My 200th Post

It is currently raining, and I feel inclined to go outside and exercise, but it's freezing. I'm thinking that it's bizarre to feel more inclined to step outside my house on a rainy day rather than a perky sunny one. Just like how the TV is more captivating without sound than with it.



It's hard to say something that people may want to actually read. I have no idea what people really want to read, seeing that I really don't like reading. It really is boring. Following line after line of a blankly colored page. I guess you could say I'm more visual. But would I be more visual in a world lacking as much technology we have accumulated. I mean what would you rather do, listen to your Ipod or read Red Badge of Courage?

The Real Bitch

I HATE HOW BADLY CHRISTIANITY HAS TOYED WITH OUR BRAINS!

I swear every time I look up at the ceiling I freak because I feel like people will think I'm praying to LORD JESUS! or "God" when really I'm just relaxing. Also, whenever I say "God only knows" I constantly have to correct myself because people take it So seriously; they think I'm fucking Christian and "Godsy" when I am completely NOT. It truly is the real Bitch.

Translate Much?

It's hard to know what anyone is talking about. And I don't mean when people whisper or mouth something to you and you don't understand them even after the, like, 23rd time. What I'm talking about is, that it's so hard in understanding why people do what they do. Why do they not talk to you as much anymore? Is it because I said "jew" instead of "Hebrew" or a "jewish person," or is it because my ass is fatter than them? (if that's the case then they must be anorexic). Or how bout when someone changes their plans. For a split second the thought that they don't like me, races through my head but then collapses. But then I try and try to understand why they would. By the end of my thought process, I usually ponder them spending time with their boyfriend, being sick, or having it be that-time-of-the-month (REBA TIME!).