At the newly refurbished starbucks at united square and have stupidly chosen to sit myself at a prime spot. Next to the stupid drainage hole. I swear to god there's this constant smell of sewage and it is bringing about a wave of nausea. Lucky right.
I wish my essay would just finish by itself. I think I am too over achieving. I've chosen to define the word: alone. which may sound emo and melodramatic of me but it is anything but. I am trying to say that being alone does not mean loneliness. and that it can imply happiness instead of what the world perceive alone to be. which is sadness.
See. Here's the problem. My essay can be written with those few sentences. I cant seem to elaborate any further. my brain is useless.
I am seriously contemplating moving to a beachy country like sydney or L.A… I want to be a beach bum and drink all day. party all night. Have sexy beach hair and a great tan. I would surf but I only know how to surf the internet. HAHAHA. and i cant swim.
Have been on a taking back sunday/underoath/alexisonfire/brand new bender recently. very very 2008. But it sounds soooooo good again!
peace.
out.
