"I just wish I could live in a time were the only thing I have to worry about is being strong at weilding my sword and doing good in the world. "

Man, don't we all? I just wish there really WAS such a time; unfortunately, such a time never existed. Life is never that simple... it's only idealized and romanticized to seem like that in books and movies and popular culture... and even portrayed that way all-too-often in bad history lessons. We're constantly told of ancient stories about noble warriors... but there's no such thing as a sinless samurai, or a Sir Lancelot. I suspect there've been some Don Quixote's around, but that can only be attributed to ignorance equalling bliss, and I'm pretty sure you'd rather not be ignorant. Do you think being a warrior back then was any different than being a soldier now? If you yearn for the simple life of the noble warrior, you're a perfect candidate to enlist in the army... specifically infantry, and I would recommend doing so. But there's nothing noble or glamourous about the job. It's hard, it's dirty, it's inhumane and although some would disagree, I would add to the list 'unecessary'. And on top of it all, I hardly think that killing or even injuring people brings any amount of 'good' into this world. And it's not even 'ancient' or medieval stories... we're still constantly bombarded with this romanticized lifestyle bullshit... what do you think that Jedi stuff is all about? There's no such thing as pure good vs. pure evil, and there never will be.

I don't want to sound like an uncaring bastard, but damn- get over those ideas in your head; they've been fed to you by the same society that you call 'weak', and yet you still believe them? That's hypocritical garbage. It's a fact that we lead pretty mundane existences when you follow life by the rules. Sometimes you gotta say "hey, I want to do something meaningful with my life... and dammit all to hell, I'm gonna do it!!!". Fucking quit school and fly to Africa to teach children, go to Brazil and protest deforestation, write a book, learn something useless that interests you, join a buddhist monestary and pledge your life, start a band and vow to tour the nation, live on the street for a week and at the end of it take a homeless individual to a fancy dinner, set this message-board up the bomb, climb a motherfucking mountain with your bare hands, make a movie, spraypaint your name on the sides of buildings, photocopy your manifesto and hand it out to random passersby, get a tattoo, tell your parents you love them and that you're leaving and that you don't have a clue where you're going or when you'll be back, but it doesn't fucking matter. Because when it comes right down to it, it doesn't.

Give a society a nice big 'fuck you' and do what you want to do (within reason of course, haha... for example, raping people is never a good idea) and damn the consequences. Life is what you make it. Live your life so that when you're an old man on your death bed and someone asks you "if you could be reincarnated into anything you wanted, what would it be?", your answer would invariably be, "me."

And above all, remember this: beginning is the best mean to an end.

still better than being a prancing half elf, I wont mention who obtained this result for fear of his or her life.

I think I'm back to normal again so don't worry about reading all my previous post. Not like your life depends on it or anything.

well here I go apologizing again, but I'm sorry about the bad news about your mom. I'm sure she'll be fine and you just have to finish off this hellish month then its all over... for all of us... sigh.

It's ok Alison, when I just put my first name in, I'm a Drunken Ranger!

Damn, my secret's out!

okay, on a lark, I tried "Alison" in the name generator, and I think some of these are the funnest so far:
According to the Red Book of Westmarch,In Middle-earth, Alison was a Laughing Peredhil (wtf?)

Hobbit lass name for Alison: Peony Grenthumb from Haysend (appropos n'est-ce pas?)

Dwarven Name for Alison: Farin Deathvisor (ha ha ha!)

Orkish Name for Alison: Nazalûk the Blacktooth (I brush, promise!)

Adûnaic name for Alison: Arîdbolgeke (again, "huh?" with the Adûnaic... where does it come from?)
I still like Nalizor though (with all those fancy accents...)

Albert, midday philosophizing is almost always going to get you not-so-deep responses, that's just the way things go. That and no one has the time right now to analyze what you're saying and come up with a witty or awe-inspiring response. Besides, I wasn't being deadly serious or anything, I just hate how idiotic I feel/look when I put emoticons at the ends of my statements.

anyway, time for rant:
(must therefore switch name to something vicious, brutish and rough-sounding. Henceforward in this post, alison will be known as Nalîzôr a much less airy/girly name {what the hell is the Adûnaic language/race anyway? I've forgotten})

I am so completely pissed off right now. We had the opportunity to move one of our lab finals from the monday of the last week of class to a later date where I would've had more time to study. But someone, one person, the ever infuriating Corey, said no. And I understand that sometimes people just can't accomodate moving exams but... We have our grad banquet that saturday, and then the insane plant id final (that we could've moved) and then the next day I possibly have two other finals: my wetlands class and my human-wildlife interactions class. [what we don't get is that Corey's graduating, plus he's got one of the other finals that week too, so he should be motivated to change the date of the exam, but he always rains on our parade - not always, I'm exaggerating, and he can be a nice guy, but he can also be a real jerk] I am so royally fucked it's not even funny. I could end up getting the worst marks of my undergraduate career that week (and therefore this semester).

I mean, not only am I president and speaking at our grad banquet, but i need to find people to take on the positions of our executive next year to keep the club alive. And then on top of all my personal stress and frustrations, my mommy is going in for surgery next week and will be off her feet for at least a month. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I want to drop out now! maybe not drop out, but not finish this semester for sure, it's just too much work.

I quit.

Very cool site. Name is so fitting.

Cool link Mrs. Beckett

Well it doesn't matter if I put one more post up it's not like anyone reads all my stuff anyways. I don't know I just find it infuriating that I basically spill my heart out and I get some lame response.
Maybe I'm just asking too much in thinking I'd get some serious response back. If you can't think of a well thought out and serious response then just don't put one down.
But whatever it seems like I'm just asking too much. I apologize again.