Why does everybody care what I believe? I don't believe. Read my lips, I am an atheist! Understand? I don't believe in God, and I don't need to just because that's what you think. I can make my own decisions. It won't be long before I'm thirty. I know what's right for me.
And I did believe, at once. It was right then. But now my faith is placed elsewhere, and I really don't see why it concerns you. So back off. Before I call my minions and we rain fire on you.
I'm just kidding. I don't believe in Satan, either. Please. A red devil living underground? That's just ridiculous. But to be fair, I don't need to believe in Hell to believe your clothes and hair can be very, very flammable.
That being said...is there anyone out there who puts humans first, cares about animals, cares about the environment and is not a back-witted street preacher?
And I did believe, at once. It was right then. But now my faith is placed elsewhere, and I really don't see why it concerns you. So back off. Before I call my minions and we rain fire on you.
I'm just kidding. I don't believe in Satan, either. Please. A red devil living underground? That's just ridiculous. But to be fair, I don't need to believe in Hell to believe your clothes and hair can be very, very flammable.
That being said...is there anyone out there who puts humans first, cares about animals, cares about the environment and is not a back-witted street preacher?
Well, I love animals and nature, so I count, right? Even if I don't really like people?
ReplyDeleteI don't know what "back-witted" means, and I can only assume "street-preacher" has something to do with talking about a religion even though nobody has asked you to and you aren't paid to talk about it . . . but I don't think I'm either of those. What's up? You asked if "anyone out there" had these qualities, and if I fit, is there something you need to talk about?
Well, back-witted is a term I made up during this post. I like to think it means a crazy wackadoodle. And a street preacher is just someone who asks if you want to hear a snippet from the bible even if you're standing at the bus stop and the bus is turning on your street; and they insist even when you say no thank you.
DeleteOh, okay...wackadoodle??
DeleteHaha, I hate people who want to tell you something even if you've made it clear you aren't interested...much worse when they're strangers...
You said it! Well, technically, I suppose we both did.
Deletelol, yes...thanks for explaining :)
DeleteWas there some reason you asked if "anyone out there" cared about people/animals/the environment?
Well, Mission is still Mission. People don't care about other people, and if they do then they don't care about themselves. They're so willing to do something stupid, like jaywalk while pushing a baby buggy or drive without looking...Mission hasn't changed one bit since you left. There's litter on every street. I haven't seen much animal abuse, but who knows what goes on inside a pet owner's home?
DeleteAll in all, I hope some aspects in life are better in Elkford.
Well, we also have those people who wander down the middle of roads and through parking lots, slowing traffic, and in Sparwood the other day we saw someone walking with a group of little kids at night, and none of them were wearing anything reflective, and we recently saw someone jaywalking like twenty feet from the crosswalk...
DeleteThings are kinda the same everywhere, I think; don't be mad at Mission - not everyone there can be an idiot . . . you live there :)
It should probably relieve my mind that Mission isn't the only town with wackadoodles, but it really just makes me afraid for Earth...lol
DeleteAnd thank you! Elkford is lucky to have you, too!
Ha-haa, I needed to hear that...
DeleteWhy? Is someone bothering you? :(
DeleteWell, not at the moment . . . my next e-mail to you will explain a lot (maybe too much) of it . . . but for here, I'll summarize and say that, more than once, I've felt totally unwanted here.
ReplyDeleteAnd the sad thing is, I tried my absolute best to change the situation, and all that's changed is me - I gave up.
You will always have a place here - we want you! :) Oh, goodie, an email!!
DeleteJust don't give up on life, okay? I honestly don't know how I'd go on if you weren't here. Well, not here here, but in my life here. :P
hehe, your last one was long, so my next one will be, too...
DeleteI think a lot about coming back...I don't know what Geoff would do without me...at least when I left you guys, you had each other; Geoff would be alone...I feel so mixed up :(
I'm sorry. :( It sucks when things are complicated.
