Every morning I check out the day's headline. There's never anything good. Nothing good, but nothing shocking either. After the death of MJ, very few things actually really get to me. Generally, the front page talks about some politician or another who is accused of being in a scam involving millions. The news is full of corruption stories as if these were actual news - or maybe, I have gotten use to it by now(Sigh!).
Last night I was watching a movie where soldiers and a whole lot of refugees had to flee Nigeria into Cameroon. They spent days crossing the jungle while being chased by brutal soldiers. Everywhere in the jungle was carnage. I was watching this with one gripping thought in my head. Where does everyone go to take crap?
When I was younger I did think that living in the woods would be exciting. Even the guerilla life seemed romantic. I'm sure, all those pictures of Che Guevarra didn't hurt that impression. Why, learning how to use firearms, survival techniques, camouflage and boots - they all lent a moth-to-the-lamp appeal! But the appeal is gone now. Sid had been telling me about his life in the jungle where the army pitch tents, and build fires to cook their food, peed on the bushes, that sort of thing. I was mortified.
Hmmm... I think I have a mild form of ADHD - Attention Deficit, Hyperactivity Disorder. It is very difficult for me to focus on things. For example, as I write this sentence, I am very much aware of the annoying tweeting of birds outside my window and the low hum of the fan. The bigger part of me is listening to these sounds and thinking of how to eradicate the birds (perhaps, using the fan).
Hey, did you notice how personal relationship have gotten more complicated? back then there were the following relationships: family, classmates, random acquaintances, peers, and couple hood. Now there are those, plus the potentially very complicated best friend of the opposite gender, text mates, chat mates, farm buddies, the person you kinda like, the person you go out with but not seriously, the person you go out with that's potentially serious... I know I'm missing something...
Yes, my mind is warped after the long weekend, yesterday was a holiday here, plus I don't have internet connection at the office. So imagine how frustrating this could be and how one's mind could go wacked when feeling isolated from the cyber world - it's smorgasboard all the way.
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We rarely pitched tents Odette we built shelters out of what was at hand if the weather called for it. If we were just unsure we built something called hoochies which we made from the rubberized ponchoes we usually carried.
Twittering birds were never a problem. The buzzing of mosquitoes got you so angry you thought they should make them the nation bird and put them on the money.
Pictures of Che may have made him look romantic. I read his books.
And this far north we usually call it forest rather than jungle. Even if we are wading through swamps.
As to kinds of friends you forgot the kind that you will always remember and the ones who are totally insane but so much fun to be around. ( I think most of mine growing up were and in some cases are still in this group )
However as Will Rogers once said " There are no strangers. Only friends we never met "
And you forgot to mention Man's best friend the dog. You poor Ladies get stuck with diamonds. We get a dog.
Hi Odette,
Your blog is always interesting and fun to read.
I have been zapped of any original thoughts for the past few days.
I have too much to do and not enough time to do it all. Life!!!
Maybe the smog from all of the fires burning around here and the added heat is getting to me...zombie woman here.
Hugs, Mimi
Odette,
I doubt you're hyperactive but, you definately seem to have ADD (take it from an experienced pro).
For a while now, I've been thinking about moving away from all civilization and living in a tropical jungle in asia. I'm becoming increasingly sick and tired of the rat race lately.
I'm not too worried about the little details other than finding enough to eat which, in and of itself, is an impossible feat. That and the man eating bugs.
As usual, an interesting post :D
Oh yes, you are so right Sid about those other weird relationships i had left out, Lol.
As for mosquitoes, only one word - off lotion!
xoxoxoxo
Mimi,
Has the forest fire been subdued? I understand why you're so busy - back to school frenzy!
You can handle it,
xoxoxoxox
AA,
Man-eating bugs, eh? They don't exist in Asia, at least, not the time I looked.
xoxoxoxo
No Ray man eating bugs are rare in Asian countriess most of them stay in the states. With all the other divorce lawyers.
Wow. I gotta say wow about that blog. I did 4 years active army, but I did PT in the early morning, worked 9-5 with 1 1/2 hours for lunch and went home in the evening. I spent a year in Iraq, and that was the worst year of my life. It was my first Christmas away from my family and rockets and explosions were a daily thing. I did see an acquaintance die from a distance...which incidentally was way more than enough. But it doesn't take much when your whole life is turned upside down by even simple things. Good luck with the birds...LOL
-Randy
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