Sunday, April 24th, 2011
5:43 pm
Dear Diary,
Happy Easter. The Easter Bunny came to visit Sophie and me. I got a giant bucket-load of sweets. Kit-Kats, Hershay Kisses, Krabby Patty gummies, Smarties, Nerds, Milky Way bunnies, and of course your classic chocolate bunny. I even got some iTunes cards to buy songs. (I’ve already spent $15 worth!)
We went to Tori’s for an Easter “breakfast.” I had eggs (scrambled), bacon, donuts, and some kind of sugar-cake. It was all so delicious! Afterward, Tori, Sophie, and I played some games on their Wii.
Now, onto the main reason for this entry: Religion.
I don’t really have a religion. I do have beliefs, though. I guess it’s these beliefs that keep me from having a religion.
I’m not going to drone on and on and on about my beliefs. Why? Because they’re not really all that important. If someone had been reading my diaries, then they would surely hold the knowledge of my opinion. But, what use is that?
Really! What is the use of knowing someone? We all start off as strangers to one another.
I’m loosing my point on things.
I guess what I’m trying to say in my confusing way is that … well … umm … Do people honestly know that there’s a soul behind every pair of eyes?
Gosh, that came out all wrong. But it does sort of make sense.
Do people honestly know that there’s a soul behind every pair of eyes? That there’s real hearts behind every written words? That there’s tears for every day’s end? That there is no wrong that can be proven right?
I’m talking in obvious riddles now, aren’t I? It’s a bad habit of mine. I sometimes randomly spit out a riddle.
Have you ever seen the movie A Curious Case Of Benjamin Button? It’s an amazing movie! Such inspiration! A tale of love, sacrifice, everyday living, and so much more! I swear! And it just broke my heart when it ended. (I’m not gonna spoil the ending for anyone who hasn’t seen it!)
Love,
Alison
6:12 pm
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