Let it be

Day 6.

Recently my favorite song has been "Let it Be". I have always sort of liked the Beatles but in the past few months I have really liked them.

Why this song? Well, this song has many meanings for me. It was the first song I learned to play on the guitar. How did I do? Absolutely horrible. (I was only 11.) But that is not the point!

Another reason why I like (correction; LOVE) this song is because as a fellow lyricist I respect this song. The title pretty much speaks for itself. Let it be. Whatever it is, let it be. "There will be an answer, let it be." Although I think this song is from a Catholic perspective, ("mother Mary") it still pretty much sums up Christianity as well. The sooner you give it up to God, the better you're off.

Well, that's my food for thought of the day. Until tommorrow.

Rosy Barb

I have come to a conclusion. I am like a Rosy Barb. Allow me to explain. A Rosy Barb is a type of fish. Why refer to myself as a fish? Because, my dear readers, Rosy Barbs get their coloration from their mood. If Rosy Barbs are happy, their hormones grow (or multiply or whatever), therefore making them prettier. Still don't know how this relates to me? Well, let's put it this way. I am not very happy. Therefore, I am not very pretty. Way back when I had friends, I would radiate beauty and people would compliment me all the time. Well, okay, only my grandma and mom. But that counts, doesn't it?

Goodness gracious, is it almost May? I can't wait! June is going to be so fun! So will July. August will go by fast and sooner or later summer break will be over. Wow, I really know how to bum myself out. I wonder what my friends are doing for their summer.

Moving on... My new Guitar sounds wonderful. I still need a lot more practice, but Raymond is doing a great job. I like to play Jack Johnson and Colbie Caillat. What do you guys suggest? I'm taking requests so I can make Youtube videos. Warning: I'm not that good. I know. Why do I call myself a musician? Because honestly, I can make music easier than I can make a goal in soccer.

I'm going to sleep well tonight! Night, guys.

Better

Day 5.

Today I feel a little better. I'm still as sick as a dog, but on an emotional level I am better.

Late last night, I recieved a gift. The donor is still unknown. But the fact that someone cares enough to give me something is awesome! Since I don't want to keep you waiting, I'll tell you. Drumroll please. I got---- a nearly new, freshly stringed, high gloss GUITAR!!


That's awesome, right? To fill you in, I'm a musician. Well, not a pro, but still a musician. For the longest time I had a really old one that my dad owned. But now I have my very own guitar! I named him Raymond. I say it with a french accent.

I'm in an awfully good mood right now. For once, I have no complaints! Alas, I spoke too soon. One door opens, another door closes. I mean it.

My house has been infested (sort of) with bedbugs. Awesome, huh? It's the greatest thing possible. We had to bag ALL the cloth in the half of the house I live in. Do you have any idea how much cloth I have? A lot. Most of my shoes are even made of cloth. So, yeah.

Sick :-(

Day 4.

Sorry I missed one day. I managed to catch something. An ear infection or cold. If I'm lucky, maybe even strep throat.

So anyway, I just feel horrible today. I'll keep you posted, but I have to go.

To satisfy your need to look at something, here's a pic of my dog.

Cold and disheartening...

Day 2.

It's really cold today. Brr! Isn't that weird? I'm also really tired. Another weird thing. What's wrong with me? On second thought, don't answer that.


I've come to a conclusion. I always discourage people. Unless I care about them. So I've decided that has to stop. I hereby declare I will tell it like it is, look on the bright side, and exaggerate never! Well, that last one I can't seriously "stop", but I'll try. Let me start again.

Hello guys! How have you been? It's been very cold today. The sun isn't shining! Isn't that great?! Atleast I'm alive! I'm breathing well, sleeping well, and I haven't killed someone yet, so today has been great! I'm so glad my dog tried to bite me today. I'm practically exstatic to be overweight! Yay me!

No. Never in a million years could I make an attitude like that work. Some people can pull it off, but I just can't. That's enough complaining for today. Signing off, I'm utterly hopeless!

Holy cow!

Day 1.


Wow. I hope I actually keep this up and don't blow it like the rest of my blogs. Right, I can do it. All I need is a little encouragement! Can I get three cheers for me? Anybody?

So anyway. Today I went to church (as usual) and realized something very sad. My dad seems as though he could care less about spending time with me. I bet that's not the case, but you know when you just assume the worst sometimes? I do that a lot. Pessimism is what they call it, I believe.

So now I'm afraid our brief chat must come to a close today. Let me know if you are out there, holding onto my every word. (Which is likely.)

Introduction.

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Hello guys. My name is Boring. I'm not exciting. I'm not attractive. I'm not even physically fit. I'm just a clueless person trying to make it in the world (aren't we all?). I can't do much of anything and don't commit easily. But I do, however, have one talent that I actually consider a favorite pastime. Complaining. I like to talk about all the things that are wrong in my life with a "no one has it worse than me" attitude. So if you hate young people who act like old ladies- then this blog is not going to be enjoyable for you. But if you do, I'm sure you will enjoy reading this now and again.