Monday, October 29, 2007

   Dear diary...I fucking hate you
Post time: 6:30p.m. CT
Music: “JEALOUS [Reverse]” by Dir en grey
Mood: Pissed off/generally upset

Okay, so evidently I didn’t feel better because I didn’t post again last week. Just to get it out now and not worry about it later, that weekend Yumi and I spent the night at Kayla’s house...nothing very interesting happened aside from us seeing the Jrock commercial on IMF Sunday. This weekend I watched Death Note on Saturday night and went to Kayla’s on Sunday and brought my dog along so she could be socialized with other people/dogs. She seemed to have a lot of fun playing with the gigantic husky/wolf mix, Kiyara. Their sheltie, Angel didn’t like her very much, and their uber-mix breed, Cimarron, was scared of her because she was crazy hyper. It was pretty funny...That’s pretty much all the semi-good things that happened weekends-wise.

Last week I cried a few more times...I think I’ve recovered from that a little bit. Friday was the last football game of the season for my school and I was signed up for working concession stand after half-time. I got there earlier than my shift, so I hung out with Jade, Caitlyn, the other Jade that was at Caitlyn’s party, and a few other freshmen/sophomores from my school, plus Tenise and Amanda, who are seniors. When half time started, I said good-bye and went to help before the big rush started. There were only a few people there, and it pissed me off. It was me, Ashley, Nancy (who came in to work for Justin), another freshman girl, two or three parents, Mrs. Harris, and Mrs. W. About five people were missing. *facepalm* It was fairly fun, though, and I felt a little better from the week. Seeing Caitlyn again really helped...she’s so awesome and nice! ^o^

Last night there was this big show on the History Channel called The Lost Book of Nostradamus. It was focused on this new book they found with a bunch of water-color illustrations supposedly authored by the French prophet (teehee....Kyo-sama) to go along with his prophecies. Later on in the program, they figured out that the book found wasn’t the original, and that some of the paintings were done several decades after other ones. They pretty much said that the original was probably done by Nostradamus’s son as he explained them. The last seven paintings foretold the apocalypse. I suggest looking it up in Wiki sometime, or another source, since I can’t explain it very well...and I would want to go into a lot of detail, and it would take forever...the point is, I have a lot of respect for this 16th century man and his gift that he shared in his Quatrains. He foresaw so many things, and most of which have come true: Napoleon (the First Antichrist), Hitler (Second Antichrist), the bombs dropped on Japan, JFK’s assassination, and 9/11. There’s also evidence that he foresaw Bin Ladin as the Third Antichrist...I just really suggest those interested to look into it...

And today...Ah, how I thought a new week would be good and I could begin things better than the week before...oh, how I was mistaken. Everything was going good until I brought up watching Nostradamus and the end of the world being the year 2012 in U.S. History before class. I think I was the only one who believed in Nostradamus’s prophecies; I couldn’t get a word in edgewise (not surprising actually...I’m not very good at speaking my opinion out loud if it requires more than five words...) and it felt like every thing I held to be true was being shot down and proved false...They could have just merely disagreed with his predictions, but no; they went further than that and harassed what was said. I was fairly calm for a while, but my brain started to think on its own and by the time I got into Mrs. Harris’s room, I was crying.

I understand that everybody is entitled to their opinions, I know that, but it doesn’t give them the right to trod on other people’s beliefs like that. I know now how some people felt when they were prosecuted (maybe not so harsh, but similar); it’s like being told that no matter what you think, or hold to be true, is a lie and is wrong. Yes, “stand up for what you believe in” is very inspirational, but they never mentioned how difficult it would be when you’re the only one with those beliefs. Maybe I should just not state my opinion...I already am afraid to...if I don’t, I won’t end up getting hurt. I’m sorry, but that just makes me hate Christianity...no offense to any Christians, or anybody who believes in the Bible and such; the people in my school totally screwed my opinion of how they think and act, and from what I’ve experienced, it’s either their way, or no way at all...I say bring on the apocalypse; we’ve been deserving what’ll happen for a long time. I’ll have no regrets aside from not meeting a few choice idols...And don’t get me started on what some stupid ass said about “all Japs need to die” today, either...I could go on for months...

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