DeleteYes, it does. :(
DeleteWhen Mom and I went to Vanderhoof last time, I missed Lorne before we had even driven away from the curb out front. It was near Thanksgiving or maybe Christmas, and he was going to spend it all alone. I felt so bad. But I have this phobia of letting her go out by herself; I always think something bad is going to happen, and if something bad does happen, someone related to her should be nearby. I guess I'm just afraid of someone I love getting hurt or even dying, alone. I don't know why I'd feel better if I were there. In most bad scenarios I'm pretty useless. :P
DeleteI know how you feel - I hate it when people I love are alone. I don't like it when Geoff goes to the grocery store alone, even though he's an excellent driver and Elkford is small, with very few people.
DeleteLast time we left Mission, Lorne followed Geoff and I out to the truck, as if he wanted to come with us or as if he just didn't want us (me?) to go. It was so hard, getting in and leaving...he stood there as we drove off, and I felt awful. I cried for a bit, and slept the rest of the day; that's that only way I can get through coming back here when I'd rather be with you guys. Otherwise, I think I'd open the door, jump out, and refuse to leave your yard.
:P
I wanted to go outside, too. But I just knew that by the time I found my shoes, you'd be gone. That has always been my luck.
DeleteYeah...I know what you mean. Like it was hard watching you go the first time; but then each time you came back it was even harder.
:(
DeleteLeaving . . . wasn't hard the first time. Not really. I'd cried for a month, so by the time I left, I didn't feel much of anything.
We've visited just twice, and both times, going there, I was bouncing in my seat, so happy and excited. Literally bouncing - you can ask Geoff! Leaving, I was in tears again - especially after the second visit. Both times, I slept all day on the way back here.
I have to say that, even though it's hard, I can't regret everything about my decision. I feel as though I've really grown up, become a real person, more independent and sure of what I want.
Part of me REALLY wants to come back to you guys, and yet . . . I don't know that I could fit in there anymore. Last time, Mom kept pressuring me to go to bed before I was ready to sleep, and it was awkward. I basically sleep whenever I want to here, because I often try to keep to Geoff's schedule, which means sleeping some days, some nights, and other times, not at all. So bedtimes don't really work on me.
Plus, there's the whole bit about me still being insufferable about her dating. So...yeah...
Yes, she does have a habit of forgetting her kids are also capable of becoming adults...Thankfully I feel I've let her know that I can choose my own bedtime. Some nights it's me telling her to get off the computer and try for sleep! Not often, of course, because I don't want to nag; but on nights before a big day, like shopping or going out of town. I also have fallen out of routine, but am trying to get back on track...though I don't know why. I feel my best when I get in as much sleep as I can; and the less time they spend around me, the better.
DeleteI know what you mean. Last time he was here, maybe the day before yesterday; he read my email over my shoulder. Mom denied it, but I caught him. He used the excuse of trying to hug me, but I saw where he was looking. I'm still furious over it; if there was ever a time I thought he might be okay, it's pretty much gone now.
Lorne? Or Mom's BF?
DeleteI can't see Lorne hugging you randomly. Or from behind, while you're on the computer. I'm a bit freaked out, are you?
Mom's BF.
DeleteI wasn't freaked out. I was just mad. Thinking of how very much I'd have liked to slap him away or something. Why were you freaked out?
I hate having people I don't know come up behind me - I always have. People I know, totally fine; people I don't, and especially people I don't like, have to stay where I can see them...
DeleteAlways been that way; I remember even as a kid, I was particular about that sort of thing. I also never wanted to be the last one out of a place, because you'd be the one the monsters/ghosts grab, so I liked to be the first in and out of a place, with friends behind me, haha
I'm exactly the opposite. I always went last. Sometimes I didn't even go outside; I just stayed inside and ate my lunch as I continued doing my homework. My teacher never mentioned it, but I could see him looking at me.
DeleteTo be 100% honest, I don't really like it when Mom and Lorne walk into my room. My back faces them, so naturally they can see whatever it is I'm doing. I think I would feel better if I turned my computer desk around so I faced the door.
I have a similar problem - my computer is in the living room, so whenever Geoff is on the couch, he can see what I'm doing. I'm usually writing, so it bothers me; it's all private until I say otherwise :)
DeleteI keep an Internet tab open so that when he ends up behind me, he thinks I'm writing e-mails or messing around on Facebook, and as soon as he's not behind me, I can go back to writing and it won't sound like I'm doing anything else :)
I do that too. Unless I'm gaming. Then there's no point, really; especially if it's full-screen, like Sims 3. Aside from my writing, they know what I do on here.
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