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Saturday, 23 February 2008 @ 8:48 pm The world is evil. Damn it I'm not even kidding. It's a horrible, horrible thing to wake up one morning and realise how screwed up our world is. How little faith we have in God. First and foremost - I call myself a Christian, and I hope that I can, but honestly, I'm not worthy enough to be one. Someone told me today that until you hate everything in this world, and your parents, family, friends, everyone, everything, all that exists, all that you know, except God, and all else that is truly good, and until you see how evil everything else is, you can't go to heaven. Why hate your mother and father? Because they brought you into this world. Meaning you hate this world of sin, and the reason you're in it. Not just because they're there, because you are. I won't go as far as to say I believe him completely, because these days, I believe no one, but he's half right. Now, most things he says, I do question, but he's so right in some other ways. We don't want to know our world is evil, do we? We have everything to lose. Everyone's survived so far, why should we step aside and change things? Why should we see the world in any other way? Shouldn't we appreciate all we have? But this life is only temporary, right? True life is in heaven, that's obvious enough. I haven't read much of the Bible. I have no right to agree or disagree to anything that I haven't read. But of what I have read, I think it contradicts itself quite a bit. As for the Church, in general, they don't even follow the Bible anymore. If you were to step into, say, a Catholic church of some sort, you'd see statues of gold and stained glass windows; huge roofs inside a giant building, and a priest would come out dressed in strange robes and say weird things, and it'd be very worldly, very showy, very pompous. They've got more authority than you, and they've got fancy robes and bathe in the glory of all. Of course, it'd appeal to you. Why? Because you probably think that's better than some small, humble, simple church with no ceremony at all, but preaches life instead of death, and treats all equally. If we really followed the Bible, then the world would be fair, as well as equal, but every evil thing, every injustice is caused by the breaking of any law that God told us to keep. Obviously, no one can obey those laws 100% - obviously every person sins, simply because we are human, and all men sin and fall short of the glory of God, meaning none of us are good enough to go to heaven, and the penalty for sinning is death. And who doesn't die? You're not saved by keeping the law, you are condemned by the law. You are saved by the grace of God through Jesus Christ. You can only go to heaven through him, and if you don't believe in him fully, you can't possibly go. But that isn't to say that the law is done away with. It says in numerous places in the Bible that you have to keep the law, I will not quote the Bible here, firstly because I cannot remember much of it, and I won't randomly slap down what I understand of it here, because that wouldn't be a direct quote. He will still save those who have faith in Him, that he would save you, and if you really believe in Christ, you'd keep his laws regardless. It's there so you can have a better life here. Everything we want, we can get through the law the right way. Everything we desire, be it sex, money, fame, or whatever you want. It can all be obtained through keeping the law. We don't need to sin to get those things, like we usually do. This world can't even follow the Bible. God doesn't expect us to be perfect, but he does expect us to try to be all that we can be. This life is so limited, don't we realise that? Who can honestly say that their life is so perfect that they could want nothing more? This life is temporary. Short. Pointless. It's not even a life, really. He said, when we finally do go to heaven, if we do, we'll remember this world like you'll remember being in your mother's womb. So obviously, it has very little meaning in the whole picture. If you put it that way though, it was necessary that we were in our mother's wombs to start off with. So, I woke up this morning. And I looked at my life, and the world I live in, and it all seemed so corrupt, full of greed and worldly things. Contempt, lust, desire, and it's just getting worse. He said He already knows everybody who He's saving, before we're even born, and He has a house built for us in heaven, and everything, but there's also a possibility for people who He didn't think He'd save to be saved. He hides the truth from those who aren't His children, because He doesn't want to save them, but if you are His child, you can find the truth in the Bible, and even the whole world around us. We can find proof of God. No one else can save you like you can save yourself. I reckon I could try all my life, but I could never put down all the sin and material belongings which can't help but mean so much to me. Could I ever give up everything I had? I don't think so. I say all this and in the end, I can't do much better. That's why I fail as a Christian, as everything. I'm not anyone of importance, I will live this life and it will pass, in a few years I will no longer be remembered, no longer exist. Why do we believe in heaven, in salvation, in Jesus Christ, in eternal life? Because we can't bear to not exist. We can't imagine ourselves not being there. You might not agree with anything else I've said, but could you bear to be wiped off the face of the earth [to use a cliche] and simply not be any longer? And I'll leave you with this. Just click. Right here. Monday, 3 December 2007 @ 1:28 pm NaNoWriMo 2007 WINNER! OH YEAH. I won. =] More later, I'm at school... Tuesday, 27 November 2007 @ 6:03 pm High School Musical - World Domination I hate HSM. Honestly. I know a lot of people my age, above and below, all adore it, but I, for one, ABHOR THE WHOLE DAMN SERIES TO DEATH. DEATH. No particular reason, actually. I just do. Zac Efron is ugly. The actors all can't act. That Chad guy is good, though. But GOD. WE EVEN HAVE TO WATCH IT IN MUSIC. >.