Ok, so spring break was kick ass. I partied every fuckin' night at my house. I drank and smoked so much this week that I actually lost my voice yesterday. I think that must've been my liver attempting to take its revenge by taking my mouth for hostage. Anyhow, it was such a good week. I got to see several of my old friends and I met several new ones(Some I won't remember. Some I can't forget). I know what you're thinking(probably not). I had old friends, new friends, drugs, and alcohol, but theres still something missing....hmm...sex? Oh yeah! I got sex(happy unbirthday to me). Sorry, I don't mean to brag or anything. It was just so good. Thats all. She was a ballet dancer too. All bendable and user friendly. Alright, enough of my weekly "sins." I have comments to respond to. Fuck faith. Its over-rated. Its just an over-exaggerated need for a big brother figure to protect us. Yeah, I might believe that something created us if sufficient proof or insufficient alternatives could not prove otherwise. However, I have to be honest with myself. Theres no one out there helping us. No one out there cares. We live. We fuck. We die. We are a self-replicating machine without purpose or even true motivation. I don't feel the need to be comforted by the lies of someone who died or simply didnt ever exist. Nor do I have the need to feel comforted by some of the same lies today. And now you're thinking, "Oh no! He is being blasphemous. He must be evil." Well, fuck you too then. I am evil if it means that I am honest with myself in what I believe. Point me to the eyes of your God and I will believe. If he does exist he is most certainly blind. Otherwise he would fix the shithole of a planet that we live in. So sell your Bibles someplace else 'cause I ain't buying your bullshit. Sorry to anyone I affend, but sometimes I just get fed up with every self-righteous Jesus kid that tries to tell me to avert hellfire and damnation by giving 10% of my earnings to a god who in all likelihood doesn't exist or doesn't care. That was not directed at anyone necessarily that left me comments. I just had two of my friends go straight edge and stop partying because they suddenly found Jesus. Where you may ask? With Santa Claus, Mother Goose, and the fucking Easter Bunny. It just pissed me off something awful early on this week. They made my friend cry because they dropped that shit on her all at once. That is simply not cool. I had to get that off of my chest. So yeah, this week obviously re-inforced my atheistic belief system. It also gave me a whole lot more "faith" in my life for the whole Carpé Diem motto. The more I live today, the less I give a shit about God or what happens after death. So drink up kids and don't give into any authority than your own. Don't compromise with "fate" or "God" because both lead to the same place: dismissal. Satisfy yourself and fuck everyone else who can't. Thats my spring break message. "Perverted, with a capital P Convert it, this is what you see Insert it, deep inside of me Deserted, wont happen to me"