He was a superstar

Listening to: Flaco-Rock Me Amadeus
Feeling: unappreciated
I have a sneaking suspiscion that I inhabit a slight bit of obsessive compulsive disorder. Yesterday I felt the sudden urge to deep clean my room-and I did so; afterwhich I continued to adjust every object until it appeared just right. The subject of change is one that will always perplex me. I simply do not understand why people think that personal changes need be made on grounds of what others "see" them as. Their personal perceptions of the surrounding population leads them to believe there is something at their fault, and that something must be changed in order to improve their liking among friends. Obiviously this makes no sense, as if they had said friends in the first place they would in fact have a reason to be liked. It frustrates me to see people who are naive to the fact that they don't need to be involved in every single activity to be considered a well liked "friend."
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PEE ESS ESS- THE SONG I WAS REFERING TO IS "FUNKY COLD MEDINA".

MUCHO MUCHO .


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IIII AMMMM SOOO BOOOREEDDDD. III NEEVVEEERR THOUGHT THAT THE GROUNDATION WOULD ACTUALLY STICK. BOY, WAS I WRONG. I FEEEEL LIKE KILLLLLLLING MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEE ESS- I KNOW THAT SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!