Sunday, December 2, 2007

THE CLASSIC CRIME

i better not make this a daily ritual haha. im so glad that no one really knows about blogspot or that it isnt that popular to the point where adults that should not even have facebooks be there to judge or to impose their discontentment. who really cares. stfu does mean shut the fuck up and maybe it is. i know its not good to swear but all these curse words are really words that ppl think are bad. its what ppl think right. i mean sometimes i feel like shit and i do feel like shit. i can replace shit with something else but in the end i still feel the same. i cant picture why as for today it was all right for someone to be up there condoning our actions when its really how we feel. we cant feel the same at church because of ppl like them. if we had our rights, we might as well tell them to stfu as well. why must my church continue to believe that by posting so many limitations that in the end it will make the new generation move to the right direction. if one were to be so enforcing, wouldn't we just want to rebel even more. and as for all these abbreviations, we arent ignorant, we arent dumb. we know that they mean what they mean. yes wtf is what the fuck. i know and its a good point that because society uses it so much, so have we but who are ppl to judge when because society thinks facebooks are in, they get them too. so jumping on the bandwagon should not lead to hypocrisy.

you go to church so that you can communicate with ppl that truly understand you but how can you open up when the first things they realize are your flaws, to judge you for what you done instead of acknowledge the facts and go past that. i can name so many flaws in the youth fellowship but what will my voice count. if they think that their sytem is improving, who am i to disagree and tell them that it sucks, that its so generic. if i do tell them, wouldnt i just be doing the same as the ppl who were there to judge me. im so glad i deactivated my facebook so i dont have to worry about some anal prudes who think they are better than us reading, watching my every move. no one likes to be stalked. everyone just wants some room. my mom asked me the other day why i dont hang out with the same ppl. why i dont talk about them anymore. she wonders where their gone. and when i tell her that ppl change, she thinks the problem is me. i would like to disagree but i do admit that i have changed, not for the better but for the fact that sometimes you need to speak your mind. sometimes when things dont please you, dont let it phase. so you know what, i told her that im okay with having less friends. its all the better. with less friends, i dont have to worry about the amount of time i spend with each one, that im being unfair or that more ppl will talk about me. the good thing about being alone is that you arent noticed so there will be no need to talk about you. its said that you arent anybody until youre talked about but does that mean being talked about is positive.

music:life. this morning as i had to wake up for my almost seemingly ritual of going to church at the crack of dawn, i turn on the tv while eating breakfast and its the vh1 top 20 countdown and i know how old the song is but how far we've come by matchbox 20's lyrics really seemed to hit me in a way never before. honestly, everyone usually likes a song because of the melody or the tune but the words were so understanding. like it was what i felt in some way.

I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world,
but its feeling just like every other morning before,
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,

The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour and I
and started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye
can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

chorus:
But I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come
Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end
oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,
let's see how far we've come
let's see how far we've come

I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know
then I can't remember caring for an hour or so
started crying and I couldn't stop myself
I started running but there's no where to run to
I sat down on the street, took a look at myself
said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell
say all goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to

I believe the world is burning to the ground
oh well I guess we're gonna find out
let's see how far we've come (right now)
let's see how far we've come

Its gone gone baby its all gone
there is no one on the corner and there's no one at home
well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
now it's over for me and it's over for you
well its gone gone baby its all gone
there's no one on the corner and there's no one at home
well it was cool cool, it was just all cool
now it's over for me and it's over for you


it doesnt hurt that the music video is creative as well.
CAN I JUST NOT GO TO CHURCH . i hate it there

1 comment:

S.Lee said...

your font is hard to read
but i can feel the tone

i think are you obssed with this blog =)
and its wonerfudl

wow bad spelling