If you don't know, I'm talking about the new Evanesence album, The Open Door and their first single "Call me when you're sober". It's a good song. Kind of reminds me of my Daddy issues. Good times.
Anyways, I really do like the song and I'm looking forward to the release of the whole album sometime this fall. Josh will probably...find it for me. Heh.
For about five minutes today I felt good about my life. Then I remembered to breath. But actually, I'm being way over dramatic. I have a beautiful son who really is the only reason the sun comes up each day and that's all I really need to know. I love him. Sometimes the pressure is overwhelming, but it's NEVER because of him. He's perfect. I just had to clarify that.
So, to totally avoid the subject that is on my mind right now, I'll talk about Godless. Josh was able to download the whole thing for me and I listened to it on my route. I kept waiting for the proverbial shit to hit the fan but it just sounded like good old Ann to me. The chapter on abortion honestly made me cry, but when the subject is actually discussed, in light of all the known facts, you'd have to be near souless to not shed a tear or two. Then she went into the subject of teachers and the public school system. Apparently, 32,000 children are sexually abused by teachers every year. That's one out of every ten children. My aunt has eight kids she is sending to public school this year so statistically one of them is quite likely to be sexually abused. I have decided that's not a risk I'm willing to take. That fact, and the fact that the public school system is simply a TOOL has swayed me towards home schooling. I basically think private schools are a waste of money. That's a whole other story.
When Josh and I first talked about having kids, even before we were married, we said we wouldn't home school them because we didn't want them to be "weird". Now we realize that weird is actually a good thing. When you live in a society where more people can name two of the Seven Dwarves than two Supreme Court Justices, (and Sandra Day O'Connor doesn't count. She's retired.) weird is definitely a good thing.
Besides, stupidity is breeding like rabbits. I've got to do something to counter balance the universe.
Basically, I'm in a bad mood and my blog is now too public to say what's really on my mind. If we didn't have a baby, I'd be blaring some grunge as we speak.
I'd still rather have my baby. I'll save my grunge for the car.
2 comments:
I'm not a fan of the album... sounds too much like Sister 7 to me-not original. But let me know if your want it.:)
I already have it :-] And I think it's pretty original or at least I'll say this: I've never heard anything like it. But...maybe I'll check out this Sister 7 you speak of.
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