an actual post about something...or nothing
I.....am updating.
oh...life. it's interesting. nothing ever goes as I plan. If I ran the world, things would be very different. but I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I guess we'll never know.
I've broadened my musical horizons ever so slightly, as of late. perhaps some country and some dance music are...tolerable? hmmm I'm stooping. I wish I could dance. maybe I'll learn in time for prom. just maybe.
I'm getting bored with my job, but it's still alright. I like my co-workers, which is good. it's such a routine now, I feel like a zombie sometimes. just doing the usual things, without needing any thought.
I haven't really written anything lately. I wrote a verse and a chorus, at the piano, a few weeks ago. but I'm blocking for a second verse and a bridge. it is unfinished. no inspiration. no drama. no romance. no prospects. no tears.
ok. why do guys wear pink shirts? it's becoming the biggest thing. boys hate pink. they think it's girly. however, girls think guys look hott in pink. so apparently, they must know this, otherwise they wouldn't wear it. How then, do they wear a pink shirt, and act completely oblivious to how amazing they look? entirely hypothetically, of course. haha naw, guys walk through the mall, come into my store, etc. and I'm like frigg. it's not right. so friggin' cocky. boys don't have brains sometimes. but that's not news.
oh, Jimmy Eat World. my love just grows.
Speaking of love......I'm frustrated with people's definitions of 'love'. people are retarded. they've twisted the meaning, like they twist the meaning of 'flirting'. kinda ticked. bitter even. I'm done. have a sweet exam week. I mean that sincerely.