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Cosmogirl, Seventeen, and all other cyclo-clone teenage magazine that reciprocate and advocate the actions of a dumb ill-twitted coming of age girl (person).

As a former and guilty reader of these past time favorites, I have come to notice over the years that these eye gripping and repetitively themed magazine covers (and articles) teach nothing more to the up and coming youth of today, than how to "kiss," "secret tips to do for your crush," "is it love or just a crush?", "lipstick shades to match your mood," "slouch boots are the newest winter trend!"," wanna learn how to catch his attention & keep it?" "when to text him & when not to," "flirty texts he's dying to get." and on and on and on.

You get the point.

I should stop here and let you draw the conclusions for yourself,
but let me just give you a small bit of the ones i have drawn thus far.

Ever notice how most of the titles start with "please," "love," "make", "flirt", "kiss", "look," "hot" etc. and are followed by the word[s] "for him","with him" "to him" ?

Shouldn't all that energy spent into typing these redundant and empty articles be spent on... hmm i don't know; teaching children about the recession and current economical state that they will be handling as adults?

I mean, in the long run & in reality, what is more important... knowing how to send the perfect texts to ones crush, or learning what needs to be done in order to stablize the current physical state we are now in and facing?

They are drugging these unknowing kids with monetary things of no relevant importance!
They are setting the mental mood for/ and of the teenage youth environment & should focus rather on shifting the awareness of mental and peripheral vision towards all of these vast and coming issues we are [currently] facing.

Soon,
the horoscopes at the end of seventeen, cosmo girl, and all other magazines alike will read the same for each sign.
Dear AQUARIUS, CAPRICORN, PISCES, ARIES, TAURUS, GEMINI, LEO, LIBRA, SCORPIO, SAGITTARIUS,CANCER, VIRGO:
"disaster is in your near future. Avoid mental dullness & dreariness; Seek refuge in magazines that say something!(better yet read a book) Free Tibet! Save Darfur! save the whales! recycle!
Stop America from hanging on its hinges! Stop reading this magazine [but do recycle all the 923898 issues you currently have sitting in your closet."

and the disclaimer at the bottom will read

disclaimer: reading this magazine may cause slight brain reversal from adulthood to adolescence, to infantry.

ahh if only.

economically speaking...

not only has consumption in the U.S severely spiked during the past few years, but at this rate and amount how will we be able to contain ourselves in the years ahead, let alone find further wasteland for our toxic needs?

2 MILLION PLASTIC BOTTLES, USED ON AVERAGE EVERY FIVE MINUTES IN THE U.S



65,000 ciggarettes, which is equivalent to the number of teens getting addicted to them every month.




11,000 jet trails, which is the number of commercial flights in the U.S every 8 hours.



426,000 cell phones which is equivalent to the number of cell phones retired in the U.S everyday.


213,000 Vicodin pills, equal to the number of emergency room visits yearly in the US related to misuse or abuse of prescription pain killers.



29,569 handguns, equivalent to gun related deaths in 2004.


1.14 million paper bags, the number used in the U.S every hour.



60,000 plastic bags. the number used in the U.S every 5 seconds.




2.3 million jail uniforms, equal to the number of Americans incarcerated in 2005




106,000 aluminum cans, which is equivalent to the number of cans used by americans every 30 seonds.




15 million sheets of office paper, used in america eevry 5 minutes.



3.6 million tire valve caps, used on each new SUV in 2004


125,000 one hundred dollar bills (12.5 million) the amount our government spends on the war in iraq EVERY hour.




regurgitate the facts

just, this

excuse the formality of this.
Its 5:10 am and my brain is wired on whatever extra energy my body
is managing to produce.

So im sitting here, after an interesting night...
cross that, an interesting YEAR.

this is my ode, to say more or less.

I have come to terms with my life as of now, and the friendships i
have built and kept on thus far.
The ones that have lasted, the ones that have passed.
The good, the bad, and the momentary.

Things change, people change, and time goes by no matter what.

I realized how ungrateful i have been about people and things in my
life..
and would like to take a moment just to appreciate what i have, who i am
and what i have been given.

And i encourage you to do the same.
(no matter the circumstances or conditions you are in, it could always be worse...
and every challenging encounter we face, is another experience and opportunity to grow
and learn.)

I feel as thought i have so much to comment on, let alone speak of,
but my brain cant seem to formulate proper sentences about each topic running through
my head.

As morning breaks, my words turn into senseless dribble.

Sleep is calling my name.

And the bed is luring me in ;)

Look, i started this off because i wanted to give an ode to friendships
but the real ones.
The ones that open your mind, envelop your soul, and expand you heart.
But i feel to tired; because if i started this ode right now,
i would have to cross examine and evaluate the reversal (the ode to fake-friendships.)

My mind is tired.
My body needs rest.


Sleep well world.

ahhhh memorable 1st blog.

This isnt the last youll hear of me.

trust.