[Rosalinds conversations with her brother David which i found to be Fucking hillarious]
scene: On the way to the hospital
Vag: *points at hedge* David theres a quicker way through there....
David: *pause* yes well it would be if there was a way through the hedge
me: lmfao
David: oh look rosie theres a much quicker way through that Wall too!
Scene:David taking the piss out of Rosalinds Vegitarianism
David: just you wait till the great famine and then when all the sane people are eating a nice Steak you can go munch on a leaf.
[later............]
David: She makes our mom go out to marks and spensers to buy all this expensive packaged leaves, when theres a perfectly healthy garden in back.
<3 omg so funny <3
mmm I can't decide whether I am indecisive.
The mind is a tool, meaning that it can be neither right nor wrong, with right and wrong being related to how true you are to your beliefs. I find it very strange that most people find pleasure in destroying brain cells than using them to benefit society. Then again, many drug-induced people have benefitted society, returning us to the right-wrong argument. Life is like that sometimes, chasing its tail in these twisted circles.
Hipocrasy: me stating that I need to do physics c/w for tomorrow and then continuing to write this post. great.
Humans get probed by the aliens because they never make sense and need to be studied. If we'd just do what we say and vice-versa, then we could reduce the number of anal probings I guess eh
Profanity may not solve your problems, but that shit sure relieves all of your fuckin' stress. Damn right!
OH MY GAWD...
There is SO a word that rhymes with orange.
It's florange
(short for floral arrangement).
Nobody said you couldn't make one up!
I swear Google will aid somebody take over the world some day.
Oh man lol.
Insanity can be organised.
I mean, just read my diary for christs sake.
[At a church..........]
Me:*taps izzy. she looks depressed* Iz, you okay?
Izzy: shh. no sex in the church mally.
Nothing's real or fake. Life is all about how the brain perceives electrical impulses.
Time doesn't fly, it just seems to move more quickly, which is also not true. Time has a constant velocity and zero acceleration.
I realised that Mankind digs its own holes.
We take advantage of our complex thought patterns to weave webs of deceit.
Then we forget which lies we told to which people, it all unravels, and we discover why lying is wrong.
Or we just get better at it.
Well there you go. My theory on lying.
Paradox: Procrastinator
Most popular historical records agree: Jesus was a real man, who actually walked the earth 2 million years ago.
Whether or not He Is/Was the Son of God remains up for debate in the secular community.
It is however irrelevant to me.
I mean, look at it this way:
A dude (with no shoes on) cared so much about humanity, that he taught millions of people a new and more respectfull way to live.
He died instead of betraying his faith.
Whether or not his death did “rid us of our sins” (we all sin now days anyway), we don’t know.
Maybe that was fabricated with time.
I am not a Christian.
I don’t really follow any particular religion..reli
But I do believe that there is some kind of power out there.
I don’t know Why, or How or What.
I just believe.
Its also comforting to believe that, maybe that’s the reason all this religion hype was created in the first place
But I think gradually its all about power.
Which sucks.
No matter what religion you follow, that sort of character deserves respect.
Whether he was the Son of God or Not.
Me + computer + internet + elftown diary = 0 productivity.
Oh well.
Whose complaining. Your just as sad to be reading this now.
Omg I have not watched neighbours OR home and away in god knows how long.
I cant get back into it.
H e a r t b r e a k i n g.
But like, I was just a sad little girl living vicariously through actors and actresses. I still am, but hey.
I also doubt that nobody has the whole truth. If there is such a thing. We are all liars to some degree. It’s a matter of whether our inaccurate opinions are truthfully expressed and make some sort of logical sense.
Oh Ive seen the truth and it makes no sense whatsoever
It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything good.
We Need To Start Treating The Patient As Well As The Desiese
You were wrong
.O p e n . y o u r . E y e s.
She doesnt trust me.
What can I do if she doesnt trust me.
She says she doesnt "Know who I am Anymore".
And that she "Doesnt trust me".
What Kind Of Girl Am I?
How Can I Do This To Everybody?
It will take some time to get her trust back…
I know that:
.I.m . .n.o.t. . .T.h.e. . .G.i.r.l. . .M.o.t.h.e.r. . .W.a.n.t.e.d. . .M.e. . .T.o. . .B.e.
She doesn’t
It would kill her
I dont really fit in. I dont really stand out.