I am not like them..... but I can pretend

Being a hermit in todays society is harder than it looks...

Becuase no matter how much you wish to be happy with your loner existance, the T.V tells you, well actually the T.V tells you, you should loose weight, but the inter web tells you, you need to find a friend, a group, some where to belong.

AND THAT SUCKS!!!

Anywho, Here is the playlist of the week:

1. bEEn A Son : Nirvana: Ok, I actually one upped Kurt Cobain on this one, I re-wrote his already amazing riff.

2. All Apologies: Nirvana: Fuck it, Its another Nirvana song.

3. Another one bites the dust: Queen: I want this at my funeral.... but no, seriously!

4. The cowbell song- Blue Oster Cult: BTW its not called the cowbell song, but if you watch SNL then it will forever be known as the more cowbell song.

5. Dumb : Nirvana: The deffinition of dumb according to me is someone who is smart at hart, but doesn't feel the need to give a shit. (ME) ;)

And that's all for now kids, nothing but 5 songs, sorry... I just was having a musical constipation this week I guess.

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All Apologies .....

WOW so im sorry I haven't blogged in like for fucking ever, but here is the deal, I have done a whole lot of nothing. First I deleted my twitter, cause I was mad, and off my meds, and then I created a new twitter because I realized I can not live without it. Twitter that is.

So This post is just a rant and rave, kind of like those things they have on craigslist.
This post mainly will focus on my many trials of the commute to the library, The Rochester Public Library that is.
So I stand at the corner and wait for the bus to arrive, I feel like a cheap whore standing waiting to turn some tricks. I hate that feeling, I feel so used, and creepy. Then I get on the bus, most of the people that ride the bus are losers, so naturally I fit in just fine. I take out my Ipod and listen to it for about 5 min. and then put it away, I stare out into the city, and I daydream about what my life could be.

When the bus finally arrives downtown I go to the peace plaza, now courtesy of a certain website, it is said that you can buy weed at or in the peace plaza, but I don't buy that because all I see are doctors and parents with their young children. My ultimate goal when I am walking down town, is to avoid all human contact, I hate people, in general, their is a word for that, hmmmm, what is it??? oh, well, lets just call her anti social. I then walk into the vestibule, and go up the escalator to my last destination before I arrive at the over heated library. I need, not want, not think I need, but NEED to go to starbucks. Because I have a really strong need for a really strong coffee. I like my coffee strong, like my men. Now, normally I try to avoid the really scrumptious guy with the fake Mohawk that works at the starbucks, however, he makes the best Americano's, so I really can't afford to avoid such talent like that. I think in my head, Is he gay? Does he think im in college? Does he--- wait, why the fuck am I waisting my time with these endless thoughts? gee I don't know..... why? Then he gives me the coffee, flashes me that million dollar smile, and all I can think about is, wait did I wear this bra yesterday too? Oh shit. Then I leave. I make my way to the library.

Man, have they ever heard of air conditioning here? I mean I am sweating my fucking balls off, and I don't even have balls. Fuck you, I don't. Ok so then I get the key to the independent study room, and lock myself in their for about two hours and "do my homework."

Coming home is a different story all together.

*I realize this made no fucking since but its a blog from a girl that's pretty, so what did you expect????