Clocks.

Today is the twentyfirst. Which marks the fourth month of my relationship.
And how do I get to celebrate?
Clock lady.

Who is clock lady you may ask? Maybe one of the craziest women I have ever met. Well, that excludes all family members of course. I check in every four or so weeks to clock lady to see if my medicine is working and what not, no big deal. Just another doctor. The thing that bugs me is the fact that she has four different clocks, on each wall, ticking at different times. I mean, at least get clocks that tick at the SAME TIME! Drives me crazy.

Just a little rant for you there. Nobody ever uses clocks like that, everything is digital. My brother is eight and on his homework instead of using 'oldschool' clocks,he had to tell the time on digital clocks.

I know that parents and such always complain and tell stories about how much life was different when they were kids, what about when we were kids? The nineties were way different then the kids these days. Back when you were forced to use cursive because nobody used computers to type things. Back when clothes actually fit us, and we weren't dressed in skimpy clothing and belly shirts and high heels. We used to run outside for hours until the streetlights came on and play make believe. Now, kids sit all day on the couch to watch lame television and go on internet worlds to make virtual friends. We didn't listen to pop music like Hannah Montana and Selena Gomez. Not everyone that was on t.v instantly became pop stars.

Oh well. We are all enslaved in a society that forces us our youth to grow up and be meaningless. Whatever, isn't that what everyone is forced to do anyway? It's not like in the long run any of this matters one bit. But let's just live it up while we can and not question it. People make up reasons and explanations, like god and religion. It's all crap. I mean, we are all here, is there a reason? Maybe, maybe not. Instead of trying to find it, how about we just have fun and do what ever we want to do.