BORING. actually watching Dance of Passion now but then cannot watch 24/7 if not will get sick of watching movies right? so blogging for the second time today to distract myself ((: okay anyway tomorrow im gonna have extra tennis lessons!!! <3333> me:*heavily exaggerated man*
vana:*i assume the exaggeration is used to emphasize on how right i am*
me:*ahem, the exageration is in actual fact, supposed to enhance how ironic your presumption of yourself was*
vana:*still assumes self-righteousness and ignores dous' dishonesty*
me:*my dishonesty is honest in the eyes of logic while vana's self-righteousness is actually self-introduced*
vana:*i believe im always right, and dous is blabbering yet again.. my self-righteousness is self-introduced, but recognised by others*
me:*self-righteousness is only recognised by the beholder, yet blabbering can be of some reasoning worth listening to*
vana:*the correct definition of blabbering, im afraid, is not known by dous. and my self-righteousness, ma'am dou, im very sure, exists!*
me:*my dear ms vana, perhaps you should consider that blabbering can be of significant importance sometimes, when it is uttered with logical thinking and analysis, and please if you will so kindly, accept the fact the self-righteousness exist, but ONLY in the mind of the one who invented it*
vana:*ive sighed a thousand times, reading your words with incredulosity. but i'm so afraid to let you know, my dear ms dous.. your words are none other than sillyness, and i shall let the truth be known to you. your blabbering contains not a taint of logic, and i speak with my righteousness i so proudly tell you of."
me:*your righteousness is so as you speak, but it is to be held proudly in you, not to others. my blabbering may not harbour a single shred of logic, but that's for you to say in all your wordly honour which i still fail to notice *
vana:*i understand your feelings, dous. that you fail to notice the right, and distinguish it from the wrong. you are forgiven, of course, but one thing i must do is tell so ever so strong and firmly : your blabbering harboured not a shred of logic, for me to say and for others as well*
me:*my dear sweet vana, i presume you do not understand, that what i tell you is with a heavy heart. Self-righteousness is expected to be beholded so rightly in all its glory, yet only when it is deemed fit. i hate to argue with you over such a negligent matter, yet i must withhold my insistence and say: logic can exist in several forms, nonetheless which includes blabbering*
vana:*i thank you for your warm greeting. i've lived for long, and know a lot. too much, probably? for i do know, that the self-righteousness beholded by me, although said by thou that is not fit for me, i do have, within me. i do admit as you have done, that i do not enjoy arguing with you over such a meagre matter like this. but like you do, i have also to insist, that blabbering holds just no logic, and in your case as you had blabbered before, your blabbering contains not a bit of logic*
me:*pardon me, oh ms vana, i know that i am still not as wise as yourself, but there's one thing that my humble self can be sure of, is that self-righteousness is always ever present in one, yet whether it is brought to the surface depends on one's ability and willingness to do so, and as for regard to the matter of me blabbering, i do wonder if you are pointedly not acknowledging it?*
me:*why ms vana, do you not see, acknowledge the fact that blabbering of thee is indeed filled with hard-hitting logic?*
vana:*i pardon you of course, ms dous. when do i never? well that you have said, exactly, is the reason why i am so sure of the self-righteousness that i behold. i have the ability, i humbly tell you, and a great willingness as well. so now, you can be sure, cant you, that i do have self-righteousness? as for the blabbering, i tell you solemnly.. blabbering can never, contain a thread of logic*
