Playlist; No, I Don't Remember by Anna Ternheim

I'm actually on a computer and not on my iPod for once so i can post something with relatively good grammar at high speeds.  I'm taking this chance to list my current music playlist. . . good mix-up.  I've done a music post before but this is a list that people should look up. . . i recommend all of theses songs:

Monster by Paramore
Decode by Paramore
Ignorance by Paramore
Hell by Tegan and Sara
Don't Rush by Tegan and Sara
Call it Off by Tegan and Sara
White Lies and White Lines by Polaroid Kiss
Paper Planes by MIA
Feathers by Coheed and Cambria
The Suffering by Coheed and Cambria
Feel Good Inc by Gorillaz
Dare by Gorillaz
Stylo by Gorillaz
Rhinestone Eyes by Gorillaz
Glitter Freeze by Gorillaz
Superfast Jellyfish by Gorillaz
Hella Good by No Doubt
Airplanes by BOB & Hayley Williams
Ghetto Ways by Scissors for Lefty
In Your Apartment by Charlotte Sometimes
How I Could Just Kill a Man by Charlotte Sometimes
Ex Girlfriend Syndrome by Charlotte Sometimes
No, I Don't Remember by Anna Ternheim
Common Reaction by Uh Huh Her
Say So by Uh Huh Her
and probably more, I just did this really fast while i could. . . I love typing again :)

Strange, but maybe I deserve it; Ex-Girlfriend Syndrome by Charlotte Sometimes

I feel weird. Happy. But not euphoric. Maybe nit even happy but content. Like I'm finally at rest from my emotional turmoils as of late. I hope it lasts, it can't, but I can still hope.

Yet more confused

Huh, i dont feel up or down. . . I just feel kind of . . . Normalish. . . like how I haven't really felt in a long time. . . this bodes well :)

!?(･_･;?

I'm smart. I mean it. It's probably one of my o ly redeeming qualities. The problem is that I'm never smart in the right way. I may have a witty sense of humor, but that's only when I talk, and a lot of the times my jokes just go right over their heads, until I explain it. One example is a double date I went on with a couple of friends. Someone just said something a bout some guy named Craig, so I said, "Hey, doesn't he have a list?". Everyone was just quiet, so I followed with, "I'm just going ti wait for all of you to get that one.". Then went in for a drink of possibly soda, whilst partaking of said beverage, everybody got it at the same time, really it was weird, but hilarious.
There is a problem of being smart and it's that I constantly outsmart myself, that may sound confusing, but basically I just make a lot of stupid decisions because think how it's a good thing to do, and there's no opposition in my thougt train, so I just go along with it. It has caused many a problem. Also I'm definetely getting crazy. Like bipolar crazy again, I can feel it coming on right now and this is nothing like before, usually it's one mood for an hour, then the other for a hour, and nothing at all for 5hrs afterwards. I sucks, but this feels like it's coming in waves, up, down, elated, deflated, multiple times in a short span. Well, we'll see if I self destruct before tomorrow. . . With any luck, anything will happen.

Bonus Blogs

For my millions if adoring fans, I have another blog now. . . It for my random quotes that people like, I guess.

http://mysillysayings.blogspot.com/

Target: Social Status

So, I went to Target recently, hence the above pun, and as I was going to the cashier, I noticed a group of teenagers sitting int the food courtish area. . . You know the ones, the skaters who are all somewhat good looking with that demeanor like, we're cooler than you so just deal with it. Anyways, I immediately thought to cower from this embarrassment, as wearing a polo to a store, even if it's on your way back from work, is ridiculously 'uncool' and brands you as a nerd/lameo. As I was about to leave, I stopped in front of the food court and raised my left leg quite high whilst spinning around, pivoting on my right foot. I looked at the menu for a second to look as if I was contemplating my choice, then I did the same leg spin thingy without looking back, as if to say, "nothing on this menu is good enough to be eaten by me." I walked straight to my dads truck, that I was driving (which is surprisingly impressive in Alaska because even though they can get a learners permit at 14, nobody really gets their liscence until they're 20 or so). I drove off looking as important as I could. Then I almost hit someone's car, I got lost in the confusing parking lot, and ended up finally leavin the establishment's property 20 minutes later, feeling a lot less cool. Im pretty sure it was just social karma, that always seems to get me. It's like the universe is saying, "if you're cool, then you're cool and no one can Everett suspect otherwise, if you're not, then don't because you will almost hit a little old lady with your big white truck, borrowed from your dad.

And Stop! Hammer Time!

Not really, I just noticed that you can do an audience check-thingy and I noticed I've gotten some views from weird places like Malaysia, Paraguay, Thailand, etc. Not to mention from weirdy places throughout the U.S. So I was just wondering how you found my blog. . . If you're willing ti share just comment on this post. . . Sorry to break the 4th wall on you like that. Also, good time to note, I am pretty much doing this whole thing on my iPod with horrible typingness, so if you see a word that doesn't look right, it's probably the autocorrect, if my post is too long I actually cant see what I'm typing, which is why they get worse as they drag on. . . That's all, you can return to your caves now. . .