Apache Rose Peacock

So yeah . . . I'm sick as a dog and I only have my music, a box of Whitman's Samplers I got from CVS earlier while picking up Sudafed, and the comfort of my tiny little featherbed: fully equipped with a large box of extra-soft tissues and "Godiva"- my genuine Cheesecake Factory, chocolately-brown teddy bear. While laying here I was looking around at all of the things that are up on my walls and realizing that there is a story to tell about everything that I've hung. I know I am one to over analyze, but at a time like this where I have plenty of time to think because it's painful to move, it's comforting to think of all those stories and all the people and things that they remind me of. Having stories of your own and things that you cherrish can be so personal and different for everyone, but I feel that the more personal, the more priceless. There are stories to tell about everything, and the more light hearted, creative and intriguing they are, whether they be true or make believe, the better. From observation and personal experience things like these seem to build character and define you into the person you are. Becoming your own person and finding yourself by becomeing more independent is at some point inevitable while away college, and I can see this happening with myself and almost everyone I know, whether they realize it or not. And it becomes more obvious as the months go on who realizes this and is growing as a person, and who is not. Every moment is a learning experience, whether you're sitting in your room by yourself or you're out and about with your friends or meeting new people. There is always more to learn about everyone . . . including yourself.

That was my deep thought of the moment. I don't really know if anyone can realate to my over-analyzing-complicated-cluster of a mind . . . but eh, it's what I've been thinking. *

Anywayyyy

On a lighter note, I was hanging out with the usual crew next door and one of my friends was telling me about this great song, "Apache Rose Peacock" by The Red Hot Chili Peppers. Some of the most random lyrics I've ever heard, and wow, what a horny little man, haha. Struck up a really interresting conversation. I would also like to advise that any magic dragons should not listen to this song because they might be offended that Honah Lee isn't thougt of as the most desired place to be. Who goes by Rosey and has a name like Apache Peacock anyway???

Well that's enough for now . . . Twinkle twinkle on your little star and keep yourself healthy! *