Headed some place new

"Walls" by All Time Low was my top song for some time because it gave me the encouragement I so damn needed. Same with "Dare You to Move" by Switchfoot. I was telling myself, "Okay, this is it." It was either, don't and regret, or do and regret. Why I had to give in to external factors is beyond me. I'm confizzled?

"I don't mind spending everyday, out on your corner in the pouring rain."

Well anyway, I bought another shirt today from Glue. I like it, everyone else liked it, so I bought it. At the moment, my threadless shirt is a temporary pillow cover because its a tad too tight. I'm pretty sure this method will stretch it too, right? Correct. Of course. Or I could get someone fatter to put it on. I have plenty of candidates there.

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All or Nothing

I've started a tumblr.

http://its-adrian.tumblr.com/

I don't know. I think I'm still going to update this from time to time. Man, I still update my xanga one every now and then and that is like 4 years old or something. Anyway, lots of things happened, lots of things not happening. Long ass hours spent on MW2 with Ivan, Thien and Jason, and my other friends. After a week and a half, I've racked up 70 hours or so. Compared to L4D, that is fast because my total playtime on L4D is ~480 hours over the course of a year. Hell yeah? ...

Twitter and tumblr. Btw, Jay Seans album rocks my socks off.

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Roach and Ghost Die, and Shepard too. There, I just ruined MW2.

Wakari masenka?

Okay, now today I did something drastic. Do I regret it? Perhaps, perhaps not, most likely not because it was a burden to me for a while. Although... I don't know what I'm doing now or what I'm meant to do... or what I should do.

I don't think I have the worst luck here, I'm also not an idiot, I also don't think I'm deserving of anything, I'm not doing anything wrong either, so why do I lack results?

Who. Knows.

GET OUT OF THE WAY!

The situation:
You've just got off the bus and you are on your way to meet up with someone, or even catch the train to reach that end of the rainbow. Everything's riding on your shoulders, you're making great time to beat the meet-up time, the winds in your hair, and you feel like nothing can stop you now. Nothing... until... your pace breaks. What was once a steady stride to your goal has now been turned into a turtle-paced lead boot marathon, caused by none other than the completely ignorant slow walker. Oh how quickly my disrespect-o-meter rises when I'm behind them.

I don't get these callous characters. They're either individuals, or they walk in packs. Packs that can't be avoided. Walking at their own pace with no respect for the appropriately speeded walker behind them. hahaha. I understand if they're walking with someone, but alone, they're nothing more than a walkway hog. The escalator rule should apply to the walkway lol.

/endrantbecauseIhadwaytoomanysituationslikethisinthepast20years

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