i don't get why everyone's so bent on being the best and first. if anything it will be a detriment a lifestyle to constantly try to outdo others. why not do things because they're what you want to do? why not be satisfied just with the experience? fer realz.

'quidditch through the ages' and 'fantastic beasts and where to find them' came in the mail today. i'm one step closer to hogwarts.

it definitely doesn't seem like the twenty-fifth of august.

a few things

hermit crabs are the least hermetic crabs i have ever met. there is nary a crab that will crawl around for you in a painted shell, trying to impress the highest bidder. that's not how i would conduct my business if i were a hermit. get your priorities straights, you friendly artistic crabs.

also, if i knew a eunuch i would take him to a testicle festival.

i hate:

seeing people who are clearly uncomfortable with who they're trying to be, yet too infatuated with an abrasive lifestyle to be themselves.

over-hyped overrated musicians.

sweltering heat.

organized religion.

but mainly the first one

lalal

i know a song's good when it talks about jesus and i still listen to it.

fuck

I can't commit myself to anything. All I want to do is sit in my room and read or watch movies all day. I think I'll be a recluse when I get older. I keep getting asked where I want to go to college, which I have no answer to. If I went overseas and studied linguistics, would I have to learn a marginally different syntax per country I study in? I don't get how people can want to be a doctor or lawyer from a young age and keep that aspiration throughout their decision-making years. Who wants to diagnose sicknesses or argue on the behalf of a stranger? I want to do something fulfilling. I could just be selfish, but why spend a life focused on monotony and money? Don't listen to me though, I'll eventually need to get medication or plead my case in court.

I had a dream last night in which I was dead, and looked back at how much I didn't have a chance to do. Scary shit.

I don't know why I'm capitalizing all of a sudden.

sooo

i've been away and just not generally interested in going on my computer as of late, which is why i haven't said anything here. not much to it.

one missive: dear inventor of the midnight snack, why have you lead me astray? there's nothing engaging or addictive about your hobby, as i have so long believed. i was recently disappointed to find that such late-night actions are not as satisfying as you claim, especially given the fact that one's recently laundered teeth become soiled and in need of further cleaning.