Time keeps slipping... into the future???

Well, I am back and in full swing of getting my life together. So far, EVERY grad school I have applied to has REJECTED ME!!! But, that isn't going to stop me from truckin' along. I have a fall back plan that has evolved into my primary plan by default. I am applying for a position as an IOM (Intraoperative Monitor). This job requires me to monitor the homeostatic waves of people that are being operated on. There are numerous types of this procedure and I am hoping that I get into one of them... specifically, a company named SENTIENT. My beloved sister, ECHELE, put in a good word for me to her friend and I applied. I sent my resume and college transcript in, but have not heard a YAY or NAY as of yet. I really hope, pray, will, and invoke via voodoo magic that this job pans out for me. HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO REVIEW A RESUME!!!? The anticipation is KILLING me softly with EVERY mutha fuckas song!!!!! LOL! Yes, I am weird, but I am also original! So, I am a month into my parole. My spirits are high. I am awaiting the word to begin working my ass off to remedy the slings and arrows of a past that almost killed me. I don't think I have EVER been so positively charged!!! The key word here is POSITIVELY... Lord knows, I am charged by my nature and usually am a bit chaotic... but, not as of lately. I have been minding my own life and putting so much effort into it that I am beginning to look at my life as a work of art!!!! I just hope the canvas doesn't split down the middle because of the pressure I apply my colors thickly upon it with!!! So, HERE's TO LIFE, LIBERTY, AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS!!!!!!

I AM BACK!!!!

Well, Bloggers.... I am back from my excursion into the wild. Being released back into the wild was an interesting event. I didn't realize how safe and sane I was during my house arrest; Ironically, I thought that the act of staying in my home for a whole year would fragment me only to find that it has solidified me more than I ever could have imagined. PEOPLE ARE FUCKED UP OUT THERE!!!!! I really mean it! I think everyone should go through this emotional and physical location deprivation that I have. It really clears things up... THere are people out there that might as well be buried. THere is no cheer in their lives, no spark, no dreams, no anythng but a repetition that the would rather forget... leaving them what??? Dreams???? If that. If I ever get to that degree of hopelessness and misplaced direction, SHOOT ME IN THE EAR WITH A FLARE GUN!!!!! It appears that EVERYWHERE I have gone, I see zombies.... Yes, they are definitely more appealing than those that we see on Dawn of the Dead, but not very much more alive. THey are imitations of life. How can someone fool themselves into thinking they are alive when they are so desensitized from what keeps them tingling and happy? I don't get it!!! If a routine, job, person, or existence is going to make me retire into a constant state of emotional or physical fatigue, if my life becomes something that I try daily to avoid, or if I bare down on others around me to escape the cries of my inner self.... here comes the swan dive in perfect form from my balcony!!!! TRIPLE AXEL SWAN DIVE WITH A TWIST!!!! Life is there to be lived. Not to be tortured by or to waste in such a haphazard form.... Suffer the little children because they are the ones who will learn how to live from a generation of zombies led by our modern media and pharmaceutical corporations.... drugged and placed in front of the television... programmed by programming.... seems all to familiar. What about nature? What about art? What about the GREAT OUTDOORS? What about activity? What about LOVE? What about family? What about GOD!!!? Geez, what about the poor ass dog?! If your DOG is depressed, there is something definitely wrong! Cats... they leave. If your cat leaves you or your dog is chronically depressed, seek help IMMEDIATELY!!!! WAKE UP WORLD!!!! WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!!!