shall i use my powers of invisability for good or for evil...?

Not every enjoys being left out or even pushed away from social events/gatherings. Being pushed away from reality, however, is a different league of its own...

Why do some people never stop to consider the fact that their actions are not only idiotic but also selfish? Yes, a question that has been causing psychologist much grief for many years, but also a question that is in the very lives of the general public. The questions that make everyday people sit and think for about 10 seconds everyday about everyday things. Days like this seem to make me counter act these questions with more questions. And maybe even some more questions...?

Questions. Its a funny word. When you say it over and over again it just sounds strange, but then again so does every other word you say over and over. Much like the lives we see today- the same things repeated over and over, with the only difference being that in some cases these things happen to different people each time. Only in some cases. In other rare cases, people manage to escape. I'm not talking about the stupid kind of "escape" people are calling "self harm" these days and I'm not talking about death either. I'm talking about good old fashioned escape. Where you go away, travel, spend time with people worth spending time with, instead of trying to escape sitting in the tub with a razor in your hand which you extracted, rather clumsily, from an old discarded shaver. Because lets face it, you are more then likely not to be a surgeon who will fix the rips and damages in your life with a few incisions.

Some people believe that when someone doesn't understand what the person is trying to tell them, yelling at them 700 decibels louder will somehow help. Well of course it would help, if they were deaf! Think about it, when was the last time a yokel understood rocket science by bellowing their lungs out at them?!

This may sound like a rant, but the last time I let out some steam face to face with someone i ended up butt naked in the middle of Mexico with nothing but a credit card to my name and ran across town gaining belongings as i went along, returning home just in time for getting to the church to marry my beautiful bride. All without breaking a sweat may I add.