Welcome Back

So yes dear friends, I disappeared.  Not that too many people noticed, since I do not think one person actually reads this but me. And even i do not do that often.

Things I have learned since my last post:

1. I really don't care about many people or things.

2. Facebook is better when you don't have actual friends on there but people that you game with.

3. Sex is always (fill is in the blank).

4. I question things and people a lot. And should do it more.

5. I am a cold cynical bitch... Oh wait i knew that already.

6. I am not a cold cynical bitch... I just wish I was.

7. I should have become a lesbian in high school.

8. You are still reading this?

9. Wait someone else is reading this?

So anyways. Life has been up and down. Mainly down.  However they may have a prescription for me over that. I have officially become part of the "Y bother" generation. Generation Y was not good enough and so i dropped out.  If you have not guessed it i have been watching Pump Up The Volume again. Awesome movie by the way. It really summed up my existence in high school. Adults that lost touch, kids that didn't know what to do because they could see what was wrong but couldn't get anyone to care.  many may say that is what has happened now. I disagree.  What is happening now is that everybody cares, just no one has no idea how to focus it to actually make a difference.  We call name calling bullying. What? Name calling? I was taught "sticks & stones" but as kids they might actually chase you with stick & stones & guns & bullets.  Bullying was when you got beat up a lot & thrown into lockers.  Panted in gym class and treated like crap. And that was the teachers, the kids got real nasty.  Kids now days couldn't handle growing up when I did or where I did. Too sensitive. I remember when you had to worry about getting shot over shoes. Now every "young blood" wants to prove himself, so he acts big and bad and get himself thrown in prison... where he is properly raped by men that are big and bad.  WTF?!?

I had a kid lose her mind yesterday and talked to me with disrespect. Then when I said something about it she gave me a dirty look. I told her I would slap that look off her face. She looked shocked. Like no one had ever said that to her. It doesn't matter if i would do it or not. The fact is if you don't stand up to little punks they grow into large punks and become completely uncontrollable. Touchy-feelly garbage does not work with kids these days because they were taught to think like we were.  You could reason with my generation because we were taught, not given the answer and hope for the best.

Times have changed my friends and we need Madea as a mom now. We laugh at her, say I remember having a big mamma like that, but then you tell your kids "oh pookie, don't jump on the furniture, please." "Use your indoor voice." i hear that last night and lost it.  Those kids started screaming again so i went in and screamed "Stop that screaming up in here!" That shut them all up. You got to be firm with them. I can honestly say I do not want more kids. Not because of the world, but because of the little bastards that will end up being their friends. The little trouble makers I will have to kick out. The bad influence I will have to spank out of my kids. You heard me I spank. I was spanked. my mom was spanked. My dad was beat. Honey if you don't know the difference then it did not happen to you!  Parents knock out your kids before someone else inthe world does worse to them!