I felt like this once. My God. Anyone who's been there knows.
10/31/10
Hang With Me
Robyn, I'm so jealous that one of my best friends and her cousin are going to see Robyn without me. Those adorable assholes.
I'm taking some time out of my hectic schedule to explore new music (which I desperately needed to do).
Skimming through Robyn songs, I came across this marvelous work of melody. The song is called "Hang With Me," and oddly, fits directly in line with my thoughts at the moment.
If you have any questions, my only answer is this:
The line that separates simple and complex is a frail one; Let's keep it simple.
I'm taking some time out of my hectic schedule to explore new music (which I desperately needed to do).
Skimming through Robyn songs, I came across this marvelous work of melody. The song is called "Hang With Me," and oddly, fits directly in line with my thoughts at the moment.
If you have any questions, my only answer is this:
The line that separates simple and complex is a frail one; Let's keep it simple.
10/26/10
10/21/10
10/17/10
What Goes Up...
...must ALWAYS come crashing down.
And now, we're back to the same ol', same ol'.
But seriously! C'mon, life! Give me a chance! Let me give myself a chance, man!
Everyone tells me their grand stories, and what do I tell them?
"Oh, nothing's going on in my mundane life. In fact, you probably stole all of the excitement that's supposed to be in mine!"
Not to say that nothing exciting is going on my life, it's just that I expected, as a 21 year old, to be living it up a little more?
A part of me feels that those days are near and these days filled with routine, relaxation and calm should be appreciated...maybe I should be grateful that I'm (at the very least) not fighting a war, or I'm not forced to work in a factory for 7 cents a day.
Yes, I should be grateful that I'm in school, have friends, have a family, etc, etc.
Okay, I've given myself a chance, I think.
And now, we're back to the same ol', same ol'.
But seriously! C'mon, life! Give me a chance! Let me give myself a chance, man!
Everyone tells me their grand stories, and what do I tell them?
"Oh, nothing's going on in my mundane life. In fact, you probably stole all of the excitement that's supposed to be in mine!"
Not to say that nothing exciting is going on my life, it's just that I expected, as a 21 year old, to be living it up a little more?
A part of me feels that those days are near and these days filled with routine, relaxation and calm should be appreciated...maybe I should be grateful that I'm (at the very least) not fighting a war, or I'm not forced to work in a factory for 7 cents a day.
Yes, I should be grateful that I'm in school, have friends, have a family, etc, etc.
Okay, I've given myself a chance, I think.
10/14/10
Estrogen Vent
Yeah, venting right now.
Question: Why are girls so fucking annoying?
You'd think I'd be able to handle the raging estrogen attacks these stupid girls experience, but no - sadly, I'm still learning.
Question: Why do certain persons keep annoying me?
At this point, I do a lot to keep myself from hating you. Daily. I - literally - wake up in the morning, remember I dislike you (heavily) and abruptly cease my thinking, all with hopes of creating some peace within my moral mind.
Question: Why is it that you are in my life?
Oh, right. It's not MY life you're in, but somehow, you seem to weezle your way into the depths of my worst being.
Can I dissect you, like, out of my brain?
Can I 'Sunshine-of-the-Spotless-Mind' you out of my world?
'Cause that'd be great.
10/10/10
Memory Lane
Bear with me, ya'll. My blackberry (while still a smartphone) is the OLD version of the blackberry bold. I need the new version, ASAP. This, by the way, is a picture I took with my OLD blackberry bold. It's not that bad, but I still want the new one.
ANYWAY, if you're wondering why Mickey and Minny (?) - sorry, MINNIE mouse are dry-humping each other in the picture above (that I took with my OLD blackberry bold), it's because their dry-humping is relevant to this blog; rather, the cover of the note-book they're dry-humping each other on is relevant to this blog.
THIS, everyone, is my diary.
I, like many other troglodytic (here's a link to the definition: http://bit.ly/bpbIj5) children, kept a diary for all the same reasons you possibly did: To write about suppressed puppy-love, which soon turned into a channel in which I would dispel an unhealthy amount of disdain for my life and the people in it, and eventually, stopped me from killing people...That being said, I went through it today. I'd like to take this moment to remind myself of my loser-ism - okay.
Here's a taste of more to come:
Sorry, guys, can't find anything suitable, as of yet. I will, however, take the time took look through this annoying book and find you all something to laugh at.
The End.
10/6/10
Tips for a Better Life!
10/2/10
Creep-Creepin'
I must say, this was one of the cutest asian couples I've ever seen in my life; They held each other for my entire train ride (20 minutes, or so) - mind you, I met them sleeping like that when I got on. My friend and I shared a GREAT laugh for about half of that ride.
He also looks like this guy I know.
The guy I'm talking about also looks like an Avatar.
Like, this Avatar:You go, boy! Hold your woman! Don't ever let go!
...Jack.
Did you get that?
No?
...Titanic?
Oh, whatever.
He also looks like this guy I know.
The guy I'm talking about also looks like an Avatar.
Like, this Avatar:You go, boy! Hold your woman! Don't ever let go!
...Jack.
Did you get that?
No?
...Titanic?
Oh, whatever.
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