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Sunday, December 25, 2005
 
...certain things have been bothering me lately......

...why is it that on some of the blogs I've visited it's like some kind of special club, and even though you are able to post, no one seems to care. No one acknowledges you. I remember reading one guy's blog...he was very good, but after he actually posted about how once he sees mistakes in spelling or proper word etiquette, he won't read them anymore...

...I don't read him anymore.

...now I won't pretend my blog is something special, it's actually pretty boring. I have met some good people here. It's probably not proper word ettiquette to have those three dots (hey...I can call 'em that..it's my blog) before each paragraph, but that's what I do. My English teacher wouldn't approve, but I doubt he's reading this.

...with everything this country (and the rest of the world) has gone through, I just don't understand why there's still so much crap in the world.

...religions use God to hurt others, pushing their beliefs and rediculous bullshit about the way a person lives...in history there were the inquisitions, wiping out a significant number of the Native Americans (read about the Trail Of Tears and both incidences at Wounded Knee), burning people at the stake over witchcraft, slavery, gay bashing in the same sentences as "God loves everyone" and "love thy neighbor," and don't forget the one that says (we're told) that it's good to kill others, and get your kids to do it for you by strapping a bomb to their chest.

...hypocrisy should be considered a felony.

...I didn't care much for high school because of all the clics. I was never one of the popular ones, and I really didn't enjoy how certain ones made me feel bad about myself. Sometimes it seems like high school all over again.

...I enjoy reading different blogs. It makes the world around me a little bigger, and it's very interesting to read how others live, what they do in their lives. But I hate that feeling of being unwelcome. I hate the fact that some people use these diaries as a way to use others. I've been lucky that, as far as I can tell, no one like that has come here (no one at all lately), but then again, my friends are pretty cool.

...and if I mispelled anything, sorry...mi splck dont wok...