The Mood

Ahhh, the mood, mmmm, the mood....

Well, the mood is what is being set in a room, or an area, every second of every moment that it has existence, perhaps, you could look to the chair next to you, and see a spirit sitting there making itself comfortable. Perhaps not as well. This world is ruled by leaders that sometimes are voted for by people, and sometimes just brought to power by fate, or by an iron fist, or some damn thing. The fact of the matter is, in most of my writing, there is vulgarity, such as swearing, or using language that refers to the way someone, or something is dying, or being tortured. To show that the months of being in rooms full of fumes from rubber cement hasn't detered my brain in any way, shape, or form, I must continue to write this blog as if my life depended on it.... we'll call it, my free write blog.

Just recently i gave a teacher of mine, who in my opinion is quite talented at teaching, and so on, and so forth, the website to my blog. This could be thought of a move on my part, but i made no advance to make this writing seen, besides, it's almost embarassing, it's just a way to keep from being stressed too much...

One of my main points of this essay, i just forgot, so ill continue to write other topics down, though seemingly useless, they can proof to be very important in an essay that is used to bring out my inner thoughts, though not too deep, secret, and/or dank if that thought suits the situation of this quite inteligent conversation im having, reguardless if it's one sided....

Think of yourself as a person who is very important, because you are. If you are visiting this blog, then of course you are to me, because that way, i get you to see all these....Wonderful...things that go on inside my head, again, they may NOT be deep,dark, and/or dank, because i said so.

With all the problems in the world today, it's amazing there are still people that place loyalty, and respect in there pathetic countries, i mean, not to be the OPINIONATED one of the bunch, but in my opinion, even america has it's little doodads and perplexities, complex things that no one wants to refer to for a presentation before the class.

To think that perhaps I, or anyone around me would make a difference in a large scale in this world is wierd. Think of someone from my english class for example, becoming president of the united states, or an embassadar for a country i don't know the name of.

I would like to say i strive to learn things, but that would be saying too much. For I, though curious about the outer workings, and inner workings of government, don't have the sheer effort it takes to be outgoing enough to use what i know to gain advantage.

I would also like to say that im a quiet person, striving for solitude in this huge spherical wonder of a world we have, and that is truer than saying i strive for knowledge in fields i've never heard of. Don't you think?

School has been going good for me, and I know you don't really care, but im making wonderful breakthroughs in every subject i have. I feel i've become a better writer over the summer, preparing me for a freewrite of such in english, or anything like that. Though i don't know what i would write about.

The literacy in america works like this: If a student, or child, can read a book at his/her grade level, or even below sometimes, then he/she counts toward the ones that are literate... I think that reading should play A MUCH bigger part in the curriculum at schools, and places of educational purposes. Or perhaps i just think that because i read books on higher grade levels than i am at myself in person.

I'm sure that this blog is boring you to tears, all though it's made me feel better about myself, putting all of these objects out on the table, for all the world to see if they want, all though i dont think they could be too interested in my small pathetic personal life.

My social life at school is what i would refer to as nothing, because that's the way i am. You may be saying. "liven up boy" but i merely say "no" because that's what i am.


By the way, thank you for your time.

TL