It has come to my attention that I have yet to post a Rant or a Rave on this fine Journal, so, for you're reading pleasure here we go.
Questions that keep me up at night:
Seriously, how much could a woodchuck chuck?
Why is Iceland so green?
Why is it that when I started this, I suddenly forgot all the great things I wanted to say?
Why is it that when I finally start working out again I get injured...like every time?
This one's serious... If you wake up in a different place, in a different time...could you wake up as a different person?
Seriously, frat daddies....whats with the boat shoes?...and the hats...and the glasses...and the shorts?
What if I had said something?
What if I could have kept my damn mouth shut?
WHAT THE HELL IS THE TERMINAL AIRSPEED VELOCITY OF AN UN-LADEN SWALLOW!?
(African and European)
How many drinks does it take to put a torch out?
How many drinks does it take to realize that the torch is still on fire?
Who came up with the phrase "carry the torch"?
Who was the first to tie torch carrying to relationships?
What would happen, if lets say, a huge system of Lightning ran into a Hurricane...say...in Miami?
Yes, fratties you're the coolest ppl ever because you think you are....but you're not
Sorority girls...c'mon no reason to be so rude, esp when the term slampiece is directly tied to you.
I know I'm an asshole, you don't have to like me, take it or leave it. Just remember, some friction in life is good.
Everyone kept bitching at me to get skype...so i do...and no one uses it anymore haha fml...
Finally: Can somebody tell some ppl to fucking grow up, yes parts of me could be included in this group, but high school was over a long time ago.
If someone isn't happy/doesn't want to be in a relationship, you'll either know it or not as the partner...which sucks when something is broken and you don't know it.
YOU WON'T DO IT!!!
I NEED A JOB! haha
So yeah... R&R does mean rants and raves for the most part, even though technically I failed to include raves, but hey...at least its not some drawn out metaphorical story this time.
Keep it real
Next time is either: "Chapter 5: When Storms Collide, The Lightning Count meets The Hurricane." or "The Thousand Faces of You and I."
Random Song of the night: Chicks Dig it by Chris Cagle
~The Trickster, Maui