May 29, 2013

  I don't understand life. It's weird. We live, we do things, we stress ourselves out, and eventually, we die. We all end up at the same place, for the same reason, with the same cause. Yet we come with a lot of different conclusions for that one possible out come. We develop theories, saying God exists, to ease our fear. But who DID create the universe? Was it by pure chance that strings went into 2D then 3D and created today? Or IS there a higher being? Any how, I'm an atheist.

  Life is confusing with school. I don't understand what our teacher wants; how can 2 exact same answers get 2 different marks? Is he mentally retarded or what? I'm already having difficulty in English and French, giving me bullshit like this ain't going to help me going on honor roll. Not only that, but they can't teach either. How do they expect us to get high marks like that?

  And my brain is just in a mess. I don't know what I'm feeling. My brain is like go for it, but you won't make it. And honestly, I know I won't either, but I think I might regret forever if I don't go for it... But I don't want to screw up either. It's a double edged sword. It's hard to find the right person, and when you find it, it just kills you for the fact that you can't get with her. It's almost like peeling off your skin cell by cell, until you die. (Yea I might be exaggerating a little)

Do you guys ever come across bipolar times like these? (LOL)