Archive for January, 2008

what they really think…

January 28, 2008

There’s been a lot of talk about how Bill is actually hurting Hillary’s campaign by trying to defend and promote for her. “we love you Bill, but stfu already” has been a common sentiment in the political and social spectrum, myself included. But then it dawn to me…he is doing that shit on purpose. i mean what more noble, more ingenious, more convoluted way to give Barack the primary win while not attacking his own wife. He is sacrificing his reputation and maintain his marriage.  It is a gutsy move but who better to attempt it than this great man. He himself wants change. But he cannot shun his own wife, especially after how she remain with him after the infamous affair. His only option was to be a outspoken and vocal advocate for Hillary but in such an overbearing and insulting way that the public would gradually and systematically go to Barack. My respect and admiration goes out to you president Clinton.

Secondly, i would like to let everyone know that our President, Mr.George Bush, is not an idiot. He know what he’s doing and know exactly the impact he’s having on our country and the world at large. He was given a message by god and will complete his mission to spread freedom everywhere. It is a message of peace and growth. Now i know you’re all going “well toon, isnt that obvious? We know that’s what he thinks!” and i would say that is half way correct. the truth is, the message was not some intuitional understanding of Christianity = Freedom = Peace = Prosperity. But the fact is that GOD himself spoke to Bush, face to face(they had coffee). So please people, give the man some credit. I mean…would god show himself in front of just anybody?

gazoo

lump

January 25, 2008

i want to be a lump. not any kind of lump in particular, just a lump. i’m tired of all the emotions that runs thru this weak body. not looking for sympathy, just empathy. it’s one of those days where everything is so damn annoying…even yourself especially yourself. tire of thinking, of feeling, of believing, of being wrong. cuz honestly…that’s what i am. the guy to my left is smarter than me (smart is not a referance to IQ, tho he probably has one higher than me too. smart is the relation between you and your ability to be happy, and in that sense, he’s…)way smarter than me. he’s reading a book, looks like he’s enjoying himself too. and later he’s probably gonna go home and contemplate all the new cool stuff he’d learned. i want to be that guy. but ofcourse…im tired of learning. why bother…what i thought/think was/is true will be false and i have to learn something else over. just like this damn blog. as i finish i will realize how i stupid i am/sound and how wrong everything i just typed is/was(?).

dunce