Friday, January 16, 2009
All my loving
Rejection tastes like uncooked broccoli. :(
It's hard to reconcile with the fact that God has paved a perfect path for each one us. Some know it as God's almighty plan, others destiny, or fate. "The universe has a way of course-correcting itself ..." Does God course-correct our paths? I don't think so, not unless we ask for it anyway. I think when God gave us free will, He gave us the benefit of the doubt.
I am still stuck. Dumbfounded and mildly insulted by the recent train of rejection. I remain an unemployed noob. Valentines' Day is bloody coming and the 'Hole Theory' isn't working. I am the sole survivor of the Virgin Gang and the whole world is just crumbling with couples. Couple Crumble. Sounds quite appetizing don't you think. I'd make a Couple Crumble on Valentines' Day and celebrate bitterness and loneliness by smashing it into your fat face.
Naw I'm just kidding.
I was thinking about what I read on someone's blog ...
Wouldn't it be an ideal world if every girl out there who sings of finding love gets together with every boy who sings of a broken heart?
How neat would that be. But the world would have alot less songs though.
... and how I violently abhorred the notion of it. But right now, I COMPLETELY AGREE. I'M SORRY WORLD, HAVING LESS SONGS - THAT WOULD NOT DO.
tried to hunch; 3:40 AM