your looks are becoming a problem
This post is just meant to distract myself from doing anything productive with my life...that is what a blog is for, no? Let's see:
blog + michael jackson's "thriller" & "rock with you" + knowing there's so much work I could be doing = me boogeying to mj while typing away about absolutely nothing.
(I should be a math major)
BUT!
I would like to say something maybe worth your time:
Maybe writing my own lyrics has something to do with this, but please slap me if I start posting up enormous chunks of lyrics that are meant to reflect some sappy lovesick sentiments of mine. I'm so turned off when I read someone's blog or away message and it's just full of "I'm addicted to you...I don't know how to be me...around you...when you're there...I'm lighter than air...I play with my hair...Do I dare?" (I started making shit up after the first phrase or two, if you couldn't tell)
Anyway. Yeah........
"...I WANNA ROCK WITH YOUUUU..."
No need to slap me, that wasn't a nuanced lament about my love life (or lack thereof); it was simply a regurgitation of an extremely infectuous line from a classic mj song. It doesn't mean I want to rock with you. Well, maybe....*wink
peace.
blog + michael jackson's "thriller" & "rock with you" + knowing there's so much work I could be doing = me boogeying to mj while typing away about absolutely nothing.
(I should be a math major)
BUT!
I would like to say something maybe worth your time:
Maybe writing my own lyrics has something to do with this, but please slap me if I start posting up enormous chunks of lyrics that are meant to reflect some sappy lovesick sentiments of mine. I'm so turned off when I read someone's blog or away message and it's just full of "I'm addicted to you...I don't know how to be me...around you...when you're there...I'm lighter than air...I play with my hair...Do I dare?" (I started making shit up after the first phrase or two, if you couldn't tell)
Anyway. Yeah........
"...I WANNA ROCK WITH YOUUUU..."
No need to slap me, that wasn't a nuanced lament about my love life (or lack thereof); it was simply a regurgitation of an extremely infectuous line from a classic mj song. It doesn't mean I want to rock with you. Well, maybe....*wink
peace.
1 Comments:
deb this is naima and i love you and you rock and i hope your subway party was fantabulous. i heart DEB oh.... naima c.
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