jimmi;

As always I am back with another incoherent rant about what ever is on my mind. First of all I am glad my cousin is not dead somewhere in Melbourne, and that she is soaking in the culture and what not .ie Shes prob trippin on some mad shrooms hahaha.

Anyways to todays first topic.... FUCKING PILGRIMS!
Taking up all the room on the train and on the streets with your annoying share the spirit bullshit is just plain annoying. Personally i think World Youth Day is a cash scheme to rip off tax payers to pay for the gay Lolita lap dances for the Pope.
If its World Youth Day then why is it catholic? Shouldn't the name entail that all youth should be included, not just restricted to deluded westernized zealots who have unquestionable loyalty to a man who looks like he fell down and hit every branch down of the Ugly Tree.
This only confirms my suspicions that catholicism is a scam, its just more subtle about it than the ridiculous Scientology. Yeah SUCK SHIT TOM CRUISE! Your ex wife named her newest daughter in spite of you fucking stupid religion, thats what you get for being an overcompensating, attention whoring douche.

On the topic of religion i can safely say i have renounced my own catholicism, nay my belief in god altogether. My mum questioned me about my faith the other day and instead of giving some half arsed answer i just flat out told her the truth "I don't believe in God mum". She took it better than i thought. Now im not saying that he(or she) doesn't exist I'm just saying this path isn't for me. In the end everyone needs to believe in something to get them through the day, whether its God or some kind of Cosmic Red Pandas pulling the strings, its safe to say we will never know until our time comes. Thus is the paradox of life, we exist without knowing our purpose yet strive to the end of our mortality to never comprehend what it meant.

Today i found out there was such a thing called a Lego club were members collaborated on lego building techniques. I was told this by a 5yrold. Why was i talking to a 5yrold? Because i was out shopping for a present with Lani for a present for her cousin. We realised how out of touch we were with our previous selves as kids who liked to finger paint and play house as we constantly asked "WTF DOES A 5YROLD LIKE?". Walking up those aisles brought back memories, play doh, hungry hippos, hot wheels cars...simpler times where the words girl and problem never came together or mattered. How i miss it.

On a lighter note I have rekindled an old passion thanks to Cassie and Susan somewhat.




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jimmi;

As always I am back with another incoherent rant about what ever is on my mind. First of all I am glad my cousin is not dead somewhere in Melbourne, and that she is soaking in the culture and what not .ie Shes prob trippin on some mad shrooms hahaha.

Anyways to todays first topic.... FUCKING PILGRIMS!
Taking up all the room on the train and on the streets with your annoying share the spirit bullshit is just plain annoying. Personally i think World Youth Day is a cash scheme to rip off tax payers to pay for the gay Lolita lap dances for the Pope.
If its World Youth Day then why is it catholic? Shouldn't the name entail that all youth should be included, not just restricted to deluded westernized zealots who have unquestionable loyalty to a man who looks like he fell down and hit every branch down of the Ugly Tree.
This only confirms my suspicions that catholicism is a scam, its just more subtle about it than the ridiculous Scientology. Yeah SUCK SHIT TOM CRUISE! Your ex wife named her newest daughter in spite of you fucking stupid religion, thats what you get for being an overcompensating, attention whoring douche.

On the topic of religion i can safely say i have renounced my own catholicism, nay my belief in god altogether. My mum questioned me about my faith the other day and instead of giving some half arsed answer i just flat out told her the truth "I don't believe in God mum". She took it better than i thought. Now im not saying that he(or she) doesn't exist I'm just saying this path isn't for me. In the end everyone needs to believe in something to get them through the day, whether its God or some kind of Cosmic Red Pandas pulling the strings, its safe to say we will never know until our time comes. Thus is the paradox of life, we exist without knowing our purpose yet strive to the end of our mortality to never comprehend what it meant.

Today i found out there was such a thing called a Lego club were members collaborated on lego building techniques. I was told this by a 5yrold. Why was i talking to a 5yrold? Because i was out shopping for a present with Lani for a present for her cousin. We realised how out of touch we were with our previous selves as kids who liked to finger paint and play house as we constantly asked "WTF DOES A 5YROLD LIKE?". Walking up those aisles brought back memories, play doh, hungry hippos, hot wheels cars...simpler times where the words girl and problem never came together or mattered. How i miss it.

On a lighter note I have rekindled an old passion thanks to Cassie and Susan somewhat.