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i want to have a son and i want to name his oswald, so i can call him ozzy.
i really want to keep my mohawk through thanksgiving, but i don't think my family will let me. and that is disappointing to me.
i was thinking about religion last night becaue me and champ were discussing it. i always thought that i believed in god, but the more i think about it, the more outlandish it seems. the fact that there is some being that people follow blindly is difficult for someone like myself to believe in. but because of how i was raised, going to church every weekend and whatnot, i am having conflicts. i learned in furber's class that it has some sort of fancy meaning, but i don't remember what it was. i know how we look down upon the romans and egyptians for having multiple gods, but people will ridicule and talk shit about how they persecute those who are against their god, even though their god stands for love. how the spanish killed those who didn't believe.
i sit outside of van hoesen every day before sheets' class and i feel the stares of degradation. i think its true that people look down upon you when you have extreme qualities. i get the sarcastic "nice hair" from almost everybody i see. i get the harsh stares from smoking cigarettes. i get the worst when people i don't know see me sitting in front of van hoesen, smoking a cigarette with my punk rock haircut. i bet people think that i am trying to be some rebel, to rock the boat. that's not it at all. i want to be different from the robots and barbies and clones that i see every fucking day. only steph listens to hardcore/metal. nobody has heard of bad religion or deftones. if it isn't yellowcard or dmb, then most people don't care.
that breaks my fucking heart.
i really want to keep my mohawk through thanksgiving, but i don't think my family will let me. and that is disappointing to me.
i was thinking about religion last night becaue me and champ were discussing it. i always thought that i believed in god, but the more i think about it, the more outlandish it seems. the fact that there is some being that people follow blindly is difficult for someone like myself to believe in. but because of how i was raised, going to church every weekend and whatnot, i am having conflicts. i learned in furber's class that it has some sort of fancy meaning, but i don't remember what it was. i know how we look down upon the romans and egyptians for having multiple gods, but people will ridicule and talk shit about how they persecute those who are against their god, even though their god stands for love. how the spanish killed those who didn't believe.
i sit outside of van hoesen every day before sheets' class and i feel the stares of degradation. i think its true that people look down upon you when you have extreme qualities. i get the sarcastic "nice hair" from almost everybody i see. i get the harsh stares from smoking cigarettes. i get the worst when people i don't know see me sitting in front of van hoesen, smoking a cigarette with my punk rock haircut. i bet people think that i am trying to be some rebel, to rock the boat. that's not it at all. i want to be different from the robots and barbies and clones that i see every fucking day. only steph listens to hardcore/metal. nobody has heard of bad religion or deftones. if it isn't yellowcard or dmb, then most people don't care.
that breaks my fucking heart.