So I was taking a bath tonight, which is never a good thing because it gives me time to reflect. This is why I prefer showers, because I can shower in five minutes and consequently cannot reflect on my life.
But I did reflect, and I will share my thoughts.
My thoughts were mostly just a bunch of what-ifs. Like, my parents let me choose between two schools when I was going into kindergarten, and I chose the one closer to my house so I could walk to school. But what if I'd chosen the other school?
But, I did pick Caldwell. I left after three years because I felt like I wasn't learning anything. What if I'd stayed? Really though, even if my elementary school experience had been different, I don't think much would be different about me as I've pretty much spent the last four years trying to forget elementary school [and have succeeded for the most part -- I remember big things, but I really don't remember details] and besides, there's only one person from elementary school who I still talk to, and he ended up going to my middle school.
But what if I hadn't gone to Brooks for middle school? Brooks wasn't my neighborhood school, Mead was. What if I'd gone to Mead?
What if I'd gone to East High instead of Northeast Magnet? Some of you will remember that in my junior year, I contemplated leaving NEM and going to East for my senior year. What if I'd done it? What stopped me was the fact that Ryan and Erica both called me stupid for wanting to leave in my senior year, and threatened to never speak to me again. Gee, Erica didn't speak to me anyways..
But the biggest thing I thought about was.. what if Ryan and I hadn't broken up? We dated in freshman year, and we broke up after five weeks because he cheated on me, but what if he hadn't? How long would we have been together? Would we still be together? Would I be at KU with him right now?
But I guess that this is the way my life as turned out. All the what ifs are irrelevant. Yes, I could have gone to Mead, I could have gone to East, Ryan could have not cheated on me.. but those things didn't happen.
So anyways, so after my bath, I was watching a videos channel, and they showed the new Britney video.. now, I don't really have any feelings either way towards her [I don't particularly care for her, but I don't hate her.] but I didn't like the video. Apparently her new song's a cover of "It's My Prerogative," which is NOT a good song to begin with.. but she butchered it. Which is actually quite an accomplishment considering I thought ANYTHING would have been better than the original. The video was really slutty. Meh. Whatever.
What got me was at the end, it said the song was off her greatest hits CD. Greatest Hits? Britney? Please, she's only been out since 1999. And recently, her songs haven't even been hits.
Mmm. So after that video, "Falling" by Alicia Keys came on, and it reminded me of my Michelle Branch obsession [a lot of you will remember that] and of how much I really don't like the Michelle Branch fandom because it's so holier-than-thou, and how everyone in the MB fandom worships Marie [She runs michellebranchnu.tk, which used to be michellebranch.dot.nu] and I really don't like her because she cussed me and Ryan out when we offered her constructive criticism.
But the Alicia Keys video also reminded me of Lynn because she hates that song and it reminded me of how she has a tendency to, when she doesn't know something, she sort of just DECIDES what the answer is instead of actually finding out, and how that always annoyed me but I never said anything because she cries easily.
I dunno. This post was kinda pointless, but hey, whatever, it's all good.
EDIT: I got this from my MOM..
THE MOST FUNCTIONAL ENGLISH WORD
Well, it's shit... that's right, shit!
Shit may just be the most functional word in the English language.
Consider:
You can get shit-faced, Be shit-out-of-luck, Or have shit for brains.
With a little effort, you can get your shit together, find a place for your shit, or be asked to shit or get off the pot.
You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit,
and tell others to eat shit.
Some people know their shit, while others can't tell the difference
between shit and shineola.
There are lucky shits, dumb shits, and crazy shits. There is bull shit,
horse shit, and chicken shit.
You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, shoot the shit,
or duck when the shit hits the fan.
You can give a shit or serve shit on a shingle.
You can find yourself in deep shit or be happier than a pig in shit.
Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit,
and some days are just plain shitty.
Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, and there are times when you feel like shit.
You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit.
You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit, or find yourself up shit creek without a paddle.
Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other times you fall in a bucket of shit and come out smelling like a rose.
When you stop to consider all the facts, it's the basic building block of the English language.
And remember, once you know your shit, you don't need to know anything else!!
You could pass this along, if you give a shit; or not do so if you don't give a shit!
Well Shit, it's time for me to go. Just wanted you to know that I do give a shit and hope you had a nice day, without a bunch of shit. But, if you happened to catch a load of shit from some shit-head..........
Well, Shit Happens!!!