Marijuana – Legalize It!

Ok people who are we all kidding? Marijuana is the ONLY “drug” if you can consider that, out there that has NOT killed even 1 person. Coffee (considered a drug actually due to caffeine) has killed more people a year than anything to do with marijuana has. And this whole deal over the medicinal marijuana and people being against it…seriously fuck off. You would seriously rather go through Chemo, losing so much weight you look just gross, unbelievable pain rather than smoke a doobie, get hungry, eat, forget about your pain and at the most lose yourself in tv show and just gap out? Meanwhile….nobody seems to have a problem with ALCOHOL. Alcohol that affects and kills every single organ in your body, is totally legal and not one problem about it. Wow…it is really starting to seem like the government has problems with long-term help and would rather you take the remedy that helps at the time and that makes you WORSE later. Why wouldn’t they? Then they get more money for funding to find “cures” when really people who are finding ways to cure themselves of cancer and even AIDS..yes that’s right folks..people have cured themselves 100% from AIDS and cancers…and funny how every single one of them after they are so happy and healthy again turns up dead from “heart failure” “suicide” and “suspicious circumstances” so if you ever think that they will give a cure to any of the diseases that bring them so much funding every year, please stop and consider the fact that you are expecting money hungry, greedy, selfish, self-centered assholes to give up billions of dollars a year because once they find the cure, all that funding stops. Sure they will get funding to help “create” the cure but nothing near what they make “trying” to find a cure. You really think that with areas like Plum Island (please look it up if you are unfamiliar with it as it may be the worlds downfall some day) they are trying to create CURES? No…they have tons of facilities like Plum Island and they are dedicated to creating the PROBLEM not the CURE. It really is seeming more and more wrong to trust our LIVES in the hands of people who do no care about anything or anyone but themselves and their own wealth. Why is alcohol legal and not marijuana? Because alcohol is a problem causer and marijuana is a problem solver. Alcohol = stories and news reports of spousal abuse, child abuse, self-mutilation, murders, deaths, not to mention all the health problems it causes such as liver failure, hepatitis, heart failure, brain damage, kidney failure….oh the list goes on. Marijuana = stories and news reports of cops that could have been stopping the murders & violence brought on by the alcohol instead wasting time “accidentally” busting medical grow-ops, wasting millions of dollars trying to find other grow-ops, trying to find people after finding a grow-op of 10 or so plants, wasting tax-payer money, sending innocent people (marc emery) to jail because a yanky purchased a SEED. A FRIGIN SEED?!? Oh and don’t forget, where drunk people are out causing trouble and fights and disturbing people, potheads are sitting at home, maybe going to 7-11 to get munchies, watching tv, sleeping….yeah makes a lot of sense. I know I say it a lot but the governments ARE CORRUPT! The more people who finally wake up to that, the faster we can finally get a system that works…we could be curing cancer, aids, stopping hunger, stopping tons of diseases and viruses and not even having to worry about others that are manmade by our government, not having to worry about a war without a purpose and a worldwide debt that has NOTHING to do with us…that’s been in place long before us or our parents were ever even born. So lets take a poll…how many people actually voted to LEGALIZE marijuana? I’m sure the numbers will speak for themselves…

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HST Theory…

Well I have a theory and it is seeming to start to prove true. There is NO way that very many people are voting to keep the HST..it is completely fucking us over and bringing about a new Great Depression, for anyone to vote it in they would have to be clinically retarded, but apparently there are some people out there who fit this description. If you are not properly educated about the HST, please check out this short video before voting in my poll http://vote.hstinbcfacts.ca/votingtoscraphst/ . It is seeming now however that they are saying the hst might actually be reinstated! I highly doubt that unless they rigged it like they do all the elections. If you don’t believe me about that, just take a look at how many times pot should have been legalized and then at the last-minute wasnt. I really can’t wait to see the outcome of this though, because if the hst is reinstated, I hope everyone finally realizes how much they are fucking us over. People are starving, losing their homes, losing their jobs, can’t get jobs all over the place because of the hst, so for anyone to vote it in, let alone enough people to outvote those who cannot handle the hst anymore, it would just be 100% completely and utterly unbelievable and it will prove how corrupt our system really is.

