due to recent insurmountable drawbacks ad stuff:
have failed to honor most with my wisdom. Didn't u just miss the Hell out of me?
due to a recent chat interesting albeit quite short:
have decided to blog again, perhaps about the chat, perhaps about me and the rest of the world and the things in it.
So right now, I don't know how many people have my blog. It was sposed to stay rather personal and private. My deepest darkest fears can be used against me u see. My enemies are close.
Anyway, whatever really. I miss you the one who's working, this "work" thing it changes you, moulds you, and you want so badly to feel like you haven't lost much "I'm still me!"
"You wish!"
Just a little more bitter and a little more cynical.
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I'd become more competitive. Sharper, more crystal less turbid.
Snappy, yes i'd be snappy. And Very Rude.
Forecasting is't such a bad thing, its best to set pedestrian standards so you don't get too disappointed with yourself later on. So the woes of your tormentor finally become your woes of which you'd pass on to someone else, it's a legacy isn't it? A nice delicious vicious cycle.
How perfection perpetrates one's woeful life. Woe begets woe. Sort of like an expectation.
So this guy So-crates was an interesting man. But I don't know many English words. And one of his was antiquity(wha?). One of his methods used for teaching was dialectics, the method of seeking knowledge by question and answer. Which seems simple enough. I really can't figure why people answer questions with questions?
(How are you, feelin alright there?)
(What do You think? * sneer*)
sheesh.
Who do you think you are?
How dare you? Who do the bloody Hell do u think u are?
2 questions to 1 question which should've been an answer.
Haven't we learnt anything at all?
How are you?
Good, fine thanks. Fantastic.
Who do you think you are?
Micheal Jackson. *ow*
( Micheal Jackson by definition in Michelle's dictionary is a funny fucked up name, he's lucky he had the King of Pop title to redeem himself on some sort of level. Then again ....King of POP, i really can't start on this.)
Well we should be getting somewhere soon. For every question that gets answered with a question, there's someone giving 2 answers to 1 question. So there IS balance in this funny fucked up world.
I also learnt another interesting word=reprieve. I really like the sound of words i don't understand. Like 'laxative' sounded really cool, 11 years ago. I remember calling someone that, and I didn't get into much trouble..which was really cool as well.
For people who have chatted with me these past few lovely weeks, you have impressed me with yourselves. I have too much to learn from you, and I'm afraid you won't have time to learn about me. Thats why blogs come in handy.
Shari Cooper being one of my nicks, well Shari only anway, is this character in one of C. Pike's novels I think it was Remember Me. She was a normal teenage girl thrown off her balcony by her brother's psycho beau, Amanda. She comes back as a restless spirit (able to walk thru walls and all the cools tuff ghosts do) and finally to save her brother's life by crawling into her brother's vein and popping the bubble the psycho beau tries injecting into his vein. That girl, Amanda was a right bitch. It's weird how I've forgotten how she died...I usually pay attention to these things. I think Shari made her shoot herself. I hope. Anyway I just liked her name, it wasn't so much the battle btw evil and good. Shari.
Important classes this week, and it fulfills me to know I'll be learning something soon after being brain dead for 2 weeks. 2 frickin weeks.
Definitely not a TB fan, although those ring-shaped shadows and cheesy necrosis words have a certain catch to it.
altogether now...'cheeeeeeeeeeesy'
Mmmmmm.
