bullshit my bullshit please!
04.29.06 (11:09 pm) [edit]
You can learn far more by shutting up and taking minute to see just what is being said. I’ve learnt that I know nothing, or at least very little. I’ve learn that no matter how much I learn about something there will always be someone somewhere talking about something I have yet to learn. I’ve learnt that just because someone is speaking it doesn’t mean that they know what it is they’re talking about, and that they’re gonna get away with their ignorance as long as no one else present actually knows more... so ignorance breeds ignorance, or at least allows it to persist. I’ve learnt that no one really cares about what you think... nor what you have to say unless they can get anything out of it, more likely they will settle for entertainment rather than gaining actual knowledge, anything to pass the time. So you can bullshit anything you want as long as there is no better bullshitter in your presence and as long as your listeners are dumber than you are. I’ve also learnt that those people are easier to find than you think. I’m also well aware that I am one of them. I am also aware that THIS probably doesn’t consist of much to those who seek entertainment, so I don’t expect it ever to be read. HAHA... so I waste time typing. I know I’m not much of a writer. My vocabulary is rather tiny, my sentence structure sucks and I have no real knowledge of how to write anything comprehensive. I start writing without a plan and continue to ramble on until I get bored, then I abandon whatever I’m writing and go do something else, usually playing solitaire, or maybe painting! I like to paint. Well I like play with paint..hehe... Anyways... things you can learn form listening aren’t only facts, you can learn new ways to think, you learn people, you learn their way of seeing the world , their way of being and often you can get a good idea of the speakers integrity, so if you wanna know someone just let them talk while you sip a cup of tea... or coffee... I am one of those caffeine addicts... and insomniacs... and teenage whynos ( teenage whyno : those abnoxious teens with nothing better to do than write blogs listen to sad angry music, be depressed and whiny all in the hopes of getting attention while plotting their demise on the side) yeah baby I’m great... and overweight! Lol I’ll get over it... us whynos either succeed in our depressions or grow out of it... I figure I’ll grow out of it... eventually. Anyway, (this one doesn’t seem bad)...the way people just accept what they are told sometimes worries me not because they don’t ask questions they just give up too easily, lol after being told to question authority they settle for the dumbest most irrelevant responses while feeling wonderfully reassured because they stood up for yadda yadda and insisted on knowing blah blah blah.. But in the end after one or two "why mommy"s and being answered "because I said so" I really don’t understand how that can satisfy people... lol you dupes! C’mon think a little. You follow authority because you are told to and they you question it because you are told to and then you feel safe again because you are told so... ? Didn’t any one ever teach you independence?... FREEDOM OF THOUGHT!... sure baby it’s scary to think when you don’t know what’s expected of you. WAKE UP! The only expectation you have to fulfill are your own... the only respect you need is your own... well sure we also have to comply to what society wants...we are after all slaves to our social surroundings... SOCIAL RESPONSIBILITY is after all a key factor in any society. But you first have to create a society in which people are driven to want everyone to be equal and equally happy. This cannot happen with the capitalist ideas currently ruling over our lives... We need to rebuild a school of morality that teaches equality, and that inspires the next generations to overcome all their biassed notions... what the fuck am I gibbering about I don’t care about any of this shit... I know we should all be equal and yadda yadda but come on this isn’t my fight. I don’t actually CARE enough, I do with what I have, im not on either extremity nor am I feeling any of the consequences at least not really any negative ones... I was brought up with mral responsibility for all my actions and with a will to please all , after all my parents are Swiss... lol relevance none, comical effect very little, still im leaving that comment there. I live in canada, middle class... go to college... bwah... I’m well off... and I guess out of social responsibility I should take a stance and help work towards what I believe would be a better world but I don’t really care enough to do so.. Sorry world... this girl just doesn’t care.. I know I should I really should.. But I don’t even really know all that much about the issue.. THIS IS A BULLSHIT RANT ... I know nothing... truly I am ignorante,,, I am ignorance I breed ignorance by being ignorant I should shut up and listen or get the facts form somewhere else... but im too busy being a teenage WHYNO... yeah baby life is great don’t you agree?
Deep thoughts from a shallow pond.
04.29.06 (9:01 pm) [edit]
"Everything happens for a reason. The world is the way it is for a reason.Who am I to change the world?. Reason"
On a scale of 1 to 10 how random is this shit?
04.28.06 (12:14 am) [edit]
POLKA DOT YOU'RE A GOOD MUCHKIN NOW KEEP SLURPIN' YOUR JELLO
nothing as of yet!
04.26.06 (12:18 am) [edit]
This is only the begining of something I think I'll really like, tell me what you think so far...
moments of affection, these things that I need, seem to fade away once I hit reality.
Cry baby cry, it will only last a while, Cry baby cry this is your life.
Try so hard, to get someone to care, scream and scream to make sure no one is there.
Get out of bed, lift that pretty little head,
full of lies full of deceit, looks so charming seems so sweet.
Moments of affection these things that I lack seem to fade away when you turn your back
Tomorrow
04.22.06 (9:27 pm) [edit]
If tomorrow never came would the world stay the same, would you be at my side if tomorrow never came, you’d never have to know that I died tonight, maybe tomorrow should stay far away then today you can stay with me and I can stay alive, but you wouldn’t know and you know I’ll never show that you’re the one I chose to save me and you will let me fall when you leave my side tonight so if tomorrow never came you wouldn’t know, I’d never have let it show that I was weak and I thought you were stronger, tomorrow the world will know I was wrong but it’ll be too late because I will be gone. Will you miss me when tomorrow comes? Will you miss me when I’m gone, I can’t stay it wouldn’t be the same. You can’t miss me if I’m by your side, Please stay a little longer today can last a little longer maybe I’ll feel a little stronger and then hold on a little longer maybe tomorrow can come with me still here, or you can leave, and leave me here to give in to all my fear, next life I’ll find someone stronger who can hold me a little longer maybe then I’ll see what tomorrow looks like, or I can just die, It’s all the same tonight. Will you miss me when tomorrow comes? Will you miss me when I’m gone? It’s all the same tonight,
I could have loved you Good luck, good life,
I’ll see you in my dreams tonight
words?
04.14.06 (11:42 pm) [edit]
Thoughts chasing turning twisting, wanting to stop be left alone, cry die sometimes, cant believe this is all there has to be something somewhere, truth? Relative, lies relative, reality subjective, no right no wrong, life death do it again, love care be cared for feel wish dream hope, forget hurt hate pain misery becomes me, so happy beautiful smile, down to earth rain falling down off a cliff, into a hole, whole world small lives, trivial crucial, forgotten trying to forget numb so numb want to be numb why cant I be numb let me feel please want to feel something real, reality subjective. Doesnt matter nothing matters none of it matters, in the end, there is no end. Teasing pain gnawing shredding, paper thin joys put together with glue, what's the point , Happy? Ok im there now what? Not happy for real not real reality subjective, something always wrong, try cry die sometimes hurt hurt soft so soft on the floor hit against the ceiling jump for joy paper thin lies die, Wasted words following each other around wasted lies woven from shattered dream never let loose from the dwelling of your mind. Chains worn with the pride of freedom?... hatred perpetuated by the joy anger gives of saving you from being numb. IT MEANS NOTHING AND NOTHING IS MEANT BY IT.... WASTED THINGS THAT DON'T EXIST