So, it continues.

Hey everyone,
I haven't posted a blog recently... I should get on this more often! It seems like I think of some great idea to rant about-then the next time I sit on the computer, its just like, what was my idea again? So, I just decided to sit down and write about whatever happened to pop into my brain at the moment.
First of all, I was chillin' with one of my great pals at lunch (I won't reveal any names for privacy purposes) and we were just looking through all of my "hormonally caused rants" in my outbox. So, here's a couple here.
"Oh, take a screwdriver and go screw yourself. And I hope your noodles burn, and shrivel up like dried up mice fetuses that have been layin' in the sun too long. Can you even guess my epic sport?"
"Ah. Anyways. you still haven't guessed what I do. And don't worry- it's not some dumb, team sport where you are automatically popular when you join. Individual sports: those are the REAL !@#$."
"How depressing. My gawd, now I am all depressed again, how terribly boring and sad our average, stupid, pointless lives are. There has to be a point, or something else out there. Except, every single thing i have read have stated bluntly that this sort of paranoia, that there is something else out there, something else, something more to life, is just normal, average human paranoia that everyone gets. I HATE HGG (Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, probably one of the most epic books ever written) as much as i love it."

But really, if you think about it, IS there really a point to all of this? Is there ever a point? For example, you fail a test. It may be important to you at the time, but really, in the end, does it matter? Will it effect the outcome of everything? Will YOU affect the outcome of anything? I guess its ours to decide. But -if you know what I mean- I sort of wish that someone could make that decision for me, so I wouldn't be as lost as I am with this whole thing. In the end, is it just how we treat others around us, how WE affect their lives as a whole? I guess the purpose of our lives is up entirely to the individual. Sadly, not everyone makes the right choice.
Have you ever listen to the song "Hallelujah" by Rufus Wrainwright?
If you haven't, listen to it. And I mean really listen to it.

Torching the Smoke,
Leahpeia.