So I just read a whole bunch of old lj entries. They are pretty embarrassing. Actually, really embarrassing. Basically. If i could have seen myself in middle school. I would've been fucking annoyed haha.
But, what I've learned is even when you're in a really bad situation where you feel terrible everything happens for a reason. You have a past so that you can learn from your mistakes and not make them again. You take with you your memories as part of who you are. If some things hadn't happened to me, I would probably be a little different.
I want to make the best memories for myself. I want to get over the little problems and just live. You only live once, so make it a memory. It should be worth living.
It's so wierd how people change. Like let's say 3rd grade I'd be best friends with someone, and now I don't EVER talk to them. I'm not even talking about one specific person, just in general. How much people can change, in a period of time. Or how your trust in someone can change. If I told this person all my secrets, and they walked up to me today, I wouldn't have the same relationship with them.
This was pretty much a pointless entry... I just think it's odd.
Ok. For all those computer lovers. MYSPACE DOES NOT = LIFE.
Yeah I'll admitt it's something to entertain me by and can become semi-addicting to look at. But HOW MANY BULLETINS DO YOU NEED TO POST TELLING ME THE SAME THING OVER AND OVER. That I most likely don't care about. This doesn't refer to everyone, just all those stupid myspace whores out there. If you tell me over and over to comment on your pictures, I purposely won't. And posting bulletins over and over doesn't make someone suddenly decide to do it because you posted it a second time rather than just the first time. (if that made sense?) Oh, and also if you comment on MINE to tell me to comment on YOURS i most certainly will not. Yes, it's happened, believe it or not.
You know how some people judge you by how many comments you have, or how many friends you have etc? Well personally, I think if you have 128943495 comments, it doesn't make you the least bit cool, but just tells me you have no life other than a dumb website. Seriously people, get some brain. (and not to mention some form of life in the 3 dimensional world.)
Posting pictures of yourself with your pants down or your shirt off tells me you're an idiot. 1. Because you're SO incredibly desperate for attention you need to expose your body for others to notice you. 2. Because you took time out of your life to take a picture of yourself with your shirt/pants off.
But, there is nothing wrong with posting comments to be friendly or if you're friends or blah blah etc. It's only annoying if you do it for the wrong reasons, which I mentioned above. It's also ok in my book to post a bulletin. A bulletin telling me you have new pictures. Sure, I'll look at them if you're not being completely obnoxious about it ( I might not comment on them, but still. ) And of course we all have our moments with survey bulletins when we're bored. (Again, fine, just as long as you don't post a million every hour.)
Oh and speaking of bulletins. Do you honestly think posting words on a website is going to make your crush fall in love with you, have good/bad luck next weekend, or make someone die? NO NO NO, AND NO. The only thing they do is annoy people. Well atleast me.
Basically my point of this bulletin is. MYSPACE DOES NOT EQUAL TO LIFE. It's merely a piece of entertainment or way of communicating. And my other point is explaining what annoys me. So I bet no one read this, but oh well. It gave me something to do.
Belief makes things real Makes things feel, feel alright Belief makes things true things like you, you and I
(chorus) Tonight you rest in my mind When you came to my defense With a knife in the shape of your mouth In the form of your body With the wrath of a God Oh you stood by me
Belief builds from scratch Doesn't have to relax It doesn't need space Long live the Queen And I'll be the King In the colour of grace
(chorus) Oh tonight you rest in my mind When you came to my defense With a knife in the shape of your mouth In the form of your body With the wrath of a God Oh you stood by me, Belief
I'm gonna yell it from the roof tops I'll wear a sign on my chest That's the least I can do, its the least I can do
(Chorus)
And I'll stand by mine, belief oh I'll stand by mine, belief
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