Just kidding.
Do you know why I only post about depressing stuff? Because that’s all I see. Rather, it’s the only way I react to what I see. So I think the world is going downhill because there is reason for me to believe that it’s true.
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Though on a happier note, I’m going through lifestyle change. Sleep at ten, wake at six. Poop in the morning, eat three square meals a day; same time every day.
All because I want to dream lucidly.
I’ve noticed that I can only motivate myself. I won’t do things unless I want to.
Speaking of which, I’ve started trying in school this year. A bit late, right. But whatever. At least I’m trying.
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life
Life is great! Yeah! Whoopee!
I can’t wait to get back into the world and just meet new people!! There are so many people that I just love talking to, it makes me so happy!
Sometimes I wish I didn’t know some people just so I could meet them again and get to know them better again!
Life is so fun! I’m doing really well in school and I have a 4.0 and I love all of my classes and everybody in my classes!
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
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I realize that I’ve already posted once today but I don’t care.
I would like to announce that the entirety of what I want to say can be realized when one reads the titles of my previous posts in reverse chronological order.
Have a nice day.
really
Why do we feel the need to exaggerate so much?
“Dude, I swear, he must have said that like, a hundred times.”
While this may actually be plausible, there are times when exaggeration is completely unnecessary and annoying at the very least.
So here, I ask again: why do we feel the need to exaggerate so much?
It’s because of the shock factor. It makes sense. Think about it.
The more shock you give someone (without sounding totally ridiculous), the more attention you will get from them. And once you get that attention, you feel that warm, fuzzy feeling inside of being listened to and having a voice in someone’s day.
And then you turn around and the person you just talked to tells your story, only he exaggerates it more.
Next thing you know, your story is now completely false. What turned from you saving your neighbor’s cat from a tree turns to you fighting hyenas in the African Bush on your way to rescue some dame that nobody’s ever heard of.
And then rumors start. “he lost his leg. The one he has is prosthetic.”
And then you disappear for more shock factor. “My dad…”
Hm.
Maybe I’m just exaggerating for shock factor.
Who knows?
hate
I have posted so much on the topic of hate. And I continue to post about it because it continues to bother me.
Why do we put so much emphasis on hate? Every time I go on Facebook, there’s someone posting a status or writing a comment on how much he or she hates something.
This is going to be paradoxical, but.
I hate it when people use the word “hate” so loosely.
I hate Justin Beieber. I hate 4chan. I hate liars. I hate you. I hate me. I hate the world. I hate school. I hate life. I hate church. I hate bugs. I hate spiders. I hate cows. I hate [body part].
When will it end? It doesn’t. People voice their hates more than they voice their likes. It’s a given. And it’s immensely annoying.
That and all the put-downs. “You’re stupid!” “You’re stupider!” “You’re stupiderest!” “You’re a creeper!” “You’re annoying!”
But you know what annoys me more than the put-downs? When people lie.
“No, you’re not annoying…” “Yeah, I definitely enjoy your company.” “No, I can’t hang out, sorry. I have this thing at this time at this place.”
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