I think I might’ve just had another bout of feeling like a piece of shit but, I am getting over it, which is good.
I’ve been thinking about myself a little bit too much lately, I don’t actually hang out with friends anymore, and I might be watching to much TV. So I suppose I have been mentally punishing myself for doing nothing, languishing due to my lack of action. Ha, does that last part even make sense? I don’t care if doesn’t. I haven’t been doing anything and I feel terrible about and I don’t think I am eating well. Oh well.
Now I think I worked myself back into that no good rut.
In other news, I may have an interview if I ever get up the courage to call. :s
Ooh
An ask on another person’s blog
“don’t listen to her she’s a tranny bitch.”
Wow, aren’t you a grownup now, using swear words and everything :o
Honestly, grow the fuck up, insulting people isn’t cool at all, and if you do insult someone, don’t be stupid about it and use swear words, and come up with a better reason then their appearance.
Last Friday
Some missionary guy approached me at a park, and asked me some questions trying to get me to convert to his religion.
So, I don’t know if you guys know this, but I have honestly tried to believe in a Higher Power and I can’t do it. It’s like trying to believe in Santa after somebody told you that it was actually your parents. I have been an Atheist for all of my life, I can’t just start believing in this all powerful being now. Especially if they let the creepy-ass followers thrive while the ones who actually do good are neglected.
I could pretend to believe, but the guy told me that pirating things like music ‘is wrong, and when you get to the pearly gates God will judge you and you will go to Hell,’ Which I think is bullshit, if you do it from the rich artists, what does it matter? The only reason I have Lady Gaga on my MP3 is because we had to clean this lady’s house and then she never picked up her stuff so dad burned some of her CD’s.
Hi
Thanks for following me, I just wanted to let you know that this is basically my journal, and I don’t really post that much, and that part of me that came out last night doesn’t really come around often. And I’m not really depressed or anything, it’s just the truth, I will die in five years if I turn out to be an unproductive member of society. I’m not seeing anyone because it isn’t necessary. (I think)
