Monday, August 8, 2011

"There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me."

My laptop actually has five hours of battery how did this happen it's like a minor miracle or something. Is this even real? Is it actually possible to have five hours of battery? I think this evens out everything wrong with my life, actually. Having five hours of battery. Why, I could leave my laptop on and go on a short marathon and still come home with time to listen to a very quick song on itunes and how much more comforting can life get than that?

I feel a bit gross today. If mum-ster was here I'd talk to her, but at the moment its only Dad and we've just been talking extensively about communism and morgan freeman, which isn't too big on the heart warming scale. The positive and not so positive thing is that pretty much everything, contrived or otherwise passes eventually.
I mean, eventually Nickleback will break up as a band, but by the same token, eventually my dog will die, so I suppose life evens itself out in the end.

'My life is the story of everyone I've ever met.'

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