life life life life life life life life life.

Slamming heads into desks, dad thought we had been kidnapped, we walked for 30 minutes in the mid day sun, neutral white rooms. Neutral white rooms.

What unseasonable weather. Looks like Mother Nature is revolting. Please, for your sake, sell your hummer and buy back your small children (you can afford them once more!) The locusts will come next.
Actually, according to the machines, I am wrong. It's warm because we are receiving artificial heat from Mexico. The American way... we can't make our own heat because heating expenses are skyrocketing? (Because we used up all the oil...) No problem, we'll steal some heat from Mexico.

This blog entry was entirely about the weather. Innovation!

For the past day I’ve been trying to master Audacity (an audio recording program). And I think I’ve finally got it. Now I need to find inspiration. If you've got some... contributions are accepted in comment form.

I pictured having 5 days off school as being a wonderful chunk of time to get all my work done that I’ve been putting off, when all I’ve really done is messed up my sleeping pattern so I’m border-line nocturnal. And here I am, on Sunday, just starting all that work. Well, excluding debate. I've done that mother.

I never thought I could be so interested in an extra curricular where I have to spend hours researching things... but when I’m writing my case, I get so much inspiration when I picture what the other team might say against me, and I find a way to prove my imaginary opponents wrong. People have such inaccurate stereotypes about debaters. There are a lot of really cool people in debate that I would never have gotten to know otherwise. I remember when I told my neighbor that I had joined debate, she looked at me with a face of mock disappointment, "why did you do it honey? It’s social suicide...” I don't know if she's seen mean girl's or not, I don't really care where she got that from, but I'm so tired of people making such broad generalizations. Not all debate kids are pariahs. Not all theatre kids have an insatiable need for attention. Jocks can also be artists, and who knows? That seemingly nerdy girl who sits next to you in Biology might be a pole dancer.

Today was Black Friday. It’s amazing to think that I live in a place where it is socially acceptable to brawl with other women in stores for plastic toys (“…80% off! This is the best day of my life!!”). I went out for a brief period, but after being elbowed by a vicious homemaker and rolled over with a baby stroller in Williams Sonoma, I decided it was time to go home. I was lounging in the living room, basking in the feeling of complete mindlessness the TV often brings, when I found “What Women Want” playing. For those of you who aren’t familiar with it, it’s movie about a guy who wishes he knew what women wanted (hence the creative title) and through some freak accident involving a hairdryer falling into his bathtub, he obtains the power to read women’s minds. He then finds out a lot of women think he’s an asshole… yada yada yada and eventually ends up getting together with a beautiful woman. Overall it was a pretty lame movie, but it did make me think about something (Gasp! She thinks!).

If I were to be given a choice between truth and a lie, my immediate thought would be to choose the truth. The truth is right, and everyone wants verification. But if everyone told the truth, I don't think people would be any happier. Some people may argue that it is basic human nature to tell the truth, I believe that. But I also believe that humans have a more overwhelming desire to like and to be liked which keeps us from telling the truth to others. Sometimes we keep the truth from our parents to make us seem to be better children, sometimes to our friends to avoid conflicts. Sometimes we lie to ourselves to glorify or debase other people. If we were raised in a world were everyone was honest, things would be different, but in our society everyone is so sensitive. Even when I am telling the 'truth' I feel as though it is a mollified version that smoothes over the nastier aspects. I'm not expecting anyone to be enlightened, or to be compelled to live a life of honesty, because I would be thoroughly depressed if everyone told me what they really think. If the world was full of truth, then it would be openly exposed how nasty we really are.

A new blog, that's the way to go.

Innovation! Out with the old... the time has come to herald in the new age of better blogs. It is my personal promise to each and every one of you, my devoted readers, that this blog will fulfill your wildest dreams. As a blauthor, The duty has been bestowed upon me to expose the gooey center of truth beneath the flaky crust of lies! And believe me, friends, it will be a feast... of knowledge! No longer will your minds be disillusioned by this world, it is time to be led into the flourescent light of truth. Abandon your morals. Accept me, Dede Pless, as your author and savior. Congratulations... this will be the start of a wonderful relationship.

Thank you, and goodnight.


PS: This blog will be exactly the same.