The truth is, when I’m alone at home, I skip around singing and dancing to Disney songs, like I’m a character in one of the animated movies, and it’s really fun.
All religions are branches of one big tree. It doesn’t matter what you call Him just as long as you call.
Someone I know sees me.
I see them see me see them.
Great now I have to actually talk to them.
#awks
Having strange dreams. Need Joseph the Dreamer to make sense of them.
I saw the ice cream man yesterday.
He came and parked his van right outside my house.
Only I didn’t have any ice cream.
This is what happens when you break rule no 7.
You don’t feel like eating ice cream.
The truth is like a lion. You don’t have to defend it. Let it loose. It will defend itself.
(Source: torrid-wind)
Teacher: Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.
Sam: And if wit were sh*t you’d be constipated.
Being Spontaneous Ain’t Always Great.
Leeds or Doncaster?
I choose Doncaster because I’ve not been there yet. I’ve been past Doncaster train station many times and noticed there was Gurdwara so I thought I’d pay a visit. I get to Doncaster and ask for directions, it’s not as straight forward to get to my destination as it seems, and I get completely lost. I wander around and head back to the train station, I ask a taxi driver for directions, these are much clearer. I start walking along and finally get to Cherry Tree Road. Doesn’t look like there’s a Gurdwara here, but I continue to walk along. And I keep walking. Then finally I see a Nishan Sahib. I speed up my walking and see finally reach the Gurdwara. Vaheguru! The gates are closed. Locked. No one’s there.
Okay that’s cool I’ll just walk back. Have a look around the shopping centre. But there’s not much there…
Conclusion: Never go to Doncaster. Always go to Leeds.
Saw so many Sikhs this weekend in York it was crazy, like 4! :O
There’s a couple of Sardars who work at uni. They’re the only Sikhs I’ve seen here. And today I was walking home and one of them drove past. And I smiled. And he nodded. And I smiled more. There must be a couple of Sikh families in York, or maybe they’re from Leeds. Hmmm.
A friend tells me:
Philosophy grounds all subjects. As soon as philosophy becomes useful it becomes a science and is no longer philosophy. Maths is the purest form of science. Maths leads to physics, to chemistry.
So Philosophy is pretty much useless.
What to do.
Tardis anyone?