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So how are things, people?
I need to e-mail something to someone, but I can't find it, so I have to wait until Autumn calls me back...annoying.
Dude...the browser just gave me a "restore from last draft" option. Those two lines above me? I wrote them hours ago, and I exited the page soon after. That is one awesome function.
First thoughts get listed, regardless of pointlessness!
I've been suckered into helping some people out with their emerging artist performance, which kind of sucks. Two most likely things if I end up going through with it: 1) I'll get kicked out because I'm not up to par with the other guys, or 2) I'll perform awfully.
Assuming, of course, that I don't get AWESOME on the guitar in the time before the show. Looking forward to it, yea.
What is up with me? Why do I act like this? I'm not doing my work right now...I should be. No, scratch that; I should be relaxing after having done my work already.
GHP...I want to get in, but I don't feel like trying.
Music...I suck at what I do.
Art...I never get to complete any of my personal projects. I never get to even start them.
When I wake up in three hours, I'm going to ride a bike. Screw this.
I think I'm too loyal for my age. I think I'm going to grow up, get married, and think that I missed out on a lot of the fun stuff. But...the thought disgusts me. The thought of going out with someone just for physical chemistry. That bothers me.
Of course, I don't want that now..I don't want to do those things, as I said. But...I feel that in the future I'll feel left out because I didn't when I could.
But then, maybe I will, and maybe I'll regret doing it for a long, long time.
I don't like calling myself Catholic...it doesn't fit. What do you call it when you know that you go along with religious stuff just because you were raised that way.
Sure, some things I actually do believe for my own reasons. But what about the rest...?
Chemistry. Collide with me, make believe. Release the heat, make it new. Uranium and iodine, you and I, defy conservation. Brand new energy, love.
What the...
I'm too tired to be writing stuff. This is trippy, man.
My sleep patterns are going to be so screwed up on Monday.
I need to e-mail something to someone, but I can't find it, so I have to wait until Autumn calls me back...annoying.
Dude...the browser just gave me a "restore from last draft" option. Those two lines above me? I wrote them hours ago, and I exited the page soon after. That is one awesome function.
First thoughts get listed, regardless of pointlessness!
I've been suckered into helping some people out with their emerging artist performance, which kind of sucks. Two most likely things if I end up going through with it: 1) I'll get kicked out because I'm not up to par with the other guys, or 2) I'll perform awfully.
Assuming, of course, that I don't get AWESOME on the guitar in the time before the show. Looking forward to it, yea.
What is up with me? Why do I act like this? I'm not doing my work right now...I should be. No, scratch that; I should be relaxing after having done my work already.
GHP...I want to get in, but I don't feel like trying.
Music...I suck at what I do.
Art...I never get to complete any of my personal projects. I never get to even start them.
When I wake up in three hours, I'm going to ride a bike. Screw this.
I think I'm too loyal for my age. I think I'm going to grow up, get married, and think that I missed out on a lot of the fun stuff. But...the thought disgusts me. The thought of going out with someone just for physical chemistry. That bothers me.
Of course, I don't want that now..I don't want to do those things, as I said. But...I feel that in the future I'll feel left out because I didn't when I could.
But then, maybe I will, and maybe I'll regret doing it for a long, long time.
I don't like calling myself Catholic...it doesn't fit. What do you call it when you know that you go along with religious stuff just because you were raised that way.
Sure, some things I actually do believe for my own reasons. But what about the rest...?
Chemistry. Collide with me, make believe. Release the heat, make it new. Uranium and iodine, you and I, defy conservation. Brand new energy, love.
What the...
I'm too tired to be writing stuff. This is trippy, man.
My sleep patterns are going to be so screwed up on Monday.