it's terrifying in there.
sometimes its 2:30 and im trying not to rocl (rol on chair laugh) cos its 2:30
sometimes at 1am I end up watching Slender videos on youtube (i seriously don't even know how i ended up there im going to check internet history right now)
okay a starcraft band i liked posted one of their members playing through it.
anyway sometimes i end up watching that until i dont even know when. and by watching i mean scrolling down and reading the comments and listening to the audio on 20% volume and still being SCARED SHTLESS because it's a scary scary game.
one of the comments on one video was "scroll back up you (profanity)" with 63 thumbs up and a replay to it was "NO I LIKE IT DOWN HERE" with 120+ thumbs up and then i thumbsed up both of them and didn't scroll back up because i didn't want to see the game.
so essentially this game is like, you're in a forest with no context. and you have to collect 8 pages which are stuck on trees and stuff. and after you get the first page slender man starts following you. and it's like red light green light.
SO SCARY DON'T WATCH OR PLAY IT FOR YOUR OWN GOOD
SCARIER THAN AMNESIA THE DARK DESCENT
and then i didn't want to go to sleep and watched some guy chatting to cleverbot for about an hour which was pretty funny and then i was like oh it's 3am i shud probably sleep now.
didn't have any slender-related nightmares, thankfully
one thing I hate more than ignorance is - wait, I never hated ignorance
the thing I really hate/hated is people who are ignorant but think they're right. Being ignorant is fine and everyone is. I admire people who are able to admit that they are ignorant about some matter, and try to correct this by learning and seeking more perspectives. I try to do this myself, which is why I've been stopping at eastwood every friday to have a chat and ask questions. I have no intention of becoming religious, and I don't even think that's possible for someone like me until something life-changing/breaking happens, and I think they understand that. I hope they do, at least ...
and the reason i do this is because according to some, I'm going to hell, and according to others, God doesn't exist and never has, and every religion is just like an adult fairy tale, and in today's world science is beginning to replace religion in purpose - as an explanation to why things are the way they are. Sating man's desire to be sure of everything.
And the people who claim this aren't retards (for the most part), so there has to be some merit to each side's argument.
And yeah, there is.
And by considering each perspective, I've come to the understanding that "who gives a !@#$?". No matter what you argue, it's never going to achieve anything except pissing a lot of people off.
I really should stop.
I don't like athiests who believe they're doing the world a favour by telling others that they're wrong.
I do like that the overwhelming majority of people are okay though.
anyway, where I was meant to go with this was, this story, a 10 year old boy sends his medal to comfort olympians.
And one comment was:
"As much as I admire the lads letter, I think you're letting your emotions run away with you. Is there really a need to gush so much over this? Do you cry so much each time you see the civilians being fired upon in Syria?"
As much as you think you're being right, you're actually a retard.
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im so bad at lazers zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
i liked batman tho. i wanna be batman when i grow up
something feels wrong. dunno.
always, never gone.
always the same. Maybe it's because every success and failure this year has meant nothing to me.
i need something to value. it doesn't have to be anything special, it can be a fake or false pursuit, it doesn't matter, just something even as simple as a game or a community.
oh, my eyes. i don't know whether it's because i spend 80% of the day here or because i got not hours of sleep. but i'm going to have to work out a solution to this for the holidays.
i think this is the biggest reason not to polyphasic sleep. my eyes won't be able to take it.
not in type mood yawn ,zzzzzzzzz
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