1984

Every time I get on here to write something, I always find that I can never remember what I wanted to say. I always find myself thinking about what I want to say, or how I'm going to word it but when the moment arrives, I can never put anything that I actually want. I hate it. Is it because I don't have the ability to express myself in words? I always thought I did, and I always thought I did a good job at it. Maybe I'm just not cut out for this whole online journal thing since it seems to get me introuble more than anything.

So in English we're reading the book "1984" by George Orwell, and it really made me start to think. First of all the book follows the character, Winston Smith, and his life that is more or less controlled by one man also known as "Big Brother." He lives his life in a society of purity; a society that has no thoughts of its own. The people of this society, also known as the Party, is led to believe whatever Big Brother makes them believe. History is constantly rewritten, and books are constantly changed. It makes me wonder how real our own world is. How do we know what we do is real, and if it has any real purpose? It makes me wonder if we just weren't fed a bunch of lies, that some how planted themselves into our brains. Since we weren't there to see our own history, can we trust the ones before us to relay it to us truthfully? I just wonder if there is some secret veil pulled out before us, covering our eyes, hiding something someone doesn't want us to see.

Once again I feel like a little love struck puppy. I think this time though, someone needs to hit this puppy on the nose with a rolled up newspaper. I can't much help but laugh at myself for this one, he really is the "Prince Charming" kind of guy. Here I couldn't stand the kid for the longest time; wanted to smash him in the face with something everytime I heard his pre-pubescent voice behind me. I don't really get him, now that I think about it. He just kind of does his own thing. Random, yes. But... his own.

So I guess I have to go now, because Matt, Ski and McBride are being angry and want me to play Guild Wars. WELL FINE. I WILL. >:P

Ciao.