Childish Gambino
I find it uncomfortable when people tell me about bands, swearing that I will most definitely love them. The only thing I usually know is I that I will probably most likely definitely not really love them. Maybe like. And that’s pushing it.
I especially love when I’m in front of a computer, so one is inclined to shout “Google them, RIGHT NOW! You’ll just love this” And then he/she/shim watches my reaction as I listen. It’s like opening up that horribly crocheted hat-beanie-I-can’t-really-tell-what-it-is item from my aunt at Christmas. “Ooooh, awesooooome. Yeeees, this is great. No, really, great! Yeah, no, I love it.”
Of course, I love neither.
I just wish next time you’ll let me listen in peace. By myself. In my room. In the dark. Where no one will see that ugly disgruntled face I make when I don’t like something.
What a nice, honest post. Personally I’m not a morning person at all in the slightest, but when I do actually get up and go for a walk/ride in the earrrly early morning I feel so great afterwards.
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heart.
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oh how I miss hiding away in this library.
Hoose Philosophy Library, USC. I’ve been there and it’s a magnificent room!
Ok, so I didn’t write this my self…it’s a reblog BUT I thought that it was too amazing not to share and I also think that we all need to read and re-read this amazing advice.
Health:
- Drink plenty of water.
- Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.
- Eat…
I forgot about this song. It just came on the stream at work. Perfect excuse to get up and dance.
Not like I need one.
You are a radar detector