WARNING: Genius Typing!!!
So I've come to the realization that I am a genius. Never mind anything else, I am a genius. I have nothing to write about or anything to really say. I am writing ramblings and if you want to know what a genius sounds like when he is thinking about nothing, then you've come to the right place. I am a poet, I am a genius, and both, hand in hand, make a lethal combination. I could fool cheetahs in a game of wit. My thoughts float in the air and I grab them, put them in my pocket and people interpret it as genius. I offer anyone to challenge me to anything, whether it be a Pepsi taste challenge or a game of intellect. Please, I beg you, challenge me. I will not only meet it but also teach you a thing or two (million). See, I am also clever. It's only natural, me being the way I am. I fool my parents, friends and everyone in between. My dog looked at me as if I was going to feed him, but I didn't. I can make 150 lines in Tetris in 17 minutes and can fill out a Rubix Cube in 18. This isn't a real entry. It's one that lauds such a true work like myself. I try not to give myself too much credit, but I can't help it. I am raw, I am truth. Harvard, Yale, even Oxford have got nothing on me. Why should I even bother going to college? I think I am such a genius that I can make things fly through ESP power. I am too much of a genius. But, geniuses are misunderstood. I am taken the wrong way and am constantly misunderstood. I can't ever pick out someone who can even grasp a tinkling of understanding and someone interesting enough to hold a conversation for more than 30 seconds. I know a lot about everything. I could talk about 60s music, 70s music, 80s music, 90s music and other stuff about music and all non-music. I know of every single band on this planet. I am so with it. I can talk to animals, I'm such a genius. So, for you pricks reading this and thinking I am full of it, take warning, a genius is thinking! So there, I am here and thinking of myself. I would INSTANTLY make love to myself to make a clone. I think I should. Then every day could be good and worthwhile. Until then, every night will be the worst night...ever!