sucks to be you.

Hello people.

RIght now, I'm currently researching on an essay which is about the Holocaust, and it is a very morbid thing to be doing. But I must say, that I'm doing hebrew and Jewish studies partly because of the Holocaust.

I remember when I went to Israel, we visited a Holocaust Museum, I cannot remember where, but they planted a significant number of trees around the area. One tree to signify something, I can't really remember what. And we went to this part of the museum, that was totally dark, except for the light coming from candles. just a few, but it seemed like there were hundreds of them because of the mirrors. and they also had this eerie music playing in the background. the kind that gets to you, that wrenches your heart, that just makes you sick inside out. and as i walked, i was suddenly faced with pictures of children's faces. everywhere i looked would be a photograph of a child. those eyes, that reek of innocence, and the expressions of their faces that literally make you heart sink as you think about what happened to them.

Jesus, how could that have happened.

please people, asking him how could HE have let that happened isn't the right question.

But anyway, I didn't blog just for the sake of blogging. Although it kinda feels like it now because I can't actually be bothered to write ANYMORE!

I dunwan to grow up......*whine whine whine*

okay somebody slap me.

oh, and if i dunno who you are, then too bad.

*sucks to be you.. hahahaha man i love that phrase. oopsie.