playing nice

speaking of incredible stupidity (as is referenced from other people's site who can't get the facts right and who are entirely unsympathetic to any plight but their own)... i wish people were nicer. i wish they wouldn't assume so damned much. i wish they didn't argue things back that i wasn't arguing in the first place. i wish they wouldn't put words into my mouth. i wish they would read more carefully. i wish they could just step back and fucking apologize if they misinterpreted something instead of pushing the damned thing to its death. i wish we could all just argue the same fucking points instead of bringing in new and irrelavent ones  nd being stupid about just so that you don't have to say that they were right. i wish they wouldn't be so fucking broad wit their damn definitions because then why bother defining anything at all. i wish people would also realize the intended definitions instead of just taking the techinical ones, as they sometimes differ. and goddamnit i wish people were just nicer.

'who gets the blame? you get the blame. and i get the blame' / 'so go ahead and talk shit; talk shit about me.' 'and maybe i am just a little fucked up. life's just a little fucked up' 'cause i don't, don't give a fuck, and i won't ever give a fuck until you, you give a fuck about me '

'but do you think we can fly?'

foolish folly

when someone tells you that they no longer love you. the question that comes to mind isn't necessarily 'when did you stop?' it's 'did you ever really love me at all?' as if you expected thier love to last forever. but wat is love anyway? i used to define it as 'the willingness to sacrifice yourself.' but this definition of mine. you would not expect someone to always sacrifice themself for you, and yet you would expect them to always love you. so is it that my definition is wrong? no, i think it's quite good actually. so it must be then that the expectation of a lasting love that is mistaken. so where does this misinformation come from? why, the media of course (as all the problems in life stem from the media...). but perhaps it's also a bit of self-dillusion. after all, who wouldn't want someone else to always want to sacrifice themselves for them? but of course, you wouldn't want to forever want to sacrifice yourself for someone else. you'd want your partner's love to be so full that you would never have to sacrifice, because they would be forever willing to compromise for you. but that is also where the question of 'when did you stop?' comes from. 'when, why, did you? how could you? it's me. it's for me.' and therein lies the problem. selfishness is incompatable wit love.

'dear, i fear we're facing a problem, you love me no longer' 'so i cry, and i beg for you to say that you love me... go on and fool me... pretend that you love me... just say that you need me' 'i can't care 'bout anything but you... i don't care if you really care as long as you don't go'

aw...

paris hilton amuses me. i find her hysterical. but it turns out that she's not just that crazy psycho (that's right. crazy and psycho) you see on 'the simple life' she's also quite the sweetheart. go read some excerpts of her love letters to nick carter and you'll see wat i'm saying. i think it's really cute. :) but anyway. go learn something: the difference beween a liger and a tigon (and other cats). and wat other weird combinatons of animals are called.

funny faces

i never totally loved angelina jolie. her lips are usually okay but sometimes they freak me out. speaking of looking freaky, wat's wit this crazy thing of teen pop music stars wanting to look like marilyn monroe? britney actually looks pretty good, but christina... anyway, since i'm a good person, imma leave you wit good pictures in your head, instead of scary ones. here's britney looking damned good and once more... and christina looking quite beautiful herself.

i <3 ebay

ah valentine's day... wat will you be getting your significant other? well, let's assume for a second that you're getting something for your girlfriend. let's turn to my good friend ebay and see wat they have. hm... maybe she likes the singer 50cent? how bout, then, if you get her a pair of his dirty socks? oh... she doesn't like rap huh? how about rock? ah, not that either huh? okay. well then how about some property on the mars? no? gosh your girlfriend is hard to shop for. well... i'd suggest this, but since she already has you she probably doesn't need to tell another guy wat to do... okayokay.. running out of ideas... oh, you say that maybe you need a little help in pleasing her in bed? then say 'hello pussy' wit this hello kitty vibrator. oh... too pink huh? want something a little more natural do you? then i've got just the thing for you. please meet the spud stud. :) happy early valentine's day y'all...

solely energy?

was thinking. the first law of thermodynamics states that energy cannot be created or distroyed. it can, however, change forms or be transfered from one place to another. so. we have energy. and when you die you have none. so where does that energy go? the second law states that during an energy transfer, some energy will dissipate in the form of heat. but that doesn't answer the question: when you die, where does your energy go?... is this wat the soul is: merely energy?... and while you're thinking about that, go learn some origami (damned incredible, some of this stuff...).

shifting pity

i hate petty arguments. i hate crying. i hate regret. i hate selfishness. i hate unsympathy. i hate insensitivty. i hate powerlessness. i hate unconcernedness. ...and in reference to earlier times, i also hate being ganged up on... and damnit to hell, but i absolutly hate not being able to take things back.

'go away, go away, go away from me, leave me a long' 'as i drift and die' / 'i don't kno why i believe' / 'ignorance spreads lies'

dr. strange

the world is a really weird place. santa is a coke head, elephants are using toilets, and tortoises are adopting hippopotami. and just to leave you even more confused... here's a picutre of a human looking fish, an oyster shell wit the face of christ on it, and oddest of all, a website of 'southern california's best kept secret' ...wait for it... wait for it...... la palma! ...huh. well, i told you it was weird...

in the eye of the beholder

ah michael jackson. once a black man, now a white woman. and as disturbing as it sounds, men becoming women seems to be a trend. check out brad pitt and his journey towards becoming a woman. maybe that's why him an jen are seperating? seriously tho... i really liked him and jennifer together. i really liked the both a lot. quite sad about their breakup actually... but anyway. if those pictures of brad freaked you out as they did me, take a look at christina aguilera, aka zombie spice. hm... didn't like that either? how bout pin-up bill gates? alright alright i hear you. no more pictures. how about then, a pertition to get ashlee simpson to stop singing? now that one, that one, is a winner.

boobies!

it seems that not even the talented are safe from the jordan effect. for instance, movie producers are practically throwing fake boobs at julia stiles. and keira knightly isn'ts safe either. but rather than actually confront her about her more modest size, they would rather just digitally enhance her assests. i wonder wat hollywood would say to me? oh, that's right, i forgot. asians don't really exist...

melt in your mouth?

...wat is the world coming to? no real intro to this update, can't think of one really. don't want to keep thinking about it really... anyway: eminem's used candom wapper for sale on ebay.