Interests:Being with the ones I care about... Art, poetry, sushi, tea, music, anime, manga, reading, writting, drawing, philosiohy, fantasy, and WONDERLUST.... Expertise:I am told it's art and poetry.... Occupation:....
I was wondering something... It all started as I was eating a candy bar between classes... I was late, but just said I had to go to the bathroom... Being devious, I got away with it... but it made me think.... Why do people eat on the toilet...?? Or talk on phones on the toilet for that matter...??
So lazy.... So... so terribley lazy.... Must.... Stay online.... Stay online....
Okay, I am lazy but that's why there's a t.v. in here for when I get bored online... ^_^b
So, tell meh, by technical deffinition... can my God be a blade...? Looking back, even when I was stupid enough to try plastic ((i was four, give me some credit)), blades have been there when no one else was... They "comfort" me... and they "*change" ((this is said from spite, really... you know, makin' fun of "God made man in his image"... Seein' as humans love to change themselves so much....))
*From plastic, to metal... From knives, to razors... All that jazz...
And, if that statment's true, we all must have something to call God... I mean, something different for everybody... What's the point in trying to worship a "holy", otherdimensional God, if one even exists...? Why not just believe in whichever one's yours in -this- dimension...?
I'd say that it's obsurd.... but I cant spell that word, so I'll say ((in my opinion mind you)) that it's rediculous....
Well, for one thing, I got unbearably shit-faced.... Leaving me unbearably sick the next day.... And giving me even worse night-terrors than before.... They're always gettin' worse.... *shrugs* I don't have much to do.... Imma check on a few other people's Xanga's....
I'm sorry I was gone so long, if anybody still comes here.... I really should be coming back more often this time.... I'm truely sorry.... Alot of things have been getting to me lately.... Well, 'till next time....
