if a boy did this to a girl, all of hell would break loose and girls would band together and scream bloody murder. but it seems odd to me that girls do this all the time to boys and they just take it. so ladies...don't hit your boyfriends. i'm sure they don't like it. and it's not cute.

i sometimes wonder why we feel the urge to confirm the existence of something. i wonder why we can't leave things just as they are and have to argue all the time about the authenticity of something. if someone claims to have seen a mysterious thing walking down the street, or hear voices late at night, it is more often than not that the person who saw it will be stared at and ultimately declared crazy or insane.
but i wonder...what if we are the strange ones for not being able to see. what if in their world, everything is perfectly normal. that the school of fish swimming in the sky is just a normal sky. fairies floating around spreading puffs of fairy dust is just as normal as an old man's smoke from a cigarette.
if seeing is believing-and the individual really believes that she can and does see it...doesn't that make it real to them? there are many times when i feel like the people who refuse to believe anything but what they can see are the foolish ones. they have locked themselves into a small room with a missing door. maybe they'll never see that the door is actually there and you only need to pick up the key on the floor to open it. maybe they see the key...but refuse to believe it and ask silly questions like "how did this key get here?" or "who brought the key here?"
for someone like me though...the world is unbearable in its state. so call me crazy if you must if you can't see the world that i see. as the picture says...keep your reality away from me. i see what i want, and want what i see, and that is all okay by me.

the other day, my friend eric and i decided that we couldn't live without pork buns from a bakery in oakland. so that is exactly what we got when we got off BART (bay area rapid transit) and raced over to the bakery. he was a little disappointed that the price has gone up from 65 cents to 80 cents but i couldn't really complain. we stuffed our faces and then sadly got back up BART to go back to berkeley. in the short 20 minutes it took us to go back to school, we got into a conversation about pokemon.
now i think most of you can agree with me that pokemon would be super cool if it was made for adults. the idea of it is pretty intriguing and if you think about it. can you imagine a R-rated pokemon movie? how awesome would that be! (i digress)
anyways in the midst of our conversation, eric suddenly tells me that digimon came out before pokemon. and i immediately disagreed with him. as far as i remember, i clearly recall seeing pokemon on tv WAY before i ever saw digimon. so we were arguing about this when all of a sudden a deep voice behind us goes "nah man...pokemon came out before digimon". we turned around to see who had spoken, and we see an older man (maybe around 40). he nods to us and goes "yup..it was pokemon". i was satisfied but eric clearly wasn't

and thus we began another conversation about how modern tv sucks. but it got me thinking about how easily conversations could be started if people took a chance. i mean who would have thought that pokemon could be a conversation starter!