Epic Journeys
my missionary to urban newyork
I went to my grandmothers this weekend to do a little experimentation with religons and things. It appears as though if you're not a christian up here, or over here for some of you, you're not a human. I'm not going to get into it to much because it's so sickening and disheartening.
I'm heading out in a few minutes to finish up what I've been doing for the past few days. It's nice to have a little vacation away from one kind of hate i guess. It's like I got out of the bathtub and into the pool. I've been doing alot of working out lately. Lots of running and such, probably just my age. there's never been much to see aroiund this place. theres quite a few schools all close to eachother. theres a lake close by but i canft get to it on foot inthis shitty ass weatheer. oh well.
before i left this place about 2 years ago i used to be a punk bitch. that rolled over for anyone who told me to. conforming in the sheepish ways i had grown accustome to. I was normal.
Now I can kick anyone of there asses with little or no effort with all this vigerous exercise I've been doing. I'm smarter now too. I know real pain.
yah it didnt go so well with being snowed in and what have you. i saw drew an well just whatch the end of my christianity video.
HAVE A GOOD ONE