Hello, yet again, world. Although you may frown at me blogging n' all, but that's not stopping me, now is it?
Lots of stuff has happened . . . A lot. I bought a pair of sweats. On that note, I've never actually worn sweats before, let alone have owned a pair.
Simply put,
THEY ARE A DREAM.
It's like walking naked, but with some strange warm cloud hovering around your legs. It's pretty awesome. Along with that, I also bought a pretty killer Jimi Hendrix shirt that displays the legend's face on the front. It's shveet. There's only one problem with it; everyone thinks the the face of Jimi Hendrix is Bob Marley. People I know will come up with a "confident" look on their face and then continue to express how my Bob Marley shirt is "pretty sick."
Come on, people! For real? Bob Marley is a drug addict that believes in world peace and legalized marijuana use, whereas Jimi Hendrix is a LEGENDARY guitarist of unimaginable talent. There's a difference. Just because they're both black doesn't mean that they're the same person. Geez.
I feel like the world is all of the sudden falling upon me. I was comfortable living in my own ignorant world that existed around my friends and I, but somehow the world got in and started to grab them. I have former friends of whom I've learned have already "done it." I hear of people being gay and still "doing it." I hear of people doing drugs. It's sorta freaking me out. I thought that kind of stuff would have left me and the people I know alone, but apparently not. I really should have been ready for this, I suppose. I could see all of the things happening in the world, and I could sympathize and understand, but you don't really know what it feels like until it starts to come in contact with you. It's weird.
I had an absolutely fantastic time with a best friend of mine last Saturday. We spent the day at the mall, going to the Disney store repeatedly and others. She had to buy new perfume, for her personal perfume was lacking in the bottle, so we both became her perfume experiments. She was spraying all over me and her, and soon enough we were covered in all sorts of pleasant and unpleasant scents and such. I had a few that were pretty great, so I didn't mind them radiating their sweetness into the air around me, but yet there were those that felt like they belonged in my toilet, not on me. We also ate pretzels and went to Coldstone and listened to loads of music. AND! I got a Jack Skellington mug. Jack Skellington is the coolest.
Wow . . . It was really one of the greatest days of my life.
So, my friend, you know who you are, thank you.
Basically, I love mah friends. That's the end. My friends are the bomb shiz.
Also, good news that really no one cares about, I GOT 100 ON MY CALCULUS FINAL. It brought my B+ up to an A. Yeah. Good times.
Geez ladies. I haven't been asked to preference yet. What is this? I thought I was much more attractive then this, but whatevs. Oh well. If I don't get asked, I suppose I can wallow in the misery of my self-pity.
Woooooo. Life is swell, you guys. Sure, I have some pretty bad problems and whatevs, but that's part of living, right? If anything, I always want to have a problem, some sort of issue. A perfect life just wouldn't feel right, y'know?
Let me just say that I love helping people. So if any of you have any problem at all, I can always talk. And I'm not joking. Please, I don't want anyone to go through any sort of pain alone, because that is positively the worst feeling in all of existence.
We were meant to be with eachother.
And please, look up this song and listen to it.
It's beautiful
Wait For Me
By Shiny Toy Guns
It's like everything turns into a dream
A dream without an end
I can't remember what happened
I just remember you
And how you made me laugh out loud
When you decided to go,
I wish I could have gone with you
I don't like it here anymore
And I don't like being alone
And when I cry,
Who's going to make it okay?
When I fall, who's going to carry me?
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