Stop the presses! Get everyone down here! Shout it out from the rooftops!
What? you ask? Well, I changed my blog layout. Yeah. So, so… Anyway, what do you think?
a) Oh my god! This is fabulous!
b) Hey! Great Layout!
c) Fantastic!
d) All of the above
Pick one… 
You ever notice that sometimes, your brain just isn’t on your side? There are some situations where you just wanna get it exchanged. “Hey there God, I think you wired this thing in wrong, whaddaya say to a replacement?”. There must be some sort of guarantee plan on the thing right?
Situations like when you’ve got around an hour to waste on the web, and yet you don’t remember all the sites that you made a mental note of. None of what your friends told you, or you read in the paper is brought out. It’s like its playing games with you, dangling your memory just in front, but out of reach. The author of “xkcd” moans about how hard it is to forget, yet here I have it, brother. The human brain does not forget when you want it to. No, it is far too cunning a creature to do that. It knows everything you know. It IS you. So it just forgets the things you need most.
Situations like when you’re heads just about bursting with all manner of hormones, and your brain decides “Okay, forget all reason and let me just remove the locks on the ‘things you never say’ box”. All these years you manage to keep your cool and be the bigger person and exercise that thing called ‘Control’. Then you just lose it. Nothing. You’ve just let out everything you’ve managed to keep under wraps.
When I see people going on about “The wonders of the human brain”, I feel a distinct need to throw a wet fish at him. Sure, I like my brain. I’ve become quite fond of it, you could say. But please, God, gimme a link to download the .pdf manual.
..Said Martin Luther King Jr. I think he meant it. Now, if only people over here tried out the whole “Unity” thing. Instead, they go about digging up sacks of buried sugar to try and re-sell them(News).
Frankly, I, as most of the populace surely is by now, am indifferent to the war. Okay, so maybe there’ll be an odd bomb or two but still, life goes on. People just don’t give a horses posterior… You see, people can get used to more or less anything. Hell, if they can forgive the retailers for insane prices on anything from toothpaste to hand grenades, What’s a war? I could live with a war. Now, no broadband, that’s impossible, but war is… do-able. I see something wrong with this, but that’s what we’ve come to.
But don’t get me wrong, life’s not a bed of roses either. It’s got it’s fair share of thorns For example, school seems to have taken on a “Hogwarts” like atmosphere towards the middle of the book. EVERYONE is checked, you can’t hang about outside. The idea is “Get inside or bugger off home”. Also, when you walk around, your mind starts wandering about all the places which can conceal a gift of C4 and ball bearings. Last Thursday, there was a bag lying on a seat in the bus I was in, and as expected, people got freaked, then finally discovered it only contained books. But yet, a few people just got off the bus. Maybe they thought it was a warning.
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