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Mmmm.... coffee.... I don't like coffee so I'm not really sure why I made the background like this. Maybe just to torture myself as I write this journal... who knows. People do weird things to themselves, like have you noticed when you get really sad and you cry really hard you think things to yourself to make yourself cry harder? I'm like that. So I'm going to try to change this whole journal thing around a little bit. I've been thinking about it for a little while and until now I haven't been sure as to how I'd wanted to change it. I think I have a pretty good idea now. All the entries before this have been about things that happen in my every day physical life, now I'm going to write more about things that are going on in my brain. So I'm not going to write about what a great party I went to on Saturday night but rather reflect on how amusing it was to watch drunk people stumble around at Quad Fest and the mating rituals that occur between a vain male and vain female. I think things are better this way. I've been sick the past four days or so, it's been horrible. I'm still a little sick but feeling a lot better. I've had a bad sore throat and fever and congestion, yucky. So I've been pretty much sleeping this whole week because this illness has just drained me of all energy. I haven't been out partying with any of my friends and in doing that I've realized that a few of my friends really aren't friends but rather, drinking buddies. It's sort of sad I guess but that's the way some things are. I always feel that all my friends have to be GOOD friends... but it's hard to maintain such an emotional friendship like that. I only have two really GOOD friends and then the rest are friends and drinking buddies. It's interesting if you sit down and dissect it like that. But I digress. I hate being sick because it makes me feel like I'm this fertile mind full of energy that wants to do all these things but is being forced to live inside a rotting, dying body that can't do anything but sleep all day. Music means a lot to me, especially Sublime. It means so much to me that (and my friends pick on me all the time because I do this) if I see someone wearing an article of clothing with "Sublime", or any band from the Long Beach area, at a party I will walk up to them and be like "You like Sublime?!" and then just chat their ear off about their favorite song, album, etc. If I meet a guy who loves Sublime it makes me that much more attaracted to him. Like last weekend I met a guy who loves Sublime as well as Slightly Stoopid and Filibuster (which are two bands that no one here but me have heard of). So I meet this guy and start talking to him and all the people that I know leave me at this party where I did't no anyone but I didn't care because me and this guy were just talking on and on and on about this music that both of us are so passionate about. Just thought I would share that. Love Morgan |
