My Life And Love Might Still Go On

[Wherever You Will Go – The Calling]

I’ve been nabbing song I like from Smallville, and since I’m back at Season 1, the songs are old!

So this has been bothering me quite a bit much even more so this morning: parents being misled by unsubstantiated and badly researched “scientific facts”.

For years, since Mom discovered how to use the internet beyond emails, she’s been finding those websites in the Chinese community that has those articles of “interest” like how to activate pressure points to cure joint pains or whatever. Those sites are very much targeted towards middle-aged Chinese parents.

I don’t particularly have an opinion on articles about pressure points or how to make a dumpling that doesn’t collapse, but when they start writing stupid articles like “too much ice cream can give your child cancer” or “students who don’t study law and/or medicine are more likely to go into debt later in life”, it irks me.

Because you never see them publish articles like “let your children decide their own future” or “too much nagging can cause long-term psychological issues”. No, they never publish things that go against the readers’ preconceived ideals. What’s the point of reading things that reinforce what you already know and practice? Stories that make you go “oh wow I never thought about it that way” are the ones that are worth writing and reading.

I mean, how many times have you heard a cancer patient say, “I wish I never had ice cream when I was a child; I must warn everyone who would listen to not eat ice cream”? Yet how many times have you heard messed up adults complain to their therapists that their problem stemmed from childhood? How many people are stuck in miserable lives because they let their parents dictate their decisions, and those decisions had nothing to do with what they wanted?

But, God forbid those websites will publish stories warning parents against those.

Alex.

Fussin’ And Fightin’

[Ice Box – There For Tomorrow, original by Omarion]

Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country

Dear Cathy,

It was a toss-up between Dani and you for the previous letter. I’m kind of feeling guilty that you got this one, but just pretend that it’s the previous one as well.

You read most of what I feel in the plane letter I gave you – you remember, the one that made you cry – and since they were pretty private, I won’t say it here again. But I think you’re actually better off in QLD, seeing as what is happening currently in your life. Imagine having to go through that with THEM still in the same State as you! At least now you’re one step closer to getting out forever, am I right?

I still miss you like a cat on heat (wtf) but I know that ultimately we’ll still be friends, but you need to get out seriously.

I love you, Bobiboop.

Alex.

Gone

So, I got my computer back on Sunday.

Remember how I’d said I may have lost some files, but hopefully they’ve been backed up?

Apparently not. I’ve lost every single one of my files, yet my parents have kept all of their’s. The injustice is that they barely look at their’s, and my files…my files made up a large part of who I am, and what I’ve done to reach this.

I’ve lost all the stories and work I’ve done over the years. (Including Guardian Angel, which I wonder who still has copies of) I’ve lost all my drawings and photos, including a huge Smallville picture database (which means I have to go stalk Tom Welling and Kristen Kreuk on Google Images again), everything that I’ve collected from Carmaine as well as most of the really hard to retrieve pictures from 2006 and 2007.

But.

Most of all.

I’ve lost all my music.

Actually, my music is probably the one thing that I can get back most easily. But that’s not actually my point.

Well, so I suppose the next few  months would consist of me slowly building up my files again. We should be getting a new computer, a new…BETTER computer so I can start again there. I’ll try to find everything again, maybe I still have some of my best short stories on my USB. I’ll stretch my resources thin tryng to get back photos. I’ll have to start recollecting all of my lyrics as well as my guitar tabs and so forth (God that’ll be painful. But at least it means I get an opportunity to start a proper categorized folder for it).

I suppose I can catch everyone up on how my progress in recollecting my past 6 years is. And it’s a good thing I’d posted those 2 chapters up (I hadn’t really written any more than that).

So, whinge over, time to get on with it.

Other than that, things are going well in life. Well, as in, I suppose there are things I want to say, problems I want to have solved, but my saying them wouldn’t necessarily solve the problems, and solving the problems won’t necessarily stop my urge from saying those things, still. I am happy, mostly, so that’s what’s important.

Alex.