From Israel
Alright, time to adress my latest thought about when I come home. It's a ways away but this has become very apparent and I'd rather people finding out by walking up to me and screaming at them until they leave my view. If you fit any of the following then I probably don't want to see you:
Gossip Whores : Yeah, I had to deal with a lot of shit because of these social vermin. I can't tell you how much I had to deal with because of this. Within the first week of being in Israel I got to find out how long I was staying. People at home told me that it was somewhere between 10 days and I live there now. Telling people I hate grand haven and what horrible things I did before I left.
Itelectuals: These people have been really pissing me off as of lately. People who live in books, what they read in the news, and feel that you should be discusing something very deep and intelligent. The kind of people that want to be challenged mentally but who think I'm mentally challenged for enjoying silences around people I like. I've never felt so dead than when I've been around those pretentious assholes who feel that life is meaningless unless you talk about it rather than living it.
Most Christians: No use explaining, especially being a Christian, let's just say that they've been preaching a lot of God to me lately but they fail to follow through.
Punks: I can't even think of one punk right now that I actually want to see. This inludes you emo fucks, a bunch of horny, scared shitless bastards who's only reason for being depressed is that you were born with a silver spoon shoved up your ass. Beyond punks being two faced, and having no backbone when it comes to actual confrontation (or when it comes to defending a friend), they're mostly like the gossip whores I've mentioned above.
People who only talk to me because I've left for Israel: There's been quite a rash of them lately, they find out I'm gone and suddenly they have all this respect for me and memories about us in the past. They act like their my friends when I haven't even seen them in about a year. I don't have to cut them out yet, but it's going to be a chore when I get home.
That's it for now, and I'm feeling like a delightfully honest mood. Leave me a comment, and I can tell you whether or not you are of the before mentioned, or if your REALLY lucky, you might have a special reason for me to remember not to talk to you.
Love luck and Lollipops,
Thom
Gossip Whores : Yeah, I had to deal with a lot of shit because of these social vermin. I can't tell you how much I had to deal with because of this. Within the first week of being in Israel I got to find out how long I was staying. People at home told me that it was somewhere between 10 days and I live there now. Telling people I hate grand haven and what horrible things I did before I left.
Itelectuals: These people have been really pissing me off as of lately. People who live in books, what they read in the news, and feel that you should be discusing something very deep and intelligent. The kind of people that want to be challenged mentally but who think I'm mentally challenged for enjoying silences around people I like. I've never felt so dead than when I've been around those pretentious assholes who feel that life is meaningless unless you talk about it rather than living it.
Most Christians: No use explaining, especially being a Christian, let's just say that they've been preaching a lot of God to me lately but they fail to follow through.
Punks: I can't even think of one punk right now that I actually want to see. This inludes you emo fucks, a bunch of horny, scared shitless bastards who's only reason for being depressed is that you were born with a silver spoon shoved up your ass. Beyond punks being two faced, and having no backbone when it comes to actual confrontation (or when it comes to defending a friend), they're mostly like the gossip whores I've mentioned above.
People who only talk to me because I've left for Israel: There's been quite a rash of them lately, they find out I'm gone and suddenly they have all this respect for me and memories about us in the past. They act like their my friends when I haven't even seen them in about a year. I don't have to cut them out yet, but it's going to be a chore when I get home.
That's it for now, and I'm feeling like a delightfully honest mood. Leave me a comment, and I can tell you whether or not you are of the before mentioned, or if your REALLY lucky, you might have a special reason for me to remember not to talk to you.
Love luck and Lollipops,
Thom