Besides the torrent of people flooding into the family this weekend, I have been dutifully doing nothing! School is forgotten.... Still. I just have no motivation to finish the one class that I have left before my graduation... If you can even call it a graduation. I wont even be starting college till next year! So I might as well hold off until 2015. I don't mind. Who would mind a year long vacation? Ohhh, right. I should probably find a job....
The art of making friends has been swimming around in my head for the last couple of weeks. How does one make a friend? How does one keep a friend? Are friends that are friends meant to be friends? Are my current friendships the offsprings of chance and coincidence? Thankfully, I talked about it with my Dear Friends. We concluded that we were created for each other and since the day we were birthed we were destined for each other. I tend to put my full trust into that conclusion. Ha.
To be honest, nothing much has happened. I mean, I could update you on what has happened. But it isn't significant enough to type. Why should I bore my Dear Readers (whoever is left) with my life? I am sure you would rather glean from my wisdom. Very well, very well. Start gleaning.
Let's discuss love.
Ahaha, I was kidding love is so overrated.
Let's talk bout Twinkies.
It was so obvious that it was all a marketing scam! Announce to the public that Twinkies would stop being in production and cause chaos through out America. Everyone ran out to the nearest store and bought 10 pounds of this stuff. Once it was sold out and people ate most of the Twinkies, some hid them for a rainy day, some people monopolized their stash and made a fortune off of suckers on ebay, and others like me? We could have cared less. But then a year went by. Then another. And before we knew it we all craved the glorious abomination : The Twinkie. And it was a Christmas miracle when the Twinkie man said, "Fire up the Twinkie Machine!" (like they weren't ready to start making Twinkies again from the very beginning). BOOM! Twinkies were given back to the unwashed masses. An exodus to the stores ensued and they raked in a fortune over night. Now THAT'S how you make it big in America. It was a genius maneuver. One I shall never forget. Bravo Twinkie dude. Bra-vo.
What? Not satisfied? Okay okay. I get it. You want more.
Let's talk about animals and animals that call themselves humans.
I'm just kidding. Let's just talk about animals that call themselves humans.
You know who I am referring to. People that love animals. I watched a 20 minute documentary about farms and how they treat animals badly and beat them and blah blah blah. It was interesting to say the least. But I am not sure where I stand when it comes to animal cruelty. I definitely don't approve of it. But why do people treat animals badly? Obviously, because we are human, but what if that steak you are eating came from a cow that was beaten to death by a stick? Should you eat the meat? Yup. Just pray over your meals and you're good. The whole documentary was telling the viewers to go vegetarian so we can put the bad farmers out of business. Seriously? Crop farms abuse their vegetable and fruit plants too. Sooo, I really don't get it. When you think about it for 10 seconds the whole notion of going vegetarian because of that is really retarded. I eat meat because I like it. Don't really care about the animal. If it was beaten by a weird farmer then the farmer should worry about it. Not me. I likes me a good piece of meat. Am I a bad person? Yup.
Go out and eat a good piece of meat. For the both of us.
Am I politically incorrect to say such things?
Am I politically incorrect to say such things?
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