The good old days...

So i was just sitting there the other day, thinking to myself, how cool was it in the "good old days". Now most people don't recognize this picture above. For some of the newer generation of kids out there, they might remember something called like Beetleborgs or something like that. But in Japan the original was Kamen Rider (which ended up like power rangers to change over time to different forms). All I can say is America tends to take foreign things and turn it gay. Like homosexuality for instance. Back in Rome, oh it was okay, but get to america and it's "gay". ( that was a complete joke I am sorry) But I am talking about my childhood japanese hero's. America took a bunch of butt woopin japanese teenagers from the group of Dairenja, made them american, threw in a Billy (the pansy blue american ranger), Bulk and Skull and made it suck. I mean look at the original japanese power rangers
now compare to the crappy american power rangers. ( by the way, japan only had one girl for a while)
I KNOW!!!! THE JAPANESE RANGERS WOULD SOOO WOOP ON GAY LITTLE BLUE BOY. Now I must make an exception. Everybody liked Tommy. He would of been a perfect DAIRENJA SHIRO (white)

Well back to the whole point of this topic. I miss the old days. The days where my biggest worry is if everyone would see that my mom made my cool new tee shirt, if i got a bag of gummy bears in my lunch sack, or if I kicked a homerun in kick soccer. Those days are over (except for the gummy bears cause my mommy knows what i like). Now I have to worry about making sure i have gas in my car, if i collected the 4000 dollars from the little old lady that tells me she has every disease known to man, or that my mom STILL didn't pack me gummy bears for lunch. The world just got too complicated. sometimes I just want to sit back and just try to enjoy life as I once did. But can we? Is it really possible? Or do we have to watch re runs of the Cosby show, Who's the Boss, Mr Belvedere, Charles in Charge, or Full House to create nostalgia for ourselves?

The good old days... hmm wish things didn't have to change so much. As I always say, life sucks then you die...

Dear Frank...

Well Frank, life sucks, then you die... Know what I mean?

Why does it seem that somethings of my past always find a way to haunt me? It was during my mission, towards the beginning... It was a hard time. You know, you where there, you saw it. So when i see someone that is going through the same thing, it sucks. I get pissed off. I am offended. I wish the person felt the pains of hell on their shoulders and chest and mind. AND THEY'RE A MISSIONARY! I guess i just wish they felt the pain that I and all the others involved do. What do you think Frank? Should they? And even worse, they seem to feel no real remorse or they would do the appropriate things.

Well besides that things are good. I have finally gotten used to living here. Life for a while seemed to be kind of boring and dull, but now it seems to finally be moving and I can finally call myself a Virginian. Do i miss Utah? Oh hell ya... well somethings i do. But we learn to move on and live life. Life sucks and then you die, remember? It just matters on what we do while life sucks that makes the difference.

Frank, did you see that the Seahawks just won? Pretty good stuff. I guess I am supposed to like the Panthers cause it's North Carolina and it's just right down the road. But, I think I could actually care less. What happened to me liking sports? Most professional athletes suck now. Sad really. Like that shotty Marcus Vick pulling a gun just down the street from our house at the Mac? Stupid retard. Pretty cool though that his mom just lives couple yards down from a friends place.

Well I wish i had more to say but I am getting tired Frank. So ya, have you fixed that problem with constipation? I have been told, take more fiber. Works pretty well. Well let me know. Laterz

Jack