When you go into a neighborhood to preach the Gospel, never attempt to tear down a man’s house, so to speak, before you build him a better one; never, in fact, attack any one’s religion, wherever you go. Be willing to let every man enjoy his own religion. It is his right to do that. If he does not accept your testimony with regard to the Gospel of Christ, that is his affair, and not yours. Do not spend your time in pulling down other sects and parties. We haven’t time to do that. It is never right to do that.
I wish more people were like that.
There's probably some unwritten rule that says I can't make two entries within 1/2 hour of each other, but I'm doing it anyway.
Nothing against him, but he's starting to gather a larger base of starry-eyed worshipers than Dani.
So I found this cool program on my computer called "The Internet" or something like that. Basically it lets you access these things called "Websites" which are pages with any information you want. I was looking around and concluded that other people on this internet (Seriously, there are other people!) say "Fail" a lot. I think I'll try saying that at school to be funny and original.
PS: :) ^_^ :) :) :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:
UNSPECIFIED WINTER HOLIDAY BREAK IS HERE HOORAY!!!!!
Ok then. Today in biology we had a free day and I ended up playing 21 with a bunch of other people. I was a bad Mormon and gambled away a bunch of junk I had (A Reese's peanutbutter cup wrapper, a fake peso from Spanish class, and a locker combination that doesn't work). In fifth period, we finished watching "It's a Wonderful Life" which seemed to me to be a lot of buildup for nothing. At the end of the day we had an assembly where the teachers did a bunch of crazy stuff and my Geography teacher told a bunch of jokes then I went home and started typing this.
It was all very exciting.
I had a bloody nose this morning that made me late for school, I've been dead tired all day, and I got another bloody nose in band class that caused me to miss the warm up and play not-as-good.
I blame my nose. :glasses:
The son of the dark shall rise up and defeat the master. Rivers shall run with blood and the great throne will overthrown by beasts while cities burn. The lord of the Americas shall claim what is rightfully his.
I guess all the Nostradamus stuff on the History Channel has inspired me to write this. Someone dig this up in 500 years and tell me what it means.
I half overheard half eavesdropped on the following conversation.
Girl: She's getting so much
Girl: Two Wal-Mart bags full. For free.
Boy: Of what
Girl: You know what
Boy: Is it cocaine?
Boy: That's gotta be like two pounds, you could sell that for like two thousand dollars.
I'm surprised at how many people are doing drugs at my school. Just yesterday I overheard (by someone who didn't care how many people heard him) this:
Boy 1: lol you look stoned
Boy 2: No way, the last time I did drugs was three Fridays ago.
Boy 1: Uhhh...
Boy 2: I fell off a fence, lol.
I doubt anyone remembers me mentioning it, but I sit with a very interesting group at lunch. I would prefer to be somewhere else when I'm with them, but that's beside the point. My point is, they like to pick on the same kid every day because they think he's gay. Obviously this is a problem. One day, about three of them were trying (Emphasis on trying) to make up a song about the "Gay" person to the tune of "I Want It That Way." Maybe I could have given them points for being clever, but the only thing they could seem to rhyme was "Gay" and "Ebay" (believe me, you can't make stuff like this up.) And then there was the shouting. You see the "Gay" person (let's call him Fred) used to be best friends with this other guy (We'll call him Bob). Something obviously happened between Bob and Fred over the summer. I can tell this because of the shouting match that took place between them a few weeks ago.
Bob: I PROTECTED YOU FOR TWO YEARS!!
Fred: PROTECTED ME FROM WHAT?!?!?
Then there was an awkward very melodramatic pause.
It would all be very funny if it didn't cause so much hate.
I got the title from the fact that one kid calls Fred a "Gay homo." I thought about it for a while, and my super powered brain came to the conclusion that most gays are in fact homos.
And that's what happened while I was gone.
I don't know how long it's been since I went inactive, I don't know if anyone even noticed I went inactive, but I'm back. I'd been needing a break for a long time and one day I left Sal's never to come come back. I never planned on leaving, I could have, but then I realized I don't have a life and how boring the computer can be without this place.
I've got champagne, let's throw a party.
Here is a transcript of a paper found near the drinking fountain at school, spelling and grammar left intact.
I added some translations for some of the words I had trouble with. I'm guessing this is by a seventh grader, if it was anyone older I would be deeply concerned (more than I am now, at least.)