There are many things that cannot be explained. Humans,in essence are not founded on rational logic. For example, there is no good reason for me to be up at 3:09AM typing a blog post about inexplicable events. I went to take a power nap at 10 o'clock, and I just woke up. Failure? I think so. And the kicker is that I didn't plan to nap too long so I neglected to brush my teeth. Big Mistake my dears. My mouth takes like I ate a dead, uncooked dog...and let it rot in my mouth for several days. Never was able to stand morning breath, especially without a brushing.
My idiocy doesn't end at the fact that I took a siesta (alright, not exactly the most accurate term, but I yearned to use it) before I really finished my homework, but I have a major English essay due on the Scarlet Letter tomorrow that I promised to complete. See the world is like this. You miss English class several times for dress rehearsals for band, and the English teacher, always somewhat a fan of ones writing is distressed. She decides to give you the benefit of the doubt (and I think that it's quite a bit for Mrs. T) and let me finish the essay at home. Unfortunately, Megumi, being the incredibly unreliable schloomp that I am, I did not even touch it until this fateful hour. It is now 3:14AM and I am still writing a nonsensical blog post for no goddamn reason.
Life is a funny thing isn't it. I'm also very excited for my friend because she got into an Ivy League school (Brown, just cuz I think it's so awesome). The only sad aspect of this is that I'm realizing that the seniors wont be here next year, and they're gonna go off into the East Coast or North or South, but the point is that they're going to go away. The seniors last year were my friends, but I am much closer to the ones graduating...it's going to be very sad for me. It's not as if all my friends are of the senior class, some of my compadres who are my adventure wingmen will be gone...and I will be forced to prowl the streets solo, or until I can find other airborne creatures to accompany.
Finally, I'd like to talk about a problem that has surfaced. I have an interesting affection for this small bird. I also have an aversion (magnified tenfold) to eye contact. I didn't think I did before this chance meeting between us two...but after some point it became uncomfortable. I really like this particular fowl, but I feel rather tempted to speed thru this endeavor. Aww me, to be or not to be that is the question.
A penny for your jar of Megumi Penny's:
A ship in harbor is safe, but that's not what ships are built for. John A. Shedd
hehe, ok that could mean various things...I'll leave you to decide ;)