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T.G.I.F

Well the weekend is FINALLY here after what seems like forever, even though it was BC day Monday so it was all in all a short week. I guess maybe it’s the stress that makes it feel so much longer. During all the days of my wishing the weekend to get here though, I never stopped to think, “oh yeah I won’t have work, in which case I will be noticing the not having smokes, food or money”, so that part will kind of suck but we will figure it out. Got a new little kitty yesterday, he is an orange tabby and he is so handsome. It doesn’t make me miss my Icarus any less, but Max needed a buddy and we needed something to fill the void of him not being here. Still not knowing whats happened to him is really killing me. But this little guy is pretty adorable, he’s got quite the attitude already. He likes to try to run after and attack our big cat Max, Max just looks at him and sometimes runs away. He is nameless at the moment but as soon as we get a better feel for his personality, it will all come together. I almost worry that I doomed Icky with his name..Icarus is the son of the master craftsman Daedalus: The main story told about Icarus is his attempt to escape from Crete by means of wings that his father constructed from feathers and wax. He ignored instructions not to fly too close to the sun, and the melting wax caused him to fall to his death. I am still in high hopes that Icky will eventually come home, but I just hope he didn’t “fly too close to the sun” so to say. I love all of my animals to death and I hate when anything happens to them, let alone when they go missing or pass on. But I am hoping that maybe this little guy will help bring some distraction to the situations we have at hand here. Also, I am in the process of watching the Smurfs and I really can’t believe how good that movie is turning out to be. I hated the cartoon and yet figured I would give the movie a try. I’m glad I did because it really is turning out to be a great family movie and I will be watching the rest probably tonight after work. Let you all know how it turns out! 😉

Emotionless…

I have to admit, I don’t even really know if emotionless is an actual word or not, but I really don’t care. It’s how I wish I could be. I never thought I would see the day that anyone really would just laugh at me after telling them something I’m feeling. Especially when I’m trying to explain something that I’m uncomfortable with and that makes me upset, never really expected to be laughed at. I must admit, I’ve been called names, I’ve been put down and told to fuck off, I’ve had pretty much everything yet nothing hurt quite as badly as that. After finally crying myself to sleep, I woke up and now I just feel…emotionless. I don’t care…I guess the reason why that’s such a big deal for me is because after saying that I don’t care for a long period of my life, and truly believing that I didn’t, I’m coming to realize that I did. I still always cared, I just didn’t want to. This feeling of truly not caring is something totally new to me. I’m not saying that I don’t care about my daughter or my family I do….I just don’t feel like I care about whatever happens to me. I don’t know maybe some of you are laughing right now because of me feeling THIS way and it all being over somebody laughing at how I felt last night, maybe it truly is ridiculous but I guess everyone is also affected by different thing’s differently. This might not seem like much to someone, but to me it feels like a pretty big deal. First thing yesterday morning I get accused 5 times of slapping my daughter when I never even touched her..not asked if I did flat-out “where did you smack her?” and then apparently I starved her because she hadn’t eaten by 5:30 (After eating lunch shortly after 12 and having snacks in between) and then I’m lying about being at work, really somebody’s mom apparently saw me on a bus….and then I get laughed at after trying to explain my feelings. Maybe it’s just better I don’t care. I get that I’ve been in a very bad mood lately because our daughter is running out of food quickly and we already have nothing for ourselves until Monday so I guess trying to find a way to do something had me a bit down…not to mention I’m a smoker and have no smokes. So I guess trying to figure out how to survive until Monday with nothing had kind of got me down, guess I was supposed to be happy about it..and happy about the fact that after trying to borrow money two times and being shot down and feeling like shit because of it, I guess I over reacted when Cory talks to the person for like five minutes and all of a sudden we get to borrow money, not to mention finding out that these people talk on the phone behind my back while I’m at work and neither one has seemed to mention ANYTHING about it, yeah guess my brain worked a little over time there…nice to be laughed at because of it though, guess I’m not aloud to be human and get jealous or over react when it comes to that kind of thing, I’m suppose to just suck it up and deal with it when I can’t really control what thoughts first go through my head.. Especially after being accused of hitting my daughter, starving her and lying about being at work. I think emotionless is probably the way I wanna be right now though. Nice to know I have nobody really to confide in anymore..who knows when I’m really thought of as a joke and when I’m taken seriously? Just because I’m not being laughed at in the face doesn’t mean my feelings aren’t still humorous. Maybe I’m not as emotionless as I’d like to be, still hurts pretty badly to be accused of smacking your child and being laughed at for your feelings. Guess I just grew up in a life that’s made me in to too much of a bitch to be able to be happy myself or make anybody around me happy. I’m just a screw up and I prove that every day. Maybe I deserve to be laughed at…

Why?

