Spud's Rambling Rants

You know, sometimes the thing I anticipate the most is when I'll be living on my own. Me (a somewhat vocal but introverted person) combined with a dysfunctional family (and a little sister to boot) doesn't really do well for my stress levels. Sometimes I just think "Man, a year or so and I'll be on my own." Which is scary, in a quaint sort of way, but just think, a place where you can be alone and you can govern what you do. And you won't have any little sisters shrieking when you're trying to study for finals.

I think that's what pushes me over the brink the most. Some of the time, I think, haha, this little girl is cute, but the majority of the time, it's like "God, I hate that little bitch." And I do. The times in which I actually hate my little sister with a passion have not been far and few between. I, honestly, would have quite prefered to be an only child.   

But generally, I guess, I'll just enjoy the freedom.

Well, most of you know about my contempt for the majority of blogs on this site (especially after reading "Bleary Blogs"), but I've sort of calmed down a little, and after sending off a few choice comments to a few "You gotta hear this'" I decided I should be more respectful.

Then I read this: Em's Gossip Blog @ http://naeandems.blog.com/

Seriously, just go and visit it yourself. I, meanwhile, will be making an appointment with Dr. Kevorkian.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very, mad world, mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very, mad world, mad world
Enlargen your world, mad world

Easily one of my most favorite songs, ever. Donnie Darko is an excellent movie and Gary Jules is an excellent singer.

The power of "Mad World" can't really be captured in text, so if you want to listen to Mad World you can make...ahem...a few choice searches using Google. Like this, for example =)

Update: Direct link. You need Quicktime to listen. 

My six year old sister has a table placemat that features a drawing she made of Charlie Brown and Co. The placemat is a memento of the Charlie Brown short play the primary school did this year during our Christmas Feast; on the laminated back it features several paragraphs about the creator of "Peanuts" and describes what several scenes are about. I just had to laugh when I took my first look at the back:

"Charles M. Shultz is the creator of the endearing and beloved "Peanuts" comic strip."

About five or six times through this informative passage, I had to stifle a chuckle reading about Mr. Shultz. May not seem very funny to you, but I can just imagine some teacher (or better yet, one of the paticularily ignorant, but devoted, parents at our school) thinking about this article and just writing down "Mr. Shultz" as they hear it.

Deserves a big, hearty "LOL"

(And for those who still haven't got a clue as to what the hell I am talking about; any idiot should know [should being the operative word] that the creator of "Peanuts" is Charles M. Schulz! Schulz! It's German, people! German!)