highlander
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I came in here, and people are talking about ****ing people with rakes and cake. I love you guys.
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm not very good
At writing haikus.
Hahaha, so awesome.Anyone else see this?
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I'm watching Dumb & Dumber again. I'm using it as one of my comfort movies/shows. Things I watch that make me feel happy for the time I'm watching them, like I'm in a better place. I know, it sounds weird, but when you don't have any friends like me, with a striking inability to get the courage to go and make friends, this is what I have.
I used That 70's Show for a long time for this purpose.
I looked at your profile. You have 109 Friends, some of which are probably close friends.
If you live online, you will have online friends.
lol...
Anyways, it's not a pity fest, it's just reality.
I have to get something to eat and get to sleep, but it bothers me when people say stuff like that. It's exactly the opposite way to make friends.
I noticed Que-ever hasn't been around lately, which I'm kinda bummed about. I guess Pesmerga is working a lot or something.
I already said I have a severe inability to gather the courage to go out and make friends dude...
Do you need courage to talk to other humans?
I have to work myself up usually, the rare times I do leave the house these days. I know it's really pathetic, but the only times I've left the house the past year was to go to my uncles house for family gatherings which is a relatively regular occurrence every couple weeks.
I have to work myself up usually, the rare times I do leave the house these days. I know it's really pathetic, but the only times I've left the house the past year was to go to my uncles house for family gatherings which is a relatively regular occurrence every couple weeks.
I'm back from a week at the beach!
Is it bad that I'm rooting for the Germans when I watch Band of Brothers?
Well, here's my reasoning.Yeah.
Though, not necessarily always the case, depending on the group they're fighting against. Not all the soldiers were Nazi's, not by a long shot. Some people have that misconception and I will never understand it.
But really, that series is good for displaying a lot of complicated depth of emotions and I wouldn't feel bad sometimes if you root for the Germans, but I always rooted for the Americans, because well... I am American and you have to remember that in World War II, we didn't start the war and we were one of the many nations of good guys in the war. If you rooted for the German and the Germans won... Hitler would win!
Though I'm sure that doesn't bother you that much since you're from Sweden and you're undoubtedly one of the Chosen People he had in mind due to your ethnicity. But the rest of us, we'd of been ****ed! lol
This will be the most memorable Christmas I've ever spent or likely to spend: since about tea time yesterday I don't think theres been a shot fired on either side up to now. Last night turned a very clear frost moonlight night, so soon after dusk we had some decent fires going and had a few carols and songs. The Germans commenced by placing lights all along the edge of their trenches and coming over to us—wishing us a Happy Christmas etc. They also gave us a few songs etc. so we had quite a social party. Several of them can speak English very well so we had a few conversations. Some of our chaps went to over to their lines. I think theyve all come back bar one from 'E' Co. They no doubt kept him as a souvenir. In spite of our fires etc. it was terribly cold and a job to sleep between look out duties, which are two hours in every six.
First thing this morning it was very foggy. So we stood to arms a little longer than usual. A few of us that were lucky could go to Holy Communion early this morning. It was celebrated in a ruined farm about 500 yds behind us. I unfortunately couldn't go. There must be something in the spirit of Christmas as to day we are all on top of our trenches running about. Whereas other days we have to keep our heads well down. We had breakfast about 8.0 which went down alright especially some cocoa we made. We also had some of the post this morning. I had a parcel from B. G's Lace Dept containing a sweater, smokes, under clothes etc. We also had a card from the Queen, which I am sending back to you to look after please. After breakfast we had a game of football at the back of our trenches! We've had a few Germans over to see us this morning. They also sent a party over to bury a sniper we shot in the week. He was about a 100 yds from our trench. A few of our fellows went out and helped to bury him.
About 10.30 we had a short church parade the morning service etc. held in the trench. How we did sing. 'O come all ye faithful. And While shepherds watched their flocks by night' were the hymns we had. At present we are cooking our Christmas Dinner! so will finish this letter later.
Dinner is over! and well we enjoyed it. Our dinner party started off with fried bacon and dip-bread: followed by hot Xmas Pudding. I had a mascot in my piece. Next item on the menu was muscatels and almonds, oranges, bananas, chocolate etc followed by cocoa and smokes. You can guess we thought of the dinners at home. Just before dinner I had the pleasure of shaking hands with several Germans: a party of them came 1/2way over to us so several of us went out to them. I exchanged one of my balaclavas for a hat. I've also got a button off one of their tunics. We also exchanged smokes etc. and had a decent chat. They say they won't fire tomorrow if we don't so I suppose we shall get a bit of a holiday—perhaps. After exchanging autographs and them wishing us a Happy New Year we departed and came back and had our dinner.
We can hardly believe that we've been firing at them for the last week or two—it all seems so strange. At present its freezing hard and everything is covered with ice…
There are plenty of huge shell holes in front of our trenches, also pieces of shrapnel to be found. I never expected to shake hands with Germans between the firing lines on Christmas Day and I don't suppose you thought of us doing so. So after a fashion we've enjoyed? our Christmas. Hoping you spend a happy time also George Boy as well. How we thought of England during the day. Kind regards to all the neighbours. With much love from Boy.
Well, here's my reasoning.
So we have a bunch of American kids and a bunch of German kids killing eachother, right? Nothing strange here, that's how it was. But what piss me off a bit is that the death of a German soldier is just brushed off as if he was a rodent, whereas when an American dies suddenly the world stops. I realize that the series is from an American perspective, but what I miss here, as well as in nearly every Hollywood production on the matter, is that it doesn't appear like the German soldiers have any souls, like their deaths won't be grieved by their families back home, and I wish it would be made clear that they're just as much victims in the war as everyone else. Just because your commander is the biggest monster of our time doesn't mean that you deserve to die; that's a fact I wish would be mentioned more often.
(Just to make things clear, of course America did the right thing intervening in the war, and the American soldiers are indeed heroes. But tragedy struck both sides, that's what I'm talking about.)