So, er. Hello.
I have four minutes before Friends starts and I can once again drop into my standard watch-tv-till-my-eyes-hurt mode. Nothing good comes between 12:30 and 1 in the morning. Im trying to find the perfect song for this moment, but it seems that once again my I playlist is letting me down.
I need to stop listening to Gabriel and Dresden. I dream in beats and buildups.
My phones run out of battery. Even when its on I keep it on silent. Im one of those irritating people who never pick up their phone. And when I do, my phone just goes off. Im not a phone person ive realized, I don’t like talking about nothing for long long times.
Speaking about nothing, ive rediscovered my love for Seinfeld. It comes all the time these days. I love the fat bald guy- ive always wondered how he manages to get so many people to go out with him. Hes not just weird looking, hes just weird all round. Based on this one guy ive always thought that girls in NY have really low standards. I don’t want to go to NY for college now.
Listen to Tossing the Feathers by the Corrs. I miss those days when I would listen to them on repeat. My true loves as far as music was concerned used to be Bryan Adams, the Corrs and Alanis. I knew every song and every album by heart. I still listen to them from time to time when im bored. The Bryan Adams concert was in some ways a tribute to those days. Everyone around me was jumping like mad lunatics while I just had my hand over my mouth in sheer awe.
‘Its him, its really him!’
Song of the day- Serve the Ego by Jewel featuring Gabriel and Dresden ( I need new music and I need it now.)
I feel sometimes, like I need to be the seventeen year old that I will no longer be in two months. Sometimes, I want to say things like, ‘OOooh that guy is so HOT’ or ‘Does my ass look big in these jeans?’ Stupid things, childish things. I want to giggle not laugh. I want to paint my nails hideous colours, wear nothing but pink, tYpe likEe this LolXx* (ok I never want to do that but people my age do it) and just generally be a fool.
Why? Because I have my whole life to be bitter and sarcastic.
‘Do you like what you see
I will dance for you
And you will dance for me’
:D
I know im going to look back at this day twenty years from now when im old and ugly (and hopefully have something that resembles a life) and will go ‘if only I had gotten up my lazy ass and done something about it instead of blogging and doing nothing.’
So will I get up tomorrow and look my prettiest and make a serious attempt to act my age?
Ofcourse not.
3 comments:
oh ho, not all girls in NY colleges are like that. there is me too *shines* :D :D. just stop thinking otherwise and come here. this post was nice :)
yea... we are made into believing we're maturer than our actual age.. n sumtyms u knw one just forgets n asks.. "How old m i, anyway..? :s" -- and thn da realization hits home... n i go lyk.."Goshh.. m i really ... THAT young?" -- Pity.
ppl my age are acting 5 yrs younger than their age. n me sumwhere 5 yrs ahead..
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