Craziness @ MindSay

This is a little poem I thought of after visiting my therapist yesterday...wrote it for a laugh, altho many a true word is spoken in jest.

 

MAD HATTER

 

Sanity is a word, some say, meaning peace of mind

Insanity, on the other hand

Means no peace of ANY kind

 

Yet there is much to say 'bout all that's in between

Am I sane today, a little mad

Or just a drama queen?

 

When it's known I am crazy, I'll get by with so much

So, should I act this way or that

Or go for such and such?

 

"She's the one they say, tis sad; it's nothing unexpected

I bet she went around the bend

When her meds she had neglected.."

 

Here I go; since I'm a nut, I think I'll be quite daring

Give people something to talk about

Something well worth sharing!

 

Bonniegirl, February 28, 2008.

I need a break I decided. I haven't slept in my own bed in close to a week. Actually I haven't slept in a bed in general in close to a week. And I haven't been sober for a full day for close to a week. Haha. I think I'm just going to Wellsleep tonight. I'm excited. :-) Well...maybe I'll get coffee first.

The title says it all.

 

Now, I know my home country produces good singers and boxers and doctors and writers and mountain climbers and the like, but in every basket of good apples there is always a rotten one. Think of the world as a huge basket of apples, different varieties of them. Red, green, pinkish - maybe even orange! But every which way you look, there are the rotten ones. Don't believe me? Then I should go on.

 

I am writing (err... typing) this at the wake of the Glorietta 2 bombing. It's not just craziness, but madness. Good thing the crazy guy did it on a Friday or else more kids and teens would've been around. I know some of you all who go there hate going to school and wanna cut class instead to go there. But if you did it, lucky you. Listen to me when I say this - school saved us.

 

I found out about what happened when my craving for balut took over me. My dad was listening to the news; I thought he had only stopped the tape so I could hear my fave song when I came in (like I told him to). So then I asked him.

 

"Dad, aren't you gonna let me have some balut tomorrow, at Glorietta, you know?" Take note that I did not know anything about the bomb blast. I had been at school the whole day, and no one at school listened to news on the radio. At least, nobody I knew.

 

"No. A bomb just went off somewhere there, just last 1:30." He then turned up the volume to let me listen to the news. He then popped in the tape. Marron 5's "Nothing Lasts Forever" was playing. I love that song.

 

"You know, Trish... Me and your mom, we almost went there, you know? Good thing we didn't."

 

I can't explain it but suddenly tearsprang to my eyes. Maybe it was the contact leases or something. But I told him...

 

"Dad, if you and Mom got stuck in that mess, I swear, even if you get out of that place with just a little scratch somewhere on your body, I swear I will hunt that guy down. NO, I'm not kidding. I'm just a little girl but the crazy guy who thought this up almost cost you your life, if that happened to you. If - and I'm wishing it's just an if - that ever happens, you don't know what I will do to hurt that guy the same way he wants to hurt other people."

 

That was not a cheap quote to attract publicity. Luckily, no one I cared about was hurt. But I am just a tiny dot in the whole picture which is the Philippines. Someone out there has a friend, a lover, a child, a parent, whose out there, dead or hurt. Just because of a crazy guy. If that crazy guy dies someone will miss him, even if he thinks no one will. What about the ones he killed or hurt? Won't someone miss them as well? Is he stupid enough to think about that?

 

Good thing he didn't blow the place up in a time where there are many families, many kids, or else I will really become a lawyer to kick his crazy butt.

i saw this comment on youtube for regina spektor's fidelity music video:

me4muzik  (7 hours ago)
 ho my frend told me 2 check out hur vid cuz i lukd a hell of a lot lyk hur,ths chik is cool! she's..difrent,noones dun anythng kwite lyk it

ahhh!!!! this stuff drives me crazy!!!!!!! :P

ok i have a test i gotta study for now. i promise to post an actual entry soon!!

I know .... I honestly can't believe I'm posting on this either.

Who or what killed Anna Nichole Smith? 

My thoughts are this:

I've always looked at Anna Nichole as a freak show.  To this day why she is in the spotlight aludes me completely. She was forced upon us constantly.  Be it tabloids, commercials, television, radio, Playboy .... she seemed to always be there. 

Flipping through the channels awhile back I came across her reality show. Normally I would just cruise right on by. But this time I stopped and gave this progam my attention. By the time it was over my thoughts about this woman were confirmed .... she is her very own freak show.


Yesterday when I heard that she had died there was a feeling of guilt running through my thoughts.  Those few minutes that I had given her reality show was a contributing factor to this womans destruction. Any attention anyone gave her contributed to her demise.  The media ..... forcing her life on us. Allowing us all to enable her addictions. She thrived on the attention .... what if that attention had not been there. If you and I had never heard of Anna Nichole or Vicky Whatever .... would she be alive today? If she had not been followed around like a rockstar, which by all means she was not, would she be alive today?

More than likely she had underlying issues all along. But the media frenzy around her all these years helped those issues become major.  Now there is a baby girl left behind.  And two men claiming to be the baby's father. What fate lies ahead for this little girl? She will be famous whether she wants it or not. She will be hounded, poked, prodded and watched her whole life. Especially if she does inheirit the millions that she could.

I haven't been able to watch any news without this being in the forefront.

I'm done with the Anna Nichole saga .... as well as we all should be. Let her RIP. Let this story end here. And I hope that the media powers that be will not force this child of her's into the public spotlight. Hopefully she will be able to live her life in peace.

Just want to remind the media out there ..... there is a war going on.  Someone's son or daughter, father, mother, fiance, lover, friend will die today.  A family's life will be changed forever. 

Pray for our troops today and everyday. Pray they will come home soon. That is what is important.

Peace.  J.