> It's taking over the world. Sorrowful. GAHHHH. By the way. Graphics are up. Click. Monday, 26 November 2007 @ 7:07 pm WELCOME TO AUSSIE-LAND! Aunt Ellen, Charlene, WELCOME TO AUSTRALIA! They've arrived! With presents! And food! And Play-Doh! So cute. Ahhh...anyhow, yeah. That's it. By the way, SOMEONE seems a little JEALOUS that SOMEONE gets a special feature, so that first SOMEONE will now get a special feature as well. Dude, you need to get over yourself. If you want someone to talk to you in 6 hours, as you requested [I think...] then BE ON. OR ELSE NO TALKY-TALKY. END OF SHORT EXPLANATION. TA-DAH. Saturday, 24 November 2007 @ 10:44 pm Huh. Now, defend yourselves if you can, but it seems as if the guys I talk to: a) Don't talk much. It's always like this - Me: Oh, and blah blah blah blah blah. Him: Yeah. b) Are optimists. c) Don't really think. d) Are complete idiots. e) Think that girls are complete idiots. f) Are obsessed with random things. g) Have rude and explicit emoticons. h) Don't even try to understand you. i) Well, I could go on forever, really... @ 5:36 pm Miracles! Amazing. Things might turn out alright after all. I'm not going to say anything, but...wow. It's unbelievable. Really unbelievable. By the way, thanks for those nice emails. I really appreciate it. I'm fine now. Kind of. I'm still in shock, of course, but the way things are turning out, it should be okay. =] Argh. Back to those stalkers. They must have no lives. I think I really hate my mum. On the bright side, my sister said I should do custom tattoo designs for people as a part-time job. Random, I know. XD @ 1:09 pm Stalkers AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. That's about all I have to say. So much for finally feeling safe-ish on the Internet. Should have known better. Friday, 23 November 2007 @ 9:39 pm Afternoon Fun with Alexandra So, every Friday arvo, Alex and I hang around in the Science Reading Room and insult each other. We had an interesting conversation. You see, she has a crush on this guy, called Dennis. I was trying to find out his last name. Alex: It's in rap songs. Kat: Uh. Most words are featured in rap songs. Yo? Fuck? Shit? Damn? Crap? Alex: It's in the last quarter of the alphabet. Kat: Uh. What's 26 divided by 4? Alex: From U to Z. Kat: Yeah, I kind of gathered. Clue? Alex: Uh. Kat: He's Chinese, right? Alex: Yeah... Kat: Okay. Ung? Vang? Veng? Ving? Vong? Vung? Alex: Not U or V. Kat: Wang? Wing? Weng? Wong? Wung? Alex: ... Kat: Xing? Xiong? Xong? Xang? AHHHH! Alex: 4 letters. Not X. Kat: Yang? Ying? Yong? Yung? Yeng? Alex: You actually mentioned it before... Kat: Zeng? Zang? Zing? Zong? Zung? Zhan? Alex: You mentioned it before! Kat: ... Alex: Starts with Y. Kat: Um. Alex: *sigh* YO. Kat: His last name is yo? LOLOMFGBBQ!!! Right.... Alex: ... Kat: That has 2 letters. *after some carefully counting* Alex: Y-E-O-H. Kat: Ah. I see. ALEXANDRA YEOH! HAHAHAHA! @ 3:36 pm Life is OVER? OMFG. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Click the title of this post. That's what's become of VirtualPlayerz, my life and my death for so long. I'm speechless. How could Lance do this? I have never felt...such a connection with a site before. All those people. My friends. My enemies. All gone. How could he do this to me? To us? To everyone? Did he realise? Did he know? Oh hell. >.> I don't think that I'll ever ever ever ever ever ever ever love a forum so much. I'm going to cry, now. This is like...the end of the world. The apocalypse. Now. Thursday, 22 November 2007 @ 6:25 pm Drama Festival, Shaman King again, and 'Other Stuff' It's coming up soon. Tomorrow, in fact, periods 3 to 6. We miss Japanese, Science and History! Huzzah. We had our dress rehearsal today. I'm a neighbour, and I also read out this letter in my supposedly 'nice, clear and you don't mumble' voice. I wear this long brown gypsy-ish skirt, with my white winter uniform shirt and a green cardigan. The colour scheme is tree-like, but everyone says I look like a mum. Or a nun. >.> Whatever. Seriously! SHAMAN KING IS AWESOME. But wayyyyy random, dude. I'm starting to sound like a try-hard somestereotypeoranother. I almost forgot how to spell it. I was like, 'Steryotype? Steyrotype? WTFBBQOMG???' Anyhow. Onto the 'Other Stuff' now! The thing is...there is no 'Other Stuff.' That's the lamest joke I've ever told. Oh, yeah! I have something to share! *waves hand in air* PICK ME, MISS! We were painting backdrops for the play, right? In the artroom, after school? Well, before that, I was in the computer room, making music on GarageBand and doing random stuff...and then I realised that my ride home, Phoebe, wasn't there. I scoured the school for her, and finally found her. I was quite livid by the time I did! Anyhow, we went into the artroom and did some backdrops. While they were wiping down the tables, I asked about what I could do. They said, "Entertain us!" So I did. I said, "How did the chicken cross the road?" "HOW?" "DON'T YOU MEAN WHY?" "Oh. Yeah." "But how did it cross the road?" I looked at them and started cackling...and thought of something rather morbid, yet strangely...THRILLLLLIINNNGGG...no, it's just lame. I said, "In a cat's mouth!" "But then it's dead, right?" "Nah, it's still a chicken. Technically, it's still crossing the road." -SILENCE- "This is turning into a philosophy lesson." And ja. That's the 'Other Stuff.' |