Making a Post.... at 1:06 in the morning!

Sorry for the delay in posts! I'm not gonna lie, I haven't been busy at all (well unless you count the many jersey shore marathons that have lately been occupying my time). Take today for example: I got home, stared at my wall for 2 hours, and surfed the web for like 8 (I also watched the Hangover.....that is one freaking fantastic movie. Makes me want a satchel). That totally could've been blogging time, but I said oh screw it and procrastinated... like I do with everything. Also the lack of posts has been partially because my life is friggen boring. Dry as freaking toast (unless your toast is moist. then I have to give you props for messing up the easiest food in the world. takes skill to fail that much). Lately I have been totally drained of creativity. Because lately, even though my life has been pretty good, nothing is so interesting that people would want to read. But I will try to think of something....

GOT IT!

I want to be in a band. You don't even understand how badly I want this dream to come true. There are many reasons why I want to be in a band.

1. If you are in a band you are automatically cool. I'm not gonna lie, I'm not the coolest crayon in the box. If I were a color I'd probs be tan, which is the lamest color ever, compared to colors like fuchsia. (With a name like fuchsia it must be awesome.... I'm gonna name one of my 11 blasian kids that.) But if I were in a band my cool color status would probably catapult to like wisteria, man. And wisteria is like the coolest of all colors, it even owns Macaroni and Cheese (which doesn't actually taste like mac & cheese.... bad experiences).

Doesn't matter who you are at all. If you are in a band people automatically love you. I've seen some pretty sketchy people that when others first look at them they say "weirdo", but when Mr. Sketchy McSketchster says he is in a band its all cool. Its just not fair. I'm willing to spend hours learning the guitar and getting a mohawk and piercings to be cool. Whatever it takes man.

2....Actually there is no second reason. 1 just pretty much explains it all. That and I'm freaking tired and don't feel like writing more. So goodnight. (Shit its 1:30. Damn my insomnia)

~Nia