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Okay, today I was at the last Cabarian meeting.
It was fun. Actually, it was very funny.
We started from a brunch at Gal’s place, and from there we went to a small park, took some group photos and then we just had fun with some riding bicycles, some sitting and hearing music (Ailail, the most dark “darkness” girl), and sitting, and climbing on a tree.
I was one of the climbers, I was probably the most curious one, I tested the limits when I was on it; I tested the tree’s limit and my own limit; I climbed for a very high spot, it was like forty minutes or so of fun, and then I decided to go down (After switching a couple of places at about the same height) so I could explore another branch, I thought that I could jump; I may rewrite it so you’d understand the consequences –I thought I could jump.
I was wrong, miserably wrong, I just ended having one leg on the desired spot, one hand hanging on the first spot’s branch, and the other two flailing in the air as bits from my skin are tearing off, and I started to bleed.    It was fun.
At the exact same time, another guy fell from an electric bicycle, and he was such a whiny bitch! I mean, we clearly saw that you barely fell, and the main reason that I told him that he’s being a total pussy about it is because A, it’s true, and B, I don’t like him, he’s an asshole who thinks that it’s funny to mistreat me and say and behave in certain ways, C, I was happy and I couldn’t care less.
Anyway, Michael, Gal, Shani, Yael, Ben, and me had a water-balloon fight; it started from Michael throwing a balloon on me while I was with my bicycle.

It was a good day, but right now I’m being rather serious (and maybe a bit of melancholic?) because I’m reading a bit about the Satanic bible, and look, it’s by mere interest, I don’t believe in a rejected angel that is tired of the games of god and the angels and thinks that it’s ridiculous. (Whispers: Patch-Jab-Patch-Jab!)
I don’t believe in such being, but I do believe in ideas (when I think about ideas I visualize balloons, actually, it’s more like floating jellyfish, because it’s very jelly-like and very watery and puncture-able at the same time), and the ideas that this specific book has intrigue me, you cannot believe how amusing it is that all the people who go against this “Satan” and “Hell” things teach and work by most things that are written there, and some is even better, written there in not in their book, these rules are my basic life rules (through not thinking about religion but defines as myself as a Jew [I still consider myself as one sometimes, just because of that specific area and things that I understand] to the I’m an atheist, I’m going to learn about the bible next year, a friend of mine complains that we’re going to study about evolution as she thinks it’s not true, I’m going to enjoy next year), just with more things I should consider.
If you’re interested just go for the website here (www.thesatanicbiblefree.com), I’m now at the nine satanic statements, I was previously at the sins.

I’m in Reddit, the title is “It must really suck to be an Atheist named ‘Christian’.” Nice comments.

Okay, it might be just me, but I never called the head-covers of different beliefs’ “veils”, as that when I usually say veil, I think about the bridal ones, since we have two different words, one sounds like a variation of poison, and one has a magical and divine, which now gives me a whole another conspiracy world to operate.

I simmed for quite a while, I’m going to bed, I hope that my weird wound’s scar tissue will heal nicely, because now there’s weird glossy and dirty brown tissue.
Oh well.