Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Today’s post is going to be fairly short, mainly because I have my lesbian lover(sarcasm)/ bestfriend with me. We have been best friends since the seventh grade she is forshiggity, the awesomest person I know. Other than Billy, cause he’s pretty shnazzy too. Yes I know I’m not using real words, I’m making my own and it’s only for fun.
So I will give you a question and you can leave comments as you see fit to answer it.
Why are girls so attracted to “bad boys”? and with that I bid you goodbye

Sunday, July 26, 2009

bad ideas

Today’s random thought came from spending two nights in a row with; let’s face it less than sane people. We stayed up the whole night playing zombie games and drinking energy drinks. Now this random thought came to my head this morning, what causes my nightmares?

I was thinking about dreams and well, I had the best idea drink venom before I go to bed. Worst idea ever, it gives you nightmares or so I believe. It may have been a combination of the zombie slaying and the hordes of food I had been stuffing into my mouth and screamo music wailing in my ear. Granted it had been a good 20 hours since I had, had any sort of sleep; but that’s completely irrelevant.

Here are some criteria for crazy weird dreams, a: people you know mysteriously have red hair, and there is a chick whit black and purple hair who loathes you; or b: you’re running around and find weird people you’ve never met before. O wait that’s reality isn’t it? I guess there isn’t much difference now-a-days . People can technically fly, and some can lick their flipping elbows. The world is just weird.

What is Sin?

Today’s random thought was randomly thought. I came up with the idea talking to one of my buddies. What is the ultimate sin? Is it a combination of many things all sewn together in a never-ending web of treachery; or is it possible that our sins are all just imaginations of the mind? If so what is the levels of sin?
In my own personal opinion (not saying it’s correct, just mine) sin is defined by the malicious intent behind it, and the severity of the person effected. I believe that the “sin” is made up to discourage such actions from taking place, though someone may not have thought this through completely. For now we have the rebellious people who do it just in the hopes that “hell” might exist. It’s a misconception to believe that because saying something is a sin, makes it one. Depending on a set of beliefs it could be completely reversed. For some religions it could be a blessing, or a curse.
So who does it rest upon to call something a sin? Is it “god” a supreme being who has let his own creation fall to the depths of despair and forward? Or possibly the priests who have been touched by god, or other beings? I think it rests in the eye of the beholder, what significance they force into it, what meaning it has for them.
Now what level systems could be a possibility? Well that is not an easy question; even through religious texts it is not clearly specified. Yes they say you may burn an eternity in hell, or may suffer as in Greek myths. The level systems there may be none, the repentance maybe.
Imagination? Well isn’t that just for you to decide. You can believe what you would like, hell could be a child’s playground for some and a nightmare for others, and it’s all in our head as an aspect of the grand scheme. To make humanity “faultless” and “vice less". Impossible.
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Friday, July 24, 2009

The Introduction

From the beginning of the beginning I'm sure there was always the odd one out. From the time of the dinosaurs, to the “freaks” in society there will always be a place for dweebs and weirdos in the community. That’s where I come in, the odd-ball, the cheese loving teen that just can’t get enough. Now some may think that there is not enough space enough room to grow into an individual, well I hate to tell you that you’re completely wrong. Cause without us odd people the world would be very boring.

The aspects of me that must be noted, I change topic mid-sentence depending on my mood. I speak my mind, whether it’s good for me or not (mostly it being not). My mother can attest to that, same can be said about anyone who has ever met me. Some of my thoughts are fairly disturbing, so if I randomly start talking about waffles or how long I can stand on my pinky finger (which I might add, is not very long and is excruciatingly painful). I am a poet, though mediocre I may be.

I have very weird opinions about, life, love, and happiness most of them being mixtures of every flippin thing know to man. i am also warning you, that I can burst out into a rant very quickly. Just as my mother is fluent in sarcasm, I have been known to supply a few sarcastic comments.

This was just and introduction, and to you I say hello, my name is stephie and I am the most awesomest turtle of them all!