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Yet again, I find myself listening to that song. It always manages to creep back up on me. Like herpes, it keeps coming back. And it comes back when I least want it to.
Performance...
I want that movie... I have been whining and complaining asking for that movie. I am dieing inside. I had read/heard that is a great movie. Even if is almost 40 years old and 41 years ago making it. But I rather enjoy that. I don't really know why I checked it out. But I sorta hate/love myself for it.
I also haven't shaved my legs for almost 6 months, nor my armpits. It's strangely satisfying. Minus the occasional itch, it's fine. I only shaved my stomach hair and thigh hair about 2 days ago. I hope it grows back faster. I quite enjoyed my stomach hair. I could wrap it around my finger almost twice. My armpit hair is doing healthy. I treat the hair there like the hair on my scalp. I put shampoo/conditioner on it too.
I really wish that I had some money.
My dad was talking with my sister while I was on the computer today at, like 2 in the morning. He was making comparisons to our bathroom and the bathroom when he was growing up. It happens to be very different. They had about 95% hair products, while we have 20% of hair products. There's really not a lot of that. I can go 3 months without washing my hair. I can go about 3 months without a bath. I really am not that clean when it comes to washing and remembering to wash.
I actually have to be told to wash. Cause if the choice was left up to me, I would be having 12 baths a year. There's really not a lot of womanly products. Maybe some, like soap and shampoo/conditioner. But really nothing else. Even with 3 girls, there's not a lot. It doesn't have a lot of that in it.
I am actually getting concerned about a few things that are health related.
1. I have jolts of small and sharp pain internally around my heart area. It happens every so often. It's now starting to occur a little more each time, and the time span between each are getting shorter. It hurts to the point from a little p***k, to now tears and curling up while sitting. I really don't like it. It just comes out of nowhere. I just hope it's not a foreshadow of a heart problem. I don't have to do anything for it to happen.
2. There is a ringing in my ear. It's slowly progressed a little louder. It's small, but without some type of noise to drown it out, it gets annoying and bothering.
Now that I have finished with that, I can move onto more better matters.
I am starting to hear more about The Jonas Bro. being compared to the Beatles.
Let's get something straight: THE JONAS BROTHERS WILL NEVER BE AS GREAT OR INFLUENTIAL AS THE BEATLES. I DON'T CARE WHO SAYS SO. IT. WILL. NEVER. HAPPEN.
They will fade like boy bands. There music is repetitive. Plus their Disney breed music. Things from Disney fail. Like Miley Cirus and HSM. I hate walking around and seeing these bags and purses of them.
I can't even read a vampire story without it being compared to Twilight. I would love to read something with vampires and without straight pairings. I don't like reading straight pairings.
Something better would be a vampire!Keith Richards and vampire!Brian Jones with a slightly oblivious, but not really caring as long as he get's to have sex!Mick Jagger. I do have an obsession with that pairing.
I see my cat has taken a licking to clawing at the screen. I need to stop him. Bad Coffee Pot. Yes I named him that. I was thinking about naming him either Captain Plant or Sgt. Peppers.
Oh god... even as I search for an icon to put here, I see an add for the Jonas Brothers. That is very stupid.
My current music is (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction by The Rolling Stones
Every person would love to grab Mick's crotch and do naughty things to him. It's just that Brian got to do that a lot. And Keef Too.
"O hay, I just... tripped... and my hand just.. grabbed you..."
Mick is amused by his lack of an excuse. While the men in the background stares longingly at Mick's crotch. And are lookin' him up and down.
