Saint

When I was younger, I really liked cumulus clouds because they’re big and poofy and I liked to think that there were really big alien motherships hiding inside them, because clouds would seriously make the perfect cover.
I still feel like it’s kind of cliched to like a cumulus cloud, but honestly, why should I care? I don’t like cirrus clouds, they’re kinda boring, lines and stuff and I find them boring. Of course, boring is an adjective I really should’ve reserved for stratus clouds. That’s fancy talk for overcast kids >.>”
So today there’re cumulus clouds, go eat one!

Also, when I was a kid there was some joke about rain being God’s pee…does that make a cloud God’s fart?

I was talking with a friend, and at one point he mentioned these kids he knew in this city in Taiwan that were trying to build a church. Safe in the knowledge that probably none of you have been to Taiwan, let me assure you: Taiwan does not need more fucking churches.
There are already like 50 churches in this one city alone, Taiwan already has tons of Christians, and all the other Taiwanese don’t really give enough of a damn about religion one way or another to offer a good alternative. I could go on, but the point’s made.
This is an example of pussying out: this is not a place that fucking needs missionaries. If you want to visit Washington DC, go visit it on your own time, but for now, you’re on GOD’S TIME. So go fucking somewhere Godless! Go to freaking Iraq, Iran, North Korea, hell, go to Antarctica. Sure, you’re probably going to show up on the internet, dirty, blindfolded and in a room full of crazy terrorists pointing their guns at you while they scream something you won’t understand but sounds scary as shit and you’ll probably randomly get shot because you won’t understand “Do you have any last words, dirty infidel pig” in Arabic. But that’s so much more effective than going to Washington DC. And everyone in DC will probably be watching you take a thousand rounds in the head like a real Christian.
No…no, if you really want to impress me, go build a church on fucking MARS. Words cannot express how God-pimp it would be to be able to say “Today I bring you God’s message…FROM MARS!! GOD RULES!!..amen.”

people are stupid. they lie to themselves about the stupidest things in the world and make worlds of trouble for themselves.

So a few blots of brilliance I pulled out of a magical old thing I’d written a very long time ago.

I once had a dream about eating a very, very delicious green bean. The thing is, I’d forgotten about this dream. But reading about it suddenly brought my memory flooding back. I was sleeping in class and somehow my gum became a green bean. I also had a dream about Russian mafioso that knew the topic lecture, active op-amps or something. So much cool stuff, and I forget that it happens almost right away -_-”

Also, so in some parts of the States (the RETARDED parts *cough*), they call soda “pop”. Imagine how stupid it’d feel going to a movie theater and ordering POPcorn and POP. Hahaha, stupid stupidheads.

that was faster than I imagined.

It’d be pretty cool if miniature thunderstorms formed whenever you brainstormed.

Less rhyme, more after finals.

So I was serious, here’s part two, complete with a new title instead of [pretend this is a cool title for now] (X you smartass >.>”)
(also, part two is weaker than part one, because part one was actually my entire idea and it was very exciting and beautiful thing.)
acid rain was actually burningly acidic. like in a movie. i’d be scared uhm..
never mind I guess.

completely random aside, does anybody know anything about the Herman Li guitar clinic thing? I think my cousin got it confused with the Dragonforce Inhuman Rampage tour XD