High School’s Ultimate Lesson

I’ve learned something incredible. Revolutionary. I’ve learned everything in the entire world.

I’ve learned that the ultimate lesson to take away from high school, teenagehood, and every other crappy moment of this past 16 years…is to get over it.

By it, I mean all of the crappy things my brain makes me believe I go through. A lot of that also has to do with my hormones, which are total bitches and make it difficult for me to get over “it”, but that just may be life’s ultimate lesson.

Get over it, and get over yourself.

Their isn’t much meaning to life. I mean, imagining it. Human’s could have never existed. They didn’t have to, non-scientifically at least. But I guess God wanted to see a super long movie up there in the sky, so he created us, and here we are, trying to live this story out from him. Some of us suck at is, some of us rock at it, but that’s not completely our fault. Sure, sure, life is a beautiful inspirational thing, but at the same time, we are simply just “here”, and we can’t do anything about that, unless one considers suicide, which is really not not not a good idea, because as a result of just being here, you are a human with feelings that surrounds other humans with feelings that care about you.

I know it’s bad to say this, but I think life has no meaning. I mean, the human life itself. It’s absolutely useless and wasteful and painful. But I’m glad that it exist. I love the people that brought me into this life, the people I came with into this life, and the people or animals that have become a part of it. But at the same time I fucking hate everything else.

Remember, this blog is my rant medium purposely made for me to say to someone or something that I hate the world while trying to live up my individual moral lessons that I make up typically in the beginning of each blog entry.

damn, i need to get better at this life thing.

also, i hate pms. Let’s be honest, one of the main reasons I even have a blog is so I don’t destroy the physical world with my radical mood swings and instead lash out my stupidity and bitchiness here. God, I fucking hate the world.

Do you know, that sometimes I ask him why he even brought me here. Fucking why Jesus. Why Mother Earth??????????????????????????

Okay, see. The above is not something I would ever say on a daily basis, but maybe. It’s just buried inside. Although at the same time I also thank him very much for giving me life.

It’s the mensies man. It’s the mensies. Sigh.

I think I’m done now. I think 90% of the world would probably hate me right know. I would, maybe.

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