It Was Fear Of Myself That Made Me Odd
May 21, 2011
Today was another one of those Saturdays when I say I’m going to do something, but end up being a lazy fucking bum at home with nothing to do. It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just that I let time slip away, and by the time I’m ready to go out, it’s already too late. What a fucking drag time can be. Today was also supposed to be the day that we all died as people were saying. People will believe in anything; you, them, we, and me. Or maybe not me. And if you don’t believe me, then answer this: How many people in this world believe that there is some all, mighty, powerful being that created us and watches over us? Huh??????? But putting that all aside, I’ve come to realize that criticizing someones silly beliefs, like there being a god, is like criticizing your own silly beliefs. We believe what we want, and there shouldn’t be anyone to tell us any different. I’ll just like to end this with my belief, and that belief is in Science.
My life revolves around playing Magic: The Gathering, watching anime, skating, and who knows what else. My life and thoughts to be seen by other people.
