Man-Kind and It's Brutality Toward Nature For Money

In the little town of Windermere, I rest.
And I can't help to complain whenever I see new buildings put up destroying memorial places. Places that have been around since the late 50's early 60's. Many places have remained here since the 1800's.

There was a campground that many Albertans went to in the summer and spent the whole summer break there. It was called Coldstream. The owner of the place was leasing it out to friends of my parents. The lease wasn't supposed to be over for one more year. Unfortunately some rich man offered the owners a hell of a lot of money, and we as humans, think of money before anything else. So, the owners sold the property, without even talking it over with the leasers, or at least telling them.

Last summer was the end of Coldstream. All the memories for everyone are going to be gone. Yes, sure, they may still be in their minds, but they won't be able to go there for visits and such. Instead of keeping it a campground the new owner has decided to put many many houses into it.
(You can talk to my mum more if you need more info. , for I am not sure about everything)

Well, there is this path beside where Coldstream was, that lead me to Ian's house. It was an incredibly amazing shortcut. As I was walking down, home last night I followed my instincts down the path that I had taken many a times. All of the sudden, down at the bottom of the hill, my path was gone. The bride that went over the little creek was not there, and instead, was replaced with a metal funnel thing. It took me near 30 minutes to get out, since I had to climb over the huge mounds of fallen trees and gravel.

It disgusted me when I was out. I realized that humanity really pushes nature to the limits. We try to cram nature into tiny spaces, where it should be the humans having to deal with that. We are the ones that can adapt easier to our surroundings and know what in Gods name is going on. I saw all the trees just lying on the ground, and knew what they were going to do with them. Burn them. Of course, we could use them as lumber, paper, etc.. But instead we choose to be close-minded about the situation. But we other people, about five million others, don't seem to realize what is going on in our earth. We are all so ignorant about so much.

I'm sure if we all got together we could make people realize that it's not all about money. Love, family, and friendship is the most important in life. Without those, money means nothing. Sure it buys you a lot, but can it buy you love, happiness and freedom. I don't think so.

Crazy Nights, Begin With Great Friends And End With Awesome Memories

This post is defiantly dedicated to my 3 best friends in the world and my old love.
I'd like to thank them for the countless days of endless fun and memories. For some people friends don't really mean a lot because they are selfish and arrogant. Some people just take their friends for granted, but they don't seem to realize that good friends come once in a blue moon, and when they are gone, whatever the cause, you'll probably have no one. Friends are the only people, other than family, that will love you unconditionally. They are the ones that you can go to and talk to about anything that bothers you. It's hard to talk to your friends when it's something that they've done to make you upset.

My friends and I all trust each other. We always have the best of nights and days. Sometimes we'll have crying sessions together, but that's one of the privileges of being around your best friends. You know that they will listen to you, and if they don't understand, they will listen and try to understand. That's why I love my friends so much.

In a couple of months my 3 best friends and I are moving out together. Everyone says that we'll eventually get sick of each other. I'm ALWAYS with them and we never get sick of each other. I think that's the reason why were are so close. I love them all so much, and they add so many special memories into my file. So much happens and each moment is so special that it is unbelievably hard for me to write and express it. Words don't even get half the picture that I mean, and if words would, than I wouldn't be having the time that I'd want to have. No nights are like that though. Each night is filled with spontaneous moments, and everlasting hours.
This is the kind of friendship that I long for, and have.
The friendship that will withstand a lot of bad times, but create more good times to cover the bad ones. This friendship;a special sanction-that we all to go when we need to, comforts everything.

Yes, that is all. I sure hope it made sense LOL