Well

I fell again while shuffling. This time I was trying to do a move called the tornado spin. Didn't go so well. So tornado spins and sacco kicks are out. Hardstyle shuffle isn't what my body can handle D:
So I am going to go back to practicing electro and thai. I'm going to be in a compilation soon. :)

Left side notes...

No cupcake yet, but that strong cup of coffee came earlier.

Storms

I used to love thunderstorms, but I always get headaches from them. In the most recent years of my life, the headaches have been worse and worse. This year since I have been taking medication for my brain, the headaches aren't really horrible. They still hurt really bad. And I force myself to sleep through them. But I miss watching it rain outside. It was nice to watch thunder and lightning and only feel a twinge easily fixed by a tylenol. Its not like that now, and it hasn't been for about 4 years, but its getting close to being bearable.

On a side note, being a sociable creature is pointless. I suppose I am going to use this blogspot as a journal more than a newspaper for the unknown. From a psychological standpoint, most people who keep a journal or a diary tend to have a less stressful lifestyle, and closure comes easier to those same people. Even to minor things, like breaking a cup or squishing a spider, which tend to be spontaneous and shocking, are more easily dealt with. I'd like to be numb to emotion, but I have yet to find a legal way to do so. So I suppose keeping a journal is the closest I can get to being detatched. Even if its just making small things easier to deal with.

On a left side note, I really want a fucking cupcake and a strong cup of coffee.

Russian people.

Have more pageviews than American people.
I don't personally know anyone who is Russian.
What the fuck is up with that?

Watch "Britt Black - Night Time" on YouTube

Sadface.

Haven't been feeling well.
Enjoy the tunes.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6vxUGjeKVk&feature=bf_prev&list=ULuO7kCUjUaUE&shuffle=514805

Fuckers

I might leave the crew I was just accepted into. Fuckers want to make somebody a leader. I get fucking butt-hurt when some clown says "oh I'm the leader of a crew" like what the fuck does that make me? A pee-on? Fuck that. I can respect a title that insinuates a big donor to the crew, like a forum. But for a clown to say "leader" as in "boss", No. I sent a tryout in because I was assured there would be no said "leader", and that every member is a donor, not a member on a chain of command.