META-COMMENTARY
Did you see what I just did there? I posted my current musical selection under my entry! I don't think I've done that in about three years. When I started this journal I did it all the time, and I would almost always carefully handpick the song to create some kind of impression or cultivate an elaborate ideal-character for myself based on a very limited slice of my musical tastes. Then sometimes I just actually wrote the song I happened to be listening to at the moment, like I did this time.
Actually, I can't really hear the song I'm supposedly listening to at the moment because I'm in a sort of lounge area that's open 24 hours a day where they also blare hip-hop 24 hours a day (really, this is true; I have been here at four in the morning in a brutally sleep-deprived state and "I Be on that Kryptonite" is still farting out of the speakers like a noxious, odorless gas, punishing all listeners in audible range. There is no way to turn it off, it is simply something we all have to learn how to deal with, like diabetes). So I guess that the current music I'm listening to is actually some offensively mediocre rap song. The chorus goes:
SHAWTY WHAT'S YOUR NAME YOUR NAME
SHAWTY WHAT'S YOUR SIGN YOUR SIGN
SHAWTY WHERE YOU GOING- WHERE YOU GOING
I will leave you to discern who the hell is responsible for this song. The point is, we can all agree posting your current music is to be commended, though often abused as a means of self-ego-boosting for those individuals who are committed to their musical selection as a commentary on their inner souls.
Warning: not eating or sleeping sufficiently makes you stupid. IT MAKES YOUR BRAIN STUPID. This would be a better chorus for a song than the tired shawty this-and-that routine:
SHAWTY YOU IS STUPID
SHAWTY'S BRAIN IS STUPID
SHAWTY NEXT TIME GO TO BED EARLIER
SHAWTY EAT GREEN VEGETABLES THEY ARE HIGH IN POTASSIUM YOUR BRAIN NEEDS THAT TO BE SMART
and so forth. Anyway, think about, R.Kelly!
Actually, I can't really hear the song I'm supposedly listening to at the moment because I'm in a sort of lounge area that's open 24 hours a day where they also blare hip-hop 24 hours a day (really, this is true; I have been here at four in the morning in a brutally sleep-deprived state and "I Be on that Kryptonite" is still farting out of the speakers like a noxious, odorless gas, punishing all listeners in audible range. There is no way to turn it off, it is simply something we all have to learn how to deal with, like diabetes). So I guess that the current music I'm listening to is actually some offensively mediocre rap song. The chorus goes:
SHAWTY WHAT'S YOUR NAME YOUR NAME
SHAWTY WHAT'S YOUR SIGN YOUR SIGN
SHAWTY WHERE YOU GOING- WHERE YOU GOING
I will leave you to discern who the hell is responsible for this song. The point is, we can all agree posting your current music is to be commended, though often abused as a means of self-ego-boosting for those individuals who are committed to their musical selection as a commentary on their inner souls.
Warning: not eating or sleeping sufficiently makes you stupid. IT MAKES YOUR BRAIN STUPID. This would be a better chorus for a song than the tired shawty this-and-that routine:
SHAWTY YOU IS STUPID
SHAWTY'S BRAIN IS STUPID
SHAWTY NEXT TIME GO TO BED EARLIER
SHAWTY EAT GREEN VEGETABLES THEY ARE HIGH IN POTASSIUM YOUR BRAIN NEEDS THAT TO BE SMART
and so forth. Anyway, think about, R.Kelly!