So this is some stupid thing about how we're not gonna live to see February because of some asteroid called TU24 that would destroy the world with giant electromagnetic disturbances or whatever that crap was as it passed by.
At first I thought this might actually be serious, and then looking at this little diagram, I thought it was a bit scary, til it fucking says at the bottom "Probability of Impact: 0.0%" some bs that was.
Random poem Rudy showed me from his English class. Thought it was crazy and deserved sharing, do you know the meaning? XD.
A Song in the Front Yard
by Gwendolyn Brooks
I've stayed in the front yard all my life.
I want a peek at the back
Where it's rough and untended and hungry weed grows.
A girl gets sick of a rose.
I want to go in the back yard now
And maybe down the alley,
To where the charity children play.
I want a good time today.
They do some wonderful things.
They have some wonderful fun.
My mother sneers, but I say it's fine
How they don't have to go in at quarter to nine.
My mother, she tells me that Johnnie Mae
Will grow up to be a bad woman.
That George'll be taken to Jail soon or late (On account of last winter he sold our back gate.)
But I say it's fine. Honest, I do.
And I'd like to be a bad woman, too,
And wear the brave stockings of night-black lace
And strut down the streets with paint on my face.
