Sometimes I really don't get people. I can jump up high, bang my head against the walls, read articles that is supposed to make me understand better, but at the end of the day, I'll still not get it. Just like the picture, do you get it? I don't. What has a knife, an eggplant, E, have in common? The letter E ah? The knife leh...
Ahhhhh, whatever, sometimes reading and hopping blogs makes me angry. Ok, angry is too strong a word. I'm just discontented on the views that other people have. Not that I have the right or anything. I don't, I know, but I'm just saying because I feel like saying. And same applies to those who blogged stuff that piss me off. I think my thoughts really aligns to that of Island leh, like the things that they think about and talk about, I think and talk about too. Just 1/2 post ago, I agreed with mich that people sucks. Now,
But one of the main reasons why I don't believe is because there's just too much inequality and injustice in this world. Some rich kid in some developed country prays about doing well for exams, or getting the gold medal in whatever stupid competitions and his prayers always seem to be "answered". But what about the child in like, Israel or Pakistan or whatever who prays for food or water or shelter or just to survive another day, but gets killed by a bomb the very next second? If God exists, shouldn't he know how to prioritise?
That is just one of the long paragraphs from J's blog, if post other part, confirm, plus chop, offend people. But whatever she said, I agree, wholeheartedly. So hey, I agree with you, like alot! And let's eat beef together and maybe we'll meet in hell yea, if there's such a place zzz. Like I rly don't understand why people thank Him or what like must capital letter, cos respect is it? Means no capital letter don't respect? Means if I had a really shit day today, and I managed to get over it and all is well again, I will feel happy be cause the 'he' allow me to? And I get over whatver I have to get over, isn't it me, my brain, and whatever that constitutes what I am that has actually allowed me to do so? I don't get it la, seriously. And I never will. Damn weird la, it's just really weird and I can't put into real words that are firm and sound. Maybe one day I'll write a book or something about what I don't get and my long list of reasons and rationales. That maybe, people will understand my point of view.
