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Blog Problems mixed with my problems

Ok, so I am sure everyone has noticed all the comments on blogs suddenyl disappearing. Well, those who used blogspeak. Ok, now, I don't have any of the comments that were on here just last week anymore, and I am mad. Blogspeak is taking their sweet time getting us back our comments. I have switched over to Haloscan.com and I guess I can hope for the best.

The other day, I was working on an entry, and I got to tired so I saved it as a draft. Now its gone... no trace and I decided, screw it... I forgot what I was talking about anyways. Stupid blogger.

Last night, I read a comment on Molly's blog. She is affraid she is loosing me I think. I came in contact with a girl I met at a party over the summer, and she has problems I am helping her with. I am affraid Molly thinks she is loosing me. She told me not to get involved with her, but I can't just let go of the chance to help a 'friend?' out. It's in my heart to help people who need it. Thats why I work minimum wage, or free even at my computer job. I know because they are helping kids and animals, and even grown ups with their funds. I am sick of people complaining about the way the world is, then they aren't willing to do anything about it. Sure, just sit back and bitch that girls are selling themselves as prostitutes at the age of 12-13 and then they aren't willing to get up and do something. Oh yeah, people obviously care and love other people a whole hell of a lot. Just like the situation with the president. I mean, come on peeps. How many of you have bitched about Bush, but aren't willing to try and step up to help run the country. I only know of 2 people who are actually going into that field of work to do something about it. Do people honostly think they can do better? Maybe there is a reason, or reasons, unknown to us, in a plan or something, that his actions have been caried out for. Maybe Sadam had a weapon that could have wiped out the US, and it was so top secret, and so dangerous, that the president didnt want a mass scare, or other countries trying to steel the blueprints for it. He care's about the people of this country, and granted I dont agree with alot of the things he has done, I cant say they are totaly wrong. Maybe I don't know something that they do. I mean, HELL, what about aliens? Do they know something? Maybe they don't and we just asume. Maybe we are right. Who are we to judge? I just get sick of the incompetance in the world today. All I am saying is, if you don't like something, do or say something about it. Try and make a change. But we are all entitled to our opinion. Its just the point where peoples opinions become a dread and hate in life and they bicker and bitch about it everytime someone brings it up. Hmmm, I put my 2 cents in about that. Subject change.

Mike, Josh and David stayed over last night. Christina and my Gummy Bear also came over and hungout with us. Mike and I ended up talking a lot, about a lot of stuff. Everyone else had gone to bed by 1:30-2 while Mike and I were up till about 4-4:30ish. Something wierd happened. I told the guys as they were bouncing around with my strobe light on, to be carefull of the glass's in the room. I touched a glass right after saying that, and the glass shattered. Just my finger tips touched the side of it. The shards had fallen into my lamp and what not, but the glass just stood there. Just my finger touching it. I was kinda curious all night how I had done it. A year before, without any thought, I had ripped a candy machine door off its hinges, then set it down. I don't know how I did that either. In 6th grade, Brian's pencil was on the table, and I set my hand on it and it shattered into 3 pieces. Do I have super powers? I wish I could manipulte them. Heh heh...

*yawns*

Tired.... I need to talk to Molly... I am really worried...

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 3:38 PM