Well now that i have so much time on my hands..

Ventilation.

The Metro

Fuck me if I don't hate the bus. Well I don't hate it but it's certainly a dysfunctional relationship we share. I never choose to ride the bus because if things are going well then that's what cars and ridiculous gas prices are for; but if I want a homeless man so close, that I can count his dreadlocked nose hairs, the 750 all the way. I don't understand why bus drivers still allow these people on the bus, clearly they are just cheating in a hobo race cause they have to true place to go and now only have a purpose to burn their cat piss ammonia smell into the masses' noses. The only other problem I really have with the bus is the old gremlin, chunty looking mexicans who frequent every single bus. They love me and it's disgusting. I've had my tattoo groped more times than I'd like to admit to, most times claiming it looked like "Hena" but why in the fuck would you try to wipe it off if it was. Jesus why couldn't the bus be filled with other teens with flimsy cash flows who respected general personal space and hygiene laws.

The Secret

If I've ever heard a bigger crock of shit than the secret I think my head would explode. To fully despise this, you must understand them.

If you put your good thoughts & energy into the universe, what you want will come to be. For example, Joan got a job interview but she's been to dozens of these in the past. After accepting the "Secret" into her life she learned to put her good energy into the universe and her wishes came to be. She's now employed at the job of her dreams and working her way well up the corporate ladder.

You really can sell anything to America anything these days huh? Take two seconds and remove your dick shaped brain from your own anus and realize these fuckers are selling you confidence. Literally. No bells and whistles, or cosmic dust floating to the rescue of your pathetic life; Confidence. If you walk into an interview with good thoughts and energy, other people will pick up on your Confidence and feel all the better about giving you the job. Confidence breeds success, not the secret. If a handicapped kid really thought hard and put it into the universe for a fully functioning spinal cord, 98% of life says that kids shit out of luck.