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Dear Diary,
Is the intro/hook to that "Where'd you go, I miss you so" song by one of those half-assed rap/metal/whatever bands and some random chick REALLY similar to Ben Folds' "Brick," or am I just going crazy? (Or both?) Cause every time that song starts to play, I get tricked into thinking it's Ben Folds. But it's not. And then I just go ahead and sing "Brick" over the other lyrics, cause it's a better song and should be played more than this current thing anyway.
Oh, well.
DAMN, it's almost 3am ('day after Christmas' - HA!) and I'm STILL not in bed. And there's really no reason for me to be up. I need to get into a better sleep routine so that I can wake up when I need to for work/classes, and not be half asleep while I'm trying to get ready for the day. But I guess there's some portion of that childhood rebellion left in me which refuses to go to bed just in case something cool happens really late at night/early in the morning. My subconscious is dreadfully afraid that I'll be left out when the free pony rides and spontaneous costume parties begin. (<-This is a reference to an episode of "Growing Pains." Because I am THAT awesome.)
Hmmmm. I just reviewed what I've written so far, and (just so you don't think I'm unawarez), I realize that it's complete and utter crap. But I'm going to post it anywho, because I COULD have spent this entire time sleeping instead of doing....whatever this is. And when I see this entry in the days to come, it will remind me of how stupid my late night adventures are.
And then I will stay up all over again. Every night. Because the Shetlands are bound to show up sometime.
You just gotta believe.
Is the intro/hook to that "Where'd you go, I miss you so" song by one of those half-assed rap/metal/whatever bands and some random chick REALLY similar to Ben Folds' "Brick," or am I just going crazy? (Or both?) Cause every time that song starts to play, I get tricked into thinking it's Ben Folds. But it's not. And then I just go ahead and sing "Brick" over the other lyrics, cause it's a better song and should be played more than this current thing anyway.
Oh, well.
DAMN, it's almost 3am ('day after Christmas' - HA!) and I'm STILL not in bed. And there's really no reason for me to be up. I need to get into a better sleep routine so that I can wake up when I need to for work/classes, and not be half asleep while I'm trying to get ready for the day. But I guess there's some portion of that childhood rebellion left in me which refuses to go to bed just in case something cool happens really late at night/early in the morning. My subconscious is dreadfully afraid that I'll be left out when the free pony rides and spontaneous costume parties begin. (<-This is a reference to an episode of "Growing Pains." Because I am THAT awesome.)
Hmmmm. I just reviewed what I've written so far, and (just so you don't think I'm unawarez), I realize that it's complete and utter crap. But I'm going to post it anywho, because I COULD have spent this entire time sleeping instead of doing....whatever this is. And when I see this entry in the days to come, it will remind me of how stupid my late night adventures are.
And then I will stay up all over again. Every night. Because the Shetlands are bound to show up sometime.
You just gotta believe.