Avril Lavigne Lyrics - I'm With You Lyrics - Im With You Lyrics - Im With You

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I killed a snail today. I know what you're thinking, "It's a fucking
snail." But the worst part is that literally moments before I had moved
one out of the way, so as to not get stepped on.

I don't know why but I've always felt bad for those sort of things.
Snails, slugs, pillbugs/potato bugs/rolly-polly's. They're so small and
they just wanna get from one place to another, eat, and bear children,
but they can only move so quickly, and in the process they endanger
their own lives by coming into the open.

Maybe it's my state of mind, maybe I'm crazy.

Maybe I'm trying to get from point A to point B, but I'm a little slower
than most.

yup

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Ah, the d10! While you aren't actually a true regular polyhedron, you are the only die that makes logical sense--metrically speaking. Chances are, others see you as over-analytical or a goody-goody. While that may be true, you also have a gift for patience and tolerance. Growing up you probably had a calculator wristwatch that you never really needed to use (since you were faster on your own), and you probably aced all your classes (except for gym). You use the metric system almost exclusively, but are able to quickly convert in mid-conversation for the sake of your backwards Imperalist friends. You've coded in at least two different programming languages, and have created more original gaming systems than you'll ever admit. You're generally not a show-off, but you do take pride in being called either a geek or a nerd.

God damn it.

I watched a documentary called "Unlocking Da Vinci's Code." I swore I wouldnt' get on the stupid band wagon since it's all fiction. But apparently some of the stuff checks out and I'm freaking out because I was interested in Mary Magdalene because of Silent Hill 2. But I was interested because I thought she was some kind of holy prostitute (apparently not true). So now I'm interested because of the other possibilities, but what pisses me off the most is that no one will ever fucking know. Especially since, when we die, we're all going to Hell.

Oh and as for the blog, I put it away cause of the lack of updates. Nothing really to share, except a few missed classes, failed assignments do to retardation of loading film, and lsing my mom's 512 MB CFlash card w/ her images of my great aun't funeral in the P.I. WoW, School, a tiny bit of work, repeat.

Fucking National Geographic.