Cutting

I used to cut. I have 3 well-placed scars on my left wrist — for all who meet and know me to see. I have thought about it lately because of a post I read a while back where the blogger mentions you are never an ex-cutter just as you are never an ex-addict.

I don’t know if I agree with that.

The last time I cut was at least 12 years ago. I have no desires to do so now. I was just a kid then. A very angst-filled spoiled little girl with some major issues. I think because I was cutting at a young age, now the idea of it seems ridiculous to me.

I can believe in the theory once and addict always an addict, but it’s hard for me to believe in once a cutter always a cutter.

God?

Last night in bed I lied there wondering if there is a God. It really got me for some reason because in my mind, if there were, he’d be able to communicate with us in some fashion. Unless in the game of life that is considered cheating. I don’t know.

Religion has always been odd for me. I feel awkward in churches and especially when trying to read the Bible. I get the strangest sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. My parents never did the church or any kind of religious thing with my sister and I growing up. I’d go to Sunday school with a friend, but we were young enough for the coloring class with the lemonade and sugar cookies. I went a couple of times with older friends, but I don’t really remember the experience.

I would just find it interesting if there wasn’t a God. If this world was total happenstance. That would be almost as weird as sitting in church. I guess it boils down to me not knowing what I believe in. I cross my fingers instead of praying. I do on occasion say “Thank God”, but I think that’s more out of habit. I also will say “God Dammit” if you must know. I know, I know I am a terrible person.

The Glass

Ooo watch out, folks. I am attempting a daily prompt today. The Daily Prompt asks,

Is the glass half-full, or half-empty?

Honestly, that question has always kind of irritated me. Why? I don’t like it’s connotations. If you are to think the glass is half-full then that must obviously mean you’re optimistic and pessimistic if you feel it is half-empty. I don’t believe that way, but I also believe it’s just a glass and it can be both depending on how you want to look at it. And the way you look at it doesn’t deem a character flaw or strength or depression or otherwise.

I am also a little more literal in the sense that if you pour out or drink some of the liquid, then it would automatically mean half-empty, but if you just filled it then it would be half-full. So it can be based on technicalities.

In my little world, it can be both based on how you look at it, but how you look at it doesn’t determine your optimism or pessimism.

Woosa! Soap Box on Abortion

Scrolling down my reader, I came across an image of a very clear ultrasound (not the ones you have to be a tech, doctor or parent to figure out) with abortion typed across it. So I clicked because I was curious. This person infers how they feel by the quotes they’ve chosen to feature, but aren’t going to come right out and say what they think or believe.

I am Pro-Choice. I think it’s the woman’s body, the woman’s life and if the guy isn’t so much a jerk and wants a say then they can discuss it, legally, morally or otherwise. Do I think it should be used as a form of birth control? No. But that’s as in-depth as I am going to be on it because this particular topic can be thrown in with politics, religion, censorship, and education. Both sides can be equally argued well enough that there is no definitive answer. I just feel the government or anyone else who was not involved in the making of this biological process has no say what the decision should be on a person’s life they have never lived.

I respect others who feel differently, I don’t understand them, but I can respect their stance. What I am tired of is how pro-lifers give all these facts about the biological process and what occurs when. Until you start collecting orphans or taking in kids who’ve been extremely neglected and verbally, sexually or physically abused, do not be upset with me and how I feel. I’m not the devil and neither is the girl or woman who has to go through with something like that. They know what they’re doing more than you will ever know what they are doing so maybe you should think more diplomatic, show a little empathy, stop bombing clinics and let that person choose what is best for them.  Would you like these girls to start having backstreet abortions? Taking a wire hangar to themselves?

OK I went a little further than I desired to. But I leave you with these words:

It is what it is. True story.

It is what it is. True story.

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Technically I may have only read the intro and part of the first quote. It said about a baby sucking its thumb at 8 weeks. I saw Juno and if you’ve seen Juno you know what scene I am referring to.

Grammar Nazi

Because it's a cat it's less offensive. I shit you not.

Because it’s a cat it’s less offensive. I shit you not.

