Well, went and saw The Passion tonight. Good movie. I don't think I'll see it again for a long time, but good movie. Even if you don't believe in Christ, I think it's a really harsh but real portrayal of what he went through. Although, I had a question about something in it, but I can't remember now. Oh well.
Well I'm throughly worn down. The only time I've had to relax over the last few days was about 4 hours sleep and a movie. Life's really starting to run me down. I can't wait until it all starts to lighten up a bit.
Well, I guess I'm going to go and get back to work again. That is if my roommate and his 2 female friends aren't shouting again EVEN THOUGH THEYRE IN THE SAME ROOM. I'm getting close to snapping. THEIR NECKS.
Edit: Less emo kid, more new picture.
Edit: You know, I think sometimes that life is all about helping the other guy out. Even if there's no return. I know I'm certianly not that good of a person, and sometimes, to be honest, my intentions are certainly not the most honorable, but I try to help out as best I can, even if I can't sacrifice much. Yeah, yeah, noone cares, but I hope, one day, when I'm past and mostly forgotten, people will be able to say "yeah he was an alright guy who put himself on the line for me." I don't think some people realize how much I really love them; hell I really had to force the smile in my new profile pic. I'm not the most expressive person, but I DO care. And things DO excite me. And things DO impress me. And if you can't see that from my face, try to realize that it's not personal, I'm just not a very expressive person. I think that's why we're good friends, mike. I'm the sullen, calm, non-expressive one, and you are my oppisite: very animated, lively, and expressive. If only I could be that way, then people would understand me more. I'm trying, and God willing, one day someone will see me for who I am, but until then, oh well.
Well I'm throughly worn down. The only time I've had to relax over the last few days was about 4 hours sleep and a movie. Life's really starting to run me down. I can't wait until it all starts to lighten up a bit.
Well, I guess I'm going to go and get back to work again. That is if my roommate and his 2 female friends aren't shouting again EVEN THOUGH THEYRE IN THE SAME ROOM. I'm getting close to snapping. THEIR NECKS.
Edit: Less emo kid, more new picture.
Edit: You know, I think sometimes that life is all about helping the other guy out. Even if there's no return. I know I'm certianly not that good of a person, and sometimes, to be honest, my intentions are certainly not the most honorable, but I try to help out as best I can, even if I can't sacrifice much. Yeah, yeah, noone cares, but I hope, one day, when I'm past and mostly forgotten, people will be able to say "yeah he was an alright guy who put himself on the line for me." I don't think some people realize how much I really love them; hell I really had to force the smile in my new profile pic. I'm not the most expressive person, but I DO care. And things DO excite me. And things DO impress me. And if you can't see that from my face, try to realize that it's not personal, I'm just not a very expressive person. I think that's why we're good friends, mike. I'm the sullen, calm, non-expressive one, and you are my oppisite: very animated, lively, and expressive. If only I could be that way, then people would understand me more. I'm trying, and God willing, one day someone will see me for who I am, but until then, oh well.
