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Journal

Monday, June 19, 2006

I was just writing in my journal, which is basically a blog about deeper and more personal stuff on paper, and I wrote the following.  I figured I'd share with you the personal writings of Rud. lol
Sometimes I wonder if there's more to life.  Obviously outside of the "God-big-guy-divine-plan" type deal, but sometimes the stuff that goes on inside my head its just way too weird.  I mean more, like the physical side of things.  I just went to the bathroom, and when I walked by the living room nan and pop were in there sitting down.  Few minutes later when I came out of the bathroom, they were sitting in the exact same place, and in the exact same position as they were when I went in the bathroom.  I wondered if that was just an act to fool me, and if they're actually top secret spies with the Canadian military, and they only appear here when I see them.  I bet ya while I was in the bathroom they were on their way to a top secret mission somewhere, but had to hurry back to their spot when they heard me open the door again.  I would go check on them now to make sure they're still there and not on the secret mission, but it's obvious they're gonna be there if I see them, since they don't want to blow their cover.  I used to wonder if I had some big story coming my way or something.  But pretty much all of those possibilities were crushed when I turned 18.  Seems like they tell you everything when you're 18.  That means I didn't inherit a fortune, I don't have any superpowers that I'm now ready to use, and I'm not adopted.  Guess that also means I don't have a long lost sibling.  Or a twin!  Oh the joys of being 18.
There's more, but I'll stop it there.  I think everyone's had thoughts like this some time or another.  Ahhhh..... right?

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  1. Blogger thє quєєи. | 8:35 a.m. |  

    Ah Rudy... *sigh*

    I finally feel good about being weird again. :) NOW!! If Josh thinks me & Kel are different again after seeing this, I'll have choice words to say. :P

    Gotta agree though... I've thought stuff like that before. Me & Kel had an argument once on, "If you grew up learning that a dog was called a cat, and a cat was called a dog, would you be wrong?"

    I think I won that one actually. I said no, because it would be just another name for it, same as it would be for another language right?

    But let's not go there.

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