Why is it that people in their lives work so hard, and get so little in return? They just raised the debt ceiling as well so prices will be getting jacked up even further while minimum wages will stay the same. Here in B.C the minimum wage is still $8 I believe. That is crazy…nobody could live off of that. As it is, my family and myself are living off of $900 a month right now..That’s $900 a month for rent, groceries, bills and whatever emergencies pop up in between. My husband is going to school right now to become an HCA, but he only got $2500 3 months ago, which went for rent and bills for 2 months, and now he will be getting $3000 this month near the end which will pay for rent until November and bills leaving my cheques of $300 every two weeks up for just groceries for the first time in forever! 🙂 It is greatly needed as my husband and myself are really living off of nothing right now, any food we have we save and give to our daughter so we are pretty hungry. Luckily my daughter will be going to daycare at the end of the month and I can pick up a few more hours as well ( of course, have to wait for subsidy to be approved and come through because we REALLY couldn’t afford daycare otherwise) and then I can maybe even get a better job, though I doubt it. What I don’t understand is why the government keeps jacking up prices on us when every day there are so many more people going in to poverty, starving, losing homes…what are they going to do when everyone is homeless and can’t even hold a job anymore? Nobody will be able to pay any taxes, buy any homes, buy anything at all really…then they won’t make any money at all. If they lowered prices, paid people even just 50 cents more any hour and took out taxes or lowered them as well, people would be buying TONS of stuff. They would make SO much more money than they do now. The big guys need to start thinking about the little guys because we are all being screwed and we are all losing everything. At the moment, we are having to sell one of the couches to our set and our tv..we are even going so far as to try to sell our air mattress and anything else we can find. That is all stuff that we worked very hard for and were very proud of, and now we are hoping to get rid of it and excited when someone contacts us about it because we need the money THAT bad. I know after we get money and have the things we NEED, we will be very upset about everything we worked years for being gone but that’s just how it goes I guess. Even now I am constantly checking my emails about every 5 minutes hoping to see something to get some kind of hope that maybe we can have dinner tonight. I just don’t understand why the governments gotta do it…

Cowboys & Aliens

Well my hubby and I went to go and see Cowboys & Aliens last night and it was amazing! We haven’t gone out together since my daughter was born a little over three years ago and I must say, after waiting three years to go to a movie, going to watch Cowboy’s and Aliens was TOTALLY worth it. Harrison Ford was amazing, it had to have been one of his best movies yet, and it WAS Daniel Craig’s best movie yet (I couldn’t stand 007 when it was the original character, when it was the last guy or when it was Daniel Craig. In fact him in 007 almost turned me completely against his acting) so I think it is well worth paying a couple bucks to go and watch on the big screen. Olivia Wilde was a great actress in the movie as well, she played her part perfectly making it totally believable (her character not the movie, I know that would never happen in a million years (probably) ) lol. All around I don’t have anything bad to say about the movie. It had great humor in perfect parts, the actors/actresses all had great chemistry and it was all put together so great. At one point, I even almost jumped out of my seat and I am one who LOVES horror movies and suspense movies..anything that makes most people squirm and sick to their stomachs, I like…and this movie still was able to have that element of surprise that gives you that jolt that makes you feel almost like a kid watching a scary movie again. Anybody who reads this, just know that Cowboys & Aliens is in NO way a waste of money or time..I will watch it probably a few more times at least before it’s out of theaters 🙂

Long Overdue..

Well I must say I am pretty excited today! 😀 Today is the first day in a little over three years (since just before my daughter was born) that my husband and I get to finally go out together alone! I know I know maybe I should feel a little bad for being so happy to be able to go out alone but I think I am in the right seeing as how it’s been over 3 years. lol. My little monkey gets to go to Gramma and Pocka’s house tonight (she makes up her own names sometimes for people and animals..and toys lol) and she is VERY excited too! Seeing Gramma and Pocka is always such an adventure for her. I must say, I will miss her but I’m going to be having lots of fun too :). She has been coloring the most beautiful pictures (mostly “abstract” art..the toddler kind 🙂 but it really is actually quite beautiful). I’ve got two of them so far that I can’t wait to get some magnets for for the fridge, and the rest are going to be kept in a nice little box or book. She really is growing up too fast 😦 but I’ve been told kids do that. She sure does come up with some unbelievable stuff though lol. Well it’s getting close now, about an hour to an hour and a half until Gramma is here to pick her up and then we are going to watch Cowboys & Aliens at the theatre and maybe grab a little bite to eat :). Hope tonight is as fun and exciting as it is already! 😀

Time’s Up (4th Installment)

Taylor slammed the door to her little Toyota car and ran in to the hospital at full speed. She saw a waiting room with about 4 people in it, a few orderly’s cleaning the floors and counters and a nurses station.

“Hello, I received a call about 20 minutes ago about my sister Maddi Houston, I was just wondering if I could see her?” Taylor blurted out to the tall, plain nurse sitting behind the counter. She looked up from her paperwork over the top brim of her glasses at Taylor, making her feel for just a moment that she must look like a mess, but the feeling passed as quickly as it came when she remembered where she was, and why she looked so awful.

“If you will please take a seat for a moment, I will call Dr. Martin to come and talk to you” the nurse replied with such little expression on her face Taylor was starting to wonder if her sister was even still alive. She took a seat in the waiting room that now held only two people and pulled out her phone. She hadn’t even had the time to call her husband Phil before she had darted out the door and to the hospital. She didn’t feel much like talking right now unless it was to the doctor or her sister, so hoping Phil would understand that she was just sending him a simple text that read “there’s been an accident involving Maddi. I am @ the hospital waiting 4 doctor. Luv U”. Taylor hit send just as she caught a glimpse of a doctor rounding the corner.

