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Name: Douglas
Birthday: 9/25/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Food, games, sleep, woman(s), friends, games, food, WoW, CS, Monty Python, 80's music, strange foreign music, food.
Yup, that pretty much sums it up.
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6/2/2004
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| Update from Jamie's house. Yay rhymes with gay.
So I'm like really like totally like excited about college like in the valley, like, you know? It's like gonna totally like be totally like awesome, like, you know? Like, k.
Seriously, though, college should be a lot of fun, even though I'mma be far from Sami :*(, but it'll be alright. =D
I'm really happy I picked biology over Computer Sciences, even though I'm going with that for my minor, mostly because I think biology will be more fulfilling and less stressful. My dad is a techie, and he still kinda enjoys his job of building, setting up, and fixing computer shaith, he seems really tired of it sometimes, and I don't wanna end up like that. Technology keeps changing, and the people who work with it have to keep up. The world (biology now, keep focus) keeps changing, but basic principles won't, unless someone finally disproves gravity or something. It's just something I've always loved and isn't frustrating or unfulfilling to me.
Twas a good party at Julie's tonight, really... jammin'. AWW AREN'T KEVIN AND JULIE SO CUTE TOGETHER?!@#!@# AWWWWERWERSZ0R. You have pie? Yes.
Typey typey typey. I applied for Brunswick Zone today, and I think the lady was sorta impressed with me, even though I was dressed really nasty casual cos I didn't know it would be an interview type thing, just thought it was gonna be applications. Peh.
Late as in the late Dent Arthur Dent.
I shall end with this statement: The ring just wants to RAVE! | | |
| Okay, well I don't know whether it was my finishing of Nineteen
Eighty-Four, always having multiple people you can talk to about
anything, or Earth, Wind & Fire, or whatever the hell else is
subconsciously manipulating me, but I've been thinking and writing a
LOT lately. I filled up maybe five pages just of though, because I've
found that I lose great ideas if I don't write them down. And then
again, if I do write what I think are great ideas down, sometimes they
backfire (luckily without anyone having seen them) and I realize
they're not so great.
Regardless, I have been writing. Two or so pages
were about the freewill debate from Niebling's class last year.
In the latter example of backfire, I reasoned that the mere thought and
debate over freewill grants freewill.
Basically, I saw two groups: those who believe
freewill (whether through religionally, stubborness, or fear, it
doesn't matter, the group still exists; and those who do not, seeing
evidence in their every move that something made them do it. Why'd they
throw out the trash? Mom told them to; why'd mom tell them to? It
smells bad. Why does it smell bad? Well that's a natural thing, though
it varies from person to person.
The basis of the freewilling people lies in one or
more of three areas. Through religion, the Bible states that God gives
humans freewill. This proves nothing and cannot be argued for or
against. The stubborness to argue can stem from fear, or because the
arguer is 16 and immature. Fear plays a bigger factor in that of the
Matrix. People can generally not stand the thought of not being in
control of their life. This can be used by both parties; freewillers
stating that they can decide to do or not to do any action at any time,
while non-freewillers stating that there is truly only one option
available, despite however many false ones may occur to the mind.
In this I find a moot point. One cannot perfectly
predict actions, and therefore personalities and expectations are left
to the past. So, how do people act out of their own character? Perhaps
it is in their character to act out of character, their entire
character being a nonexistance. If the person has no predictable
character, if the person can be outrageously obnoxious one moment and
then preach for peace the next, how can there be no more than one
option for action? If you chose freewill, why didn't you choose
unfreewill? From there I draw my thought:
that the conscious choice of freewill or un- determines that it exists.
"Fate is just the weight of circumstances." - Roll the Bones, Rush
This is how I've been writing my thoughts down.
Mostly questions, really, with my hypotheses written in
occasionally. It's very confusing, even to me. They're
mostly scribbles because I think of something, begin writing it down,
and before I'm done, I've moved on already.
It's been a pretty good week. First time I've had a
valentine on Valentine's Day. I got a heart-shaped brownie and of
course all the happiness that can radiate from a smile. Didn't get her
anything, but she didn't want anything. And what more could I ask for?
She plays video games, and avidly I might add, bakes me awesome
brownies, and could sell her mindless doodles for more than I make in a
month. <3 <3 <3 Sami.
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Digdug
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| WAR IS PEACE
FREEDOM IS SLAVERY
IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH
FREEZE, REBEL SCUM!
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| ran·dom
adj.
- Having no specific pattern, purpose, or objective: random movements. See Synonyms at chance.
- Mathematics & Statistics. Of or relating to a type of circumstance or event that is described by a probability distribution.
- Of or relating to an event in which all outcomes are equally
likely, as in the testing of a blood sample for the presence of a
substance.
NO. NEITHER YOU, NOR ANYTHING YOU THINK IS RANDOM, IS RANDOM. STFU WITH THE RANDOM.
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