Sorry to disappoint any who may have expected a proper post because this isn't intended to be, only a line-long question, but, well, who knows? I have twenty minutes to kill.
What the heck is the meaning of life? Is it acceptable that one would want to, within reason, do all they can to enjoy life now before things get harder as they already are? Is there a point to life, is what I'm asking? As the proper little Christian girl, I suppose the answer is that we are to what God commands, to spread his word, and to glorify Him and all that, but - !
Just...I don't know. I've become ridiculously desensitized and I don't even know if I'm a Christian. I believe but I don't know if I commit anything, because I think I break promises sometimes. Okay, so I guess most people do, but - also, I think I'm not ready to be willing to surrender. I don't want to be prodded, either. I'm not actually not considering anything - I might be a little less stressed than I am now about this matter.
I don't know. The original question is what is the purpose of life?
Yeah. Usually, you can tell by the tone - or is it mood - screw English - whether or not I'm just...spouting stuff and ticked off at whatever. So these don't usually need to be commented on, unless you want to. Sorry I've been so negligent in blogging. Did I spell that right? I'm probably not saying the word right, which would be why I don't spell it right.
I'm hungry.
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I'm hungry too, actually. What a coinkydink. I have no idea how to spell that. It works, I guess. Um, yeah, I don't really have anything to say here. I read that last line and realized I was hungry too, and for some reason I decided to share this fact with the world....I'm done now.
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