“You must be Maddi’s sister?” Dr. Martin asked, obviously already knowing the answer, or he wouldn’t be here.

“Yes, what’s going on?” Taylor answered anyways. The doctor reached into his folder and produced what must have been Maddi’s charts.

“Well, your sister has had a very traumatic episode and the cause is at this point unknown. A neighbor brought her in, unconscious and barely breathing. We ran some tests and it appears that her cancer is progressing a lot faster than we had expected after her last visit” the doctor explained. Taylor wondered if anybody else noticed how unwelcoming and unkind this man seemed.

“So where is she now? Can I see her? Is she going to be alright?” Taylor questioned back, just wanting to see her sister and know that she was alright.

“She is resting now, we have given her a sedative. It seems that maybe she is a little….confused” the doctor was saying now. Taylor gave him a quizzical look.

“What do you mean “confused”?” she asked in return.

“Well, after I explained the situation to your sister, she proceeded to ask me where her son and two daughters were. She said she had heard a loud bang while she was in the shower, ran downstairs and found the door open, then ran outside to find her son laying in the driveway with a pool of blood around him and her daughters were nowhere to be found” the doctor told Taylor. Her heart instantly skipped a beat and felt like it had stopped before jump starting back up again. Before she could respond, the doctor was talking again.

“We asked the neighbor that brought her in about this and your sister has never had children, isn’t that right?” he asked. Taylor’s mind was reeling now while she was trying to figure everything out, to make sense of something, anything. When she finally was able to catch her breath she turned back to Dr. Martin.

“My sister has lived in that house for over thirteen years. I, I really don’t understand….” Taylor was almost seeming histarical now to the doctor and his nurse.

“She’s lived in that house since her son was almost four years old….my two nieces have lived there their entire lives!” Taylor was screaming now. The doctor sat her down and checked back through Maddi’s medical records.

“I’m afraid I’m not understanding here” Dr.Martin was saying.

“It says nowhere in her file anything about her having children…ever. And the neighbor said he has never seen children at that house” he was further explaining. Taylor didn’t know how to feel any longer. She felt sick, she felt angry….this doctor was sitting here trying to tell her that her sister was confused and her nieces and nephew didn’t exist? She had been there since Nathaniel was born. She was there the entire time her sister was pregnant..all three times!

“I need to see my sister” Taylor finally mustered up the energy to tell the doctor.

“I think it’s best if we go in to my office for a moment first, I have a few questions for you” Dr Martin was saying to Taylor. Before she could even stand up, he had her by the arm and was pulling her more than leading her to the double doors at the end of the hall. For some reason it gave Taylor the feeling that this meeting was not an option, and that she wasn’t going to see her sister for a long time…

 

To Be Continued…

Time’s Up (3rd Installment)

Maddi woke up in the hospital feeling like a house had crushed her..was still crushing her. It didn’t take too long before her mind went reeling back to what had occurred at her home before she had collapsed. Looking around the white room, she saw she was hooked up to an I.V, the only sound being that of the heart monitor beeping away, reminding her that she was indeed still alive.

“Hello?” she called out, her throat as scratchy as if she had been screaming for days on end. “Is anybody here?!” she said as she tried to stablize herself enough to sit up in her bed. Just then a short nurse with black hair came in to the room.

“What happened? Where am I? What hospital is this?” Maddi questioned as the nurse went around and checked her vitals. “Where is my son? Where are my daughters?” she continued to ask with no answers. She started to get frustrated with the nurses lack of replying and her voice started coming back a little louder.

“Tell me what happened NOW!” she screamed, making the unsuspecting nurse jump in her spot.

“I will go get your doctor” the nurse replied and hurried out of the room, probably thankful she got out before Maddi’s next outburst of anger. She layed her head back on the pillow and waited for someone who would finally give her some answers. It felt like she was waiting an eternity before anybody came back. The doctor was very unappealing, short, fat and balding. He looked about as miserable as Maddi felt, but all she cared about was getting answers.

“So you were brought in by a neighbor who heard you screaming in your driveway” the doctor started explaining. It seems that the cancer has taken a turn for the worse, and has progressed a lot faster than expected since your last check up. We have run tests and scans and it seems the treatments we were giving to help minimize the effects have not been working as well as we would have like…..” the doctor trailed off as Maddi sat listening as the doctor basically told her her time was almost up.

“Do you have any questions for me?” the doctor was asking now.

“Where are my children?” was the only thought that Maddi could actually put in to words. The doctor stepped back a moment and with a sullen expression looked at his nurse who in return left the room. Maddi did not know what to expect next but she knew it couldn’t be anything good….

 

To Be Continued….