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Suicide
So I've been attempting suicide lately, and sometimes I wonder why I put myself through things. I've taken two tests and I want the memory of them to be erased from my BRAIN. (By the way, i'm talking about those two tests when I'm talking about suicide by the way, for those of you out there that think i'm a manic depressant....is that even right? I wonder how long it took people to create grammar for a language, or did it just come to them. You know thats weird, could you imagine like Adam and Eve's kids being like "I hate you, i'm gonna create my own language so you can't understand the way I talk, but yet you'll be able to eventually translate it, and by the time i'll like you again. Oh wait, that was the tower of Babel. Okay seriously, like there are some things in the Bible that just aren't true okay people. If you guys truly believe that God decided to make everyone speak a different language in order for them to quit building the tower to "Heaven" (which I think that Heaven isn't in the sky, but some other place thats even harder for us to reach because we've been to outer space, or at least thats what they want us to think (but seriously, why would anyone fake that shit? You'd have to fake it a whole bunch and too many people have died in the process so that shit is real). I'm thinking more along the lines of the core of the earth, or the deepest nook/cranny of the ocean where the pressure is too much for even machines to stabilize under.) Cause you know if they really wanted to finish building that tower, they would've figured out that they knew waht the hell they were doing, and just had to keep doign it without speaking to each other OR started talking with their hands like the gays or something. I mean fa real though, if there is a will, theres a way. And besides, they wouldn't have been able to make the tower go up that high anyway due to physics of gravity and all that extra bs that construction management majors know about.) Not to mention that my laptop that i've had for a year decided to do something new and amazing, forcing me to buy a new one so I could study my notes for these damn tests that i'm FAILING! But the computer is really nice, and I know for a fact taht i'll do awesome on teh future tests. So whatev!
So the Chi-O house is serving corn dogs and i'm really excited. Okay so Britain just poured ice cold water on my BALD head. She's gonna get it. Lemme just say that I absolutely LOVE these girls and glad taht I work here. That was about the gayest thing ever. I wanna give massive props to my boys Allen and Bradley for scoring very well on their GRE's, i'm so glad taht i'm not taking it lol. And someone remind me to do my application for Homecoming Court, its gonna be fun. Especially since my Chi-O's always dominate Greek Homecoming Week Activities. Yeah this shall be awesome.
So I love Keon and I just want the world to know that. He's awesome and makes me smile. The End.
So I've been attempting suicide lately, and sometimes I wonder why I put myself through things. I've taken two tests and I want the memory of them to be erased from my BRAIN. (By the way, i'm talking about those two tests when I'm talking about suicide by the way, for those of you out there that think i'm a manic depressant....is that even right? I wonder how long it took people to create grammar for a language, or did it just come to them. You know thats weird, could you imagine like Adam and Eve's kids being like "I hate you, i'm gonna create my own language so you can't understand the way I talk, but yet you'll be able to eventually translate it, and by the time i'll like you again. Oh wait, that was the tower of Babel. Okay seriously, like there are some things in the Bible that just aren't true okay people. If you guys truly believe that God decided to make everyone speak a different language in order for them to quit building the tower to "Heaven" (which I think that Heaven isn't in the sky, but some other place thats even harder for us to reach because we've been to outer space, or at least thats what they want us to think (but seriously, why would anyone fake that shit? You'd have to fake it a whole bunch and too many people have died in the process so that shit is real). I'm thinking more along the lines of the core of the earth, or the deepest nook/cranny of the ocean where the pressure is too much for even machines to stabilize under.) Cause you know if they really wanted to finish building that tower, they would've figured out that they knew waht the hell they were doing, and just had to keep doign it without speaking to each other OR started talking with their hands like the gays or something. I mean fa real though, if there is a will, theres a way. And besides, they wouldn't have been able to make the tower go up that high anyway due to physics of gravity and all that extra bs that construction management majors know about.) Not to mention that my laptop that i've had for a year decided to do something new and amazing, forcing me to buy a new one so I could study my notes for these damn tests that i'm FAILING! But the computer is really nice, and I know for a fact taht i'll do awesome on teh future tests. So whatev!
So the Chi-O house is serving corn dogs and i'm really excited. Okay so Britain just poured ice cold water on my BALD head. She's gonna get it. Lemme just say that I absolutely LOVE these girls and glad taht I work here. That was about the gayest thing ever. I wanna give massive props to my boys Allen and Bradley for scoring very well on their GRE's, i'm so glad taht i'm not taking it lol. And someone remind me to do my application for Homecoming Court, its gonna be fun. Especially since my Chi-O's always dominate Greek Homecoming Week Activities. Yeah this shall be awesome.
So I love Keon and I just want the world to know that. He's awesome and makes me smile. The End.