So, I haven't posted for a while, to my dismay. It seems that between school, friends, and computer games that I have no time to type up a good story. Oh well, you'll all have to live.
One of the major reasons I enjoy this blog is because only a few people know it's me typing, and I can be as cynical as my heart desires.
I've already touched on the problem of teachers handing out homework. SO, escaping from the purpetual arguments and problems that are school related, I'll instead touch on social problems I've noticed.
High school girls are INSANE!! I'm surprised that Paul Wuthrich dares shower for fear of who's watching. Girls are not only insane, but extremely resourceful. It scares me.
Secondly, some people try too hard, to the point of exhaustion and illness. For you people, remember in the eternal scheme of things, what does it matter? Your life is more important than your work. Why live as though you're going to die eventually some day, and then die as though you've never lived?
Our world abuses the youth. We're so caught up on progression and making things better for our kids that we end up making their lives worse. Live to learn, live to be happy, live to serve, and live to help others, but don't live to do what others want you to do, tell you to do, or think you should do. Live to be you.
These life truths are what I came up with over the last few days. If I think of more, I'll post them.
Monday, January 26, 2009
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Hahaha! The mere mention of Paul Wuthrich makes me crack up, that is, about a certain someone's creepy obsession.
Umm... Thank you for that wonderful moral lesson. My heart feels uplifted.
And, personally, I wouldn't mind seeing Paul Wuthrich shower. I'm just saying... Okay, maybe that wasn't appropriate, but need I say more?
Oh, and Speck, I resent that statement. I'm sure that person (whoever they may be) is just desperate for his attention, because maybe they know he'll never notice them, because whenever they see him, they blush and get all shy.
The end. I'm done ranting. And Speck, it's not creepy.
Indeed it is Watermelon (haha). Indeed it is creepy. Future reputation as a stalker is in store for you.
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