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What to do late at night while the little green and white pills aren't working? That's the question I always ask myself. I wish I could just take a red one and be done with this life I'm leading. I like the thought of being transported to an alternate reality.
Maybe in this new reality I'll have a job.
Apparently, no one wants to hire me. I was infinitely close to being hired at MovieGallery but it seems as though I'm just a person that no one wants to say no to in person. Do you think if I just stuck around a store long enough, they'd have to give me a job?
My dad claims that if I ever need money, I can have it. However, I don't know if I trust him during the rent months. I want to, though. That would allow me to stop prostituting myself in professional clothing for $7 an hour.
Bono from U2 was discussing how everyone in this world should just get along. However, the way he said it made me slightly perturbed. "40% of this world are Muslims, we should be friendly to them instead of having to defend ourselves against them." Why is it always an "us against them" situation? We are all people. When did we lost the concept that all of us are walking on two feet and just trying to survive in this crazy world? Sometimes I question how polar the Earth is. We're divided into countries that speak different languages and protect our imaginary borders so that other people can't come in. I sound like an activist for a crazy radical movement but sometimes you just have to think of these things. Where would we be if we didn't?
I did the AIDS walk and fucked up my knee. That's all I can say on that subject because my conscience does not allow me to speak.
Give me something to do during this summer.
I really have nothing to say here but should I? I think I should have a long entry that no one will read. I think I should write a question so that I can hear what other people say. I should talk about the latest movies that I have seen or the latest books that I am reading. But honestly, none of this matters.
I want to write about what I'm thinking. I'm thinking about religions. I want to learn what they're all about. I want to see what people see in them. I have to learn about their power. They are powerful, they sometimes help, they sometimes don't. What makes someone die for something that can't be proven? I have no general conclusion but I think I'm in a good position to learn. I don't believe in anything so cognitive dissonance cannot destroy me. I love learning, I love controversies and I love having people believe in something that might actually matter in their life.
I've been playing guitar like a motherfucker. My fingers are now slightly squared and almost completely numbed. For this, I can honestly play 6 songs and am just now learning chords. LEt's see how long this little spree of optimism and dedication lasts. Maybe until I fail.
Ick. Ikes. Sleep.
Maybe in this new reality I'll have a job.
Apparently, no one wants to hire me. I was infinitely close to being hired at MovieGallery but it seems as though I'm just a person that no one wants to say no to in person. Do you think if I just stuck around a store long enough, they'd have to give me a job?
My dad claims that if I ever need money, I can have it. However, I don't know if I trust him during the rent months. I want to, though. That would allow me to stop prostituting myself in professional clothing for $7 an hour.
Bono from U2 was discussing how everyone in this world should just get along. However, the way he said it made me slightly perturbed. "40% of this world are Muslims, we should be friendly to them instead of having to defend ourselves against them." Why is it always an "us against them" situation? We are all people. When did we lost the concept that all of us are walking on two feet and just trying to survive in this crazy world? Sometimes I question how polar the Earth is. We're divided into countries that speak different languages and protect our imaginary borders so that other people can't come in. I sound like an activist for a crazy radical movement but sometimes you just have to think of these things. Where would we be if we didn't?
I did the AIDS walk and fucked up my knee. That's all I can say on that subject because my conscience does not allow me to speak.
Give me something to do during this summer.
I really have nothing to say here but should I? I think I should have a long entry that no one will read. I think I should write a question so that I can hear what other people say. I should talk about the latest movies that I have seen or the latest books that I am reading. But honestly, none of this matters.
I want to write about what I'm thinking. I'm thinking about religions. I want to learn what they're all about. I want to see what people see in them. I have to learn about their power. They are powerful, they sometimes help, they sometimes don't. What makes someone die for something that can't be proven? I have no general conclusion but I think I'm in a good position to learn. I don't believe in anything so cognitive dissonance cannot destroy me. I love learning, I love controversies and I love having people believe in something that might actually matter in their life.
I've been playing guitar like a motherfucker. My fingers are now slightly squared and almost completely numbed. For this, I can honestly play 6 songs and am just now learning chords. LEt's see how long this little spree of optimism and dedication lasts. Maybe until I fail.
Ick. Ikes. Sleep.