Fitz and the Tatrums are mad good. There's no argument about it. I never really thought I would ever enjoy soul, but it's really good. I wouldn't say they're strictly soul, however. They're pop-soul, or something. I wouldn't say R&B because I always associate that with Alicia Keys and Ne-Yo.
I have been listening to this song all day ("We Don't Need No Love Songs" by Fitz and the Tantrums: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uOh_OSejQU). I went into the city with my parents to get their glasses. We went to this noodle shop, but it wasn't that good. The places we wanted to go to were closed. I was really disappointed.
We ended up getting the bitchiest Chinese waiter ever. I think at the start of the meal, that really offset the rest of it.
My vision has been going. I can't really see long distance anymore and in a sense, it kind of worries me. Why? Because it can only go downhill from here. Maybe I'll just OD on carrots or something.
Liz has been feeling down because all of her friends have been getting into relationships and she has been left out. I honestly don't blame her, but I can't say I've been put in that position before. I tried to say something to comfort her, but what does one say in that sort of situation?
Granted, I recognize that girls are much more critical in how they look. But I wish they would stop following the standard conventions of beauty. Also know as, cut and paste blondes, most of Garden City. I posted a long essay over the summer about it and I know my bog isn't exactly popular, but I wish it was for that sole purpose.
I hate to bring this up. I really do. But this is coming from over the summer that stuck with me (Among other things), from a conversation I had with Brad and Drew. Brad asked me if I wore makeup and then I delved into how I used to wear eyeliner and it generally a horrible experience. He then asked whether he would look good in it and why I didn't. I was going to answer, "Because I am lazy." but Drew said it made me more real.
Men should fall in love with what you have, not with pigments and foundations to cover your face.
I am getting self-righteous again.
Lauren and Tiffany always tell me how I have more experience with the opposite gender than they do, as if it's some kind of badge. They kind of make me feel bad for expressing my femininity, solely because I know they're more of girls than I am. Though, I am the biggest romantic I know. Maybe I'm more of a girl that I think I am.
"Over My Dead Body" by Drake really gets me thinking and I honestly have no idea why.
I just wish I could get Drew off my brain. I keep writing, saying that I have, though I am over him, I just want to see him again. That's when I say that he's still there. I have this feeling in my gut that he's going to make it to the NBA and since my new NBA kick, I'll be seeing him through pixelation.
I honestly feel horrible sometimes when people tell me I'm more experienced. It's not a job. I'm not employed by my feelings. I'm at a loss for words when something like with Liz happens. I just want to make people laugh, but it never really fixes the problem, only lightens the situation.
I need to shower now. I have nothing else on my brain but that I hate working at Key Food.
Until then.
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