I really shouldn’t be taking the time to write here because my brother needs to be picked up at the Check-&-Ride, but I honestly feel like I ought to because I won’t have time later. I’m not going to think about what I’m going to say, I’m just gonna go and let whatever comes out, come out…
I went to the Battle of the Bands my college was sponsoring today and it was… interesting, to say the least. There were a lot of pretty people in there. All male. My friend Rob came up to me and asked if I would be playing today. In fact, he wasn’t the only one. That made me feel really good. Because they were all hoping I was.
“Guys, I’m not a band. I’m just one person.”
“Yeah, ok, whatever…”
Anyways, much thanks to all who wished to see me up there today. Now I kinda wish I had been.
You should all know that I totally bombed my philosophy test today. In fact, bombed would be understating it. I failed utterly, completely, miserably, to the worst degree… I’ll be sure to let everyone know how badly I failed next week when I learn how I scored.
Alright, I realize I haven’t really said much here, but sometimes, even when you haven’t got much to say, you should write. Writing is good. Writing is fun. Writing is love. Writing is great. Writing and really good for the heart, mind, and soul. It forces you to expand your mind and search what it is you’d really like to say. Yup… I really like to write.