I'm so very sorry for going away without warning. It is the end of the semester and I am trying to make one final effort to succeed. I will get to your responses shortly - I thank you for your patience and your friendship.
Even characters of fiction and fantasy must take away precious time from their beloved hobbies to pursue advancements in higher education. In keeping with this spirit, I too will endeavor to study my fucking ass off during the next few days ^^ Therefore, some of my responses may be delayed. Although my talents nonexistent, my ideas inconsistent and my prose need inspection, I hope you do look forward to my semi-well-thought out responses! I am still progressing thanks to your benevolence, guidance, and patience. You know who you are
Do you remember back in those halcyon days of middle school and high school when you used to pass notes? I'll avoid the use of metaphors and flowery language to describe how the teacher saw nothing and how we, being the little devils we were, got away with so much. Anyways, do you remember that feeling just before opening a folded sheet passed down from hand to hand until it finally reached you? It always amazed me how that folded piece of paper could hold anything. Maybe it had the answers the homework, a drawing of a penis, a caricature of the teacher...or perhaps a confession from someone you've had your eye on for quite some time.
I always savored this moment of excitement, anticipation, and surprise. Right at that moment before opening up that folded piece of paper, you were king of the world. The possibilities were endless. Your fingers trembled and the corner of your lip slightly curled up into a smile. Your heart pounded as you looked back at the girl staring right past your head with a nervous smile and blushing rose cheeks. You opened the first flap of the folded paper and you saw...you saw the words: "PASS TO" followed by the name of the person sitting behind you -__- Psh, fucking disappointing huh? This is why I say emotions are crap and should be dealt with accordingly. A lifestyle of control and restraint is best to remedy such needless passions!
So if you didn't already know, there are a bunch of Ugandan kiddies getting kidnapped and killed by this boss named Joseph Kony. The majority of this crap already happened a while ago. ANYWAYS, some privileged white yuppie fellow who has nothing better to do than help black people decided to start a viral video campaign called KONY 2012 to make Kony famous and get his sweet African ass arrested.
It's cute to see the white man trying to redeem himself and the sins of his ancestors by helping black people. However, this wasn't what the video was actually doing (contrary to its claims). It was apparently some mass propaganda campaign to steal our money. It was a SCAM. Most of the money raised is used to fund Ugandan military and other things which progress the political aims of rich faggots.
The thing I found most disgusting about this entire affair was how people kept posting the video all over facebook. I mean seriously, all over it. Bastards, whores, masturbators, sinners, faggots, idiots, and all shared the video and wrote a compassionate sentence or two about the kiddies. By watching a 30 minute video, they became instant social activists -_- It's nice trying to do something to change the world (lol) but it's retarded to show fake passion and care for something just because it's popular. This scam fed off of this human weakness and exposed it. Now that the fact that this entire thing was a scam is coming to light, people who defended the video only hours ago are now barraging people who "fell for the scam" with insults. Hypocrisy at its worse. Stupid people. Stop clinging onto and going with whatever is stylish. It's annoying.
What's my position on all this? In order to fully investigate the situation I went to Uganda myself. I interviewed several children there and contrary to popular belief, they WANTED to join the army! Just look at the photograph below.
Who are we to stop their dreams? I even interviewed Joseph Kony himself and he didn't seem phased at all by the fact that America was after him. In fact, he seemed confident as hell:
Yeah, stop pretending to have feelings for stuff you don't care about you fake pretentious fucks.