Jan 13, 2005 21:03
You know, after despising overused sayings or emotions in an attempt to be original and to creatively express yourself, you come to a point in your life where you realize people are not intentionally trying to be cliche... There's just no avoiding it; there's not enough ways to express thoughts. So I have to argue that some things people accuse of being cliche are simply words that are easy to relate to or ideas you were thinking yourself.
Deal with it.
And don't ever compare a crappy band to a band of pure gods.
Or I will hunt you down.
People shouldn't feel like they have to compare their favorite band to another band in order to raise them up. They should be extraordinary on their own without the comparison. Stupid people.
Why can't you actually slap sense into them? I'd slap a lot of people, I tell you.
It's been awhile since I have been around someone I was embarassed to be with. It happened today with some stupid girl in my engineering program. I don't know during which part of my time of working on a webpage with her did I decide I wanted to run away. Maybe it was between her overusage of high school stereotype words combined with slang people used for a week and decided it was uncool. Poser! He's so emo! You look like a rocker! Man I hate preps. Sophisticated funk! Am I a scary person? (when you have to ask something like that...)
PLUS she kept pulling up her myspace account and showing me pictures of these guys she barely knew (she seemed kinda stalkerish) and saying how cute they were and stroking the computer screen. I felt like I flashedback to seventh grade. Then she put these weird guys on our webpage, along with lyrics to crappy songs played by douchebag guys with acoustic guitars (john mayer, gavin degraw, some other dumbasses) AND she put random shit on it that were inside jokes with herself alone.
What the hell!!!! People like that should die.
Enough of that.
My day was okay. I got a present for my dad. Its one of those expensive pillows that contours to your head shape. Plus Brandon helped me pick him out some cigars the other day. Tomorrow we take him out to dinner for his birthday.
Today, I applied at Freedom center. A girl at engineering (not the scary one) told me that I would get paid like 10$ an hour because of my many seasons of experience. Tightness.
To sum today up: Lots of people are stupid, and I am tired.