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New storms for old lovers
Saturday, March 26, 2011 2:01:00 PM

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I really like my hair today

So last night I was thinking about stuff. Then I talked to Daniel. I met a nice dude on Omegle too. We talked about Italy, France, history, wrestling, football and stuff in general. That was a nice conversation to be honest. But I was still thinking about stuff. I felt like an absolute pile of dog poop yesterday.

I don't know how this came about but I suddenly came to the realisation that I can't connect with my 'friends' beyond the surface. Like we can't go 'to the next level'. I hate how some people unconciously feel so righteous and give off that I'm-smarter-than-you vibe. It makes me feel like I'm not an equal. No, they make me feel I'm not their equal. I say something then I'm being interrupted. Hence I just shut up and listen.

I've been having a lack of sleep recently. I only dozed off yesterday at about 1.30AM and I automatically woke up this morning at 8.30AM. Still felt like an absolute pile of dog poop. Until I said a little prayer, sang a little song and realised that everything's going to be alright in the end. Because whatever I'm going through now is going to be for good in the end. So for now, I just have to hang on a little. Don't feel like dog poop anymore, feeling more of cat poop maybe? It's the opposite of dog poop. Well not quite, but you get my drift.

I'm slacking so much right now. On usual days, right now, I'd be doing some work on my table. On unusual days, like today for instance, I'm wasting time blogging. I need to get the 'momentum' I had before the school holidays back.

I've been listening to a lot of La Dispute lately. They make sense.
Remember not our faulty pieces,
Remember not our rusted parts,
It's not the petty imperfections that define us but
The way we hold our hearts,
And the way we hold our heads

I also gave D.R.U.G.S a listen while I was out today. Man, they are good. Craig Owens is definitely back with a vengeance.

Just watched a Bring Me The Horizon tour diary and Matt Nicholls was so drunk pissed in a fridge on his birthday. Hilarious!

Someone asked if I think I've changed. Do you think I've changed? I don't think I've changed but there's a Chinese saying that goes something like the outsider has a better point of view. So tell me if I've changed.