Ugh.
A few things are lingering on the dark side of my own being today.
First of all, let it be said that people who cannot motivate themselves will never get where they want to be. Don't sulk about it if you aren't going to change your life.
Secondly - our society is so infatuated with diploma educated people, that it too often misses the importance of life experience - which may delve far beyond a diploma and twenty one years of life experience (*note* that would be twenty one years from birth!). Society and all of it's branches of corporate wisdom need to get back to basics and recall the fundamentals of life and the value of experience.
Thirdly, if society, who is ultimately governed by well, the government, requires an educational hierarchy for success in employment, make education affordable! Those who are wealthy are not necessarily smarter - they can just pay you to think they are! Every human should have the right of affordable education.
Fourth on my list today and speaking of fundamentals of human nature and societal allowances... Does it make any sense to anyone at all that fast food is more affordable than freshly grown organic food? And why, in a country that has hiked the cost of alcohol and tobacco to ensure our society is "healthier", does it allow the cost of gyms, fitness equipment and attempts to be a healthier person to sky rocket into an unattainable amount so that the average person can barely afford to be their perception of healthy? And, to that, why does everyone think they need gyms, bow flex, etc to be healthy? Go outside for crying out loud! And! Skinny does not equal healthy!
Cinco...that's right, a second language, I am cultured like that. If you have nothing nice to say, don't. Bambi rule - use it. Gossip will get you no where.
Sixth batter up is house keeping - which, new flash folks, I DO NOT WORK FOR. Out side of anyone under the age of thirteen in my house, I am not your mommy - if you spill it, wipe it up, if you use it, wash it, and put it away. Do not slam, stomp, and again, do not sulk about it!
Seven is my very favorite number, and I don't know why. It just is. So if you cannot spell it, or any other word, for that matter do not use a public web site where you are required to type, posting things that prove you may very well be a waste of educational money that could be going to someone who actually will put effort into learning. If I see one more person spell "wat" instead of "what" on Facebook, I am going to loose my mind - or what is left of it. Their, there, and they're are, indeed three different words! Two words of advice - SPELL CHECK!
Octopus-ly eight: it's winter, and we here, live in Alberta. This means several things. Wear a coat, and boots - a remarkable concept to keeping warm when it is minus thirty degrees outside. It also means that ice is covering the road, do not drive like it is August. Drive safely. Which, in fact, does not mean that you need to drive ten kilometers an hour in a 60 zone to "arrive alive", as I may get out of my vehicle, run up to yours and attempt to kill you. (no not really! But seriously - this is where road rage is born!)
Nine - which feels like ninety today, be grateful for what you have, and that you have the freedom to speak your mind, or rant in lists, because although our government may not have our priorities straight all the time, we do, indeed live in a free country, where we don't have to pay for toilet paper in public facilities, and for the most part people will shrug off whatever it is that you are ranting about instead of arresting you.
Ten - I don't want to, and you can't make me, and I am grateful for that.
...I am prickly today...still grateful, just prickly. It happens.
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