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Name: Greg
Country: Lebanon
Birthday: 4/7/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: Meanings of words... Spelling... Grammer... Basics... Long words... Letters... Short words... Sentences... Not Abbreviations (lame)... Verbs, Nouns, Adverbs... you know.
Actually,
God, Guitar, Ultimate, Soccer, Friends, SPU, Church, Couch, Chair, Bed, People, Silence, Music, Loud Music, Punch me in the stumach music, Messy Spirituality, Not smoking, Not drinking, Doing Love, Doing Faith, Making things make sence to me, Or making myself make sence to it. Movies and Shows that don't have lamo dialogs that make you feel good about puting people down. Movies that make you think the person with the shallow mind is really cool, and also I don't like movie scripts with no creativity. OR! Movies that show a hurt relationship being fixed by having sex, or doing something stupid. THose movies just try to make people feel better about there hurt relationships, when in reality, if you were close to god your problems would be minimal. See Romans chapter 5. That movie is just like me, t
Expertise: Trimming plants... haha, bryan... Playing guitar really well...haha, bryan... I am really good with numchucks...haha, bryan... I can jump my bike and get 3 feet of air... haha, bryan...
Occupation: Other
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
9/14/2004
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| I hardly remember anything anymore. Memories seem to slip out of sight, and I can't remember importance of things I've learned, let alone what I've learned. I am just not interested in myself I guess. I'm not curious about who I am, I spend no time thinking about memories, or looking at pictures. I feel like I've dislocated myself from me, if thats possible... Words mean nothing to me... Laughter is just a joke. Happiness is not remembered... Love is not shared. I hate it. I hate the bizzare thoughts I indure. Atempting to understand and put meaning to interactions results in a dry experience for me. What have I done to get this? I know I can peice it together, but Its hard to think about. | | |
| I hate online, but I hate more the way I hate it, or maybe I hate that because I hate it I am too hatefull to relize anything else. | | |
| I am (trying) to fill out my housing application for next year, but somehow it stumps me on every question.
sigh....
I can't decide between my hobby/interest being Music, performing arts, mission work, socializing, student orginization...etc. Each one is different and would bring a different person. Its hard to decide what path this will lead me to. Is it really that big of a deal? I could pick one randomly, and be completely WILD! WOO... but who knows really.
wild sounds good, but its so.... uncertain
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uncertain...
uncertain...
AHHH
i can't make up my mind
Ben! I think I am going to stay with you next year. This year is for WILD unknownness of new people! WAHH!! but i am still thinking about it... | | |
| its been a few minutes since the last blog
thats good... | | |
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