Facebook can get away with anything it posts unless it’s really crude like a pantiless crotchshot, which it could if no one reported it. I am sure a lot of straight men would dig it. I almost said something else, but I would have made not only the image I chose offensive, but then the following words could have really thrown you into a tizzyfit. *** that shit up. See? This is before coffee, mind you. I am lucky I caught that at all. So I didn’t make this image, I collect memes and if they don’t have the credit on the image, that is their fucking bad, not mine.  I have never read the ToS or P&P on FB, but in my mind of complete common sense, anything posted on Facebook is fair game. It’s the cesspool of image thievery so it would be really dumb to post shit you think is safe from being taken. I also have enough common sense to not claim anything as my own because seriously, that’s dumbshit.  Ever checked out Google Image search? Click the camera icon in the search bar and you can upload or drag and drop or image link to find where else on this beautiful web your image is used. It’s fucking fantastical.

That all aside now, I believe grammar is important as much as mathematics and other academic studies. I am not nor do I think I will ever have perfect grammar, after all Crank Masta G has pointed out to me where I can learn the proper use of who or whom. I still don’t understand it and it was elementary level teaching. I do better when I have a live person showing me how something works versus trying to learn it myself. It’s a little funny because before she pointed it out to me ( I was using whom for everything ), I had stolen a book from the library and specifically looked up when to use who and whom and you know what? This textbook said that it has become so blurred that it doesn’t matter which you use, but if you start the article out with one continue using that one to be more cohesive. I reworded that, it was put much simpler, but this is me we are reading. Then it said when in doubt, go with formality meaning use whom.

Over the years the difference between who and whom has blurred. That sentence annoys me to no end. Next they are going to say your and you’re are blurred and to make the article less confusing, use your. People will get YOUR meaning on which one YOU’RE using based on the context of your sentence.

Do people notice the inflection between the two when the words are spoken? Your rhymes with Door. Your door is open. You can say the previous out loud to make sure I am correct. You’re rhymes with lure (give or take on your accent). Say it: You’re going to hand me that lure. That is one way to figure the difference if your primary way of learning is auditory. Or even secondary. Or even an ape. Apes are quick learners, no doubt.

I don’t understand articles and ENGLISH TEACHERS (they taught regular, that was the year I wanted to do less work and I regretted that. Honors was full so I couldn’t switch, and I was not teacher’s pet that year) that do not feel that spelling and grammar are important. Aren’t you curious why great literature is not younger than 50 (guessing, no research done on my part there) years old. The schools are still teaching the same literary works that my mother AND my mother’s mother were taught.

It greatly appalls me that education is becoming more and more slack. You have people believing that fundamental education is not important. I don’t understand why knowing

(x^2 – 16)(x – 3)^2 + 9x^2 = 0

is more important than being able to properly communicate through reading and writing. It’s laziness on everyone’s behalf.

On mathematics, my mother was livid when she saw I was learning simple math by using what they called “manipulatives” that I called “blocks”. Apparently when my mother went to school they used flash cards and taught the whole reason behind why the answer was what it was. Why did my school system do this? So they wouldn’t have to hold so many kids back. Little Tommy can’t figure out 2 + 3 equals so we may as well make teaching easier so we don’t have to put more effort in on teaching Little Tommy.

Simplifying the education one ascertains in childhood to college is not a good idea in support for the economy; local, national or global. Yes, you can blame the banks, Wall Street, BP oil, and/or giving-millions-to-other-nations-who(m?)-hate-our-guts-but-continue holding-their-hands-out for the U.S. economy being piss poor. But don’t forget to look at education. Don’t fail to see the dummies that are coming out of our school systems.

Obv. before 9/11, but still a valid truth.

Obv. before 9/11, but still a valid truth.

So for you people out their questioning the importance of grammar and spelling, they are fundamental to continuing education. Just as important as knowing 2+3 in order to know  (x^2 – 16)(x – 3)^2 + 9x^2 = 0.

Yes, janitor and trash pick-up jobs and all other jobs that do not require extensive spelling and grammar knowledge are important. I am not saying they aren’t. I am saying that Scientists, Writers, Educators, etc. who know the importance of fundamental education are extremely important. And to come out with a Teaching, English, or Journalism degree and say to a classroom full of high school kids that spelling is not important is absurd.

Also and lastly, you can learn spelling and basic grammar just by one simple thing, reading. Not reading on Facebook or personal blogs, but articles, magazines, books, and even newspapers/sites.

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