you have neither reason nor rhyme

so i was planning on writing a post on the absolute best professor in the world and how i would like nothing better than to see her drop dead... and maybe dress nicely/do her hair for once. i had started, with the post title, "i'm gonna hit her in the head, i'm gonna knock her down, i'm gonna drag her by the hair all over town" by the donnas. but half way through i had to delete it. my words made it sound melodramatic, and my hatred for her really isnt. i have never in my twenty one years ever talked back to a teacher. ever. until her. when she pushed me over the edge. but that is a story best left in my head or written in the heat of anger where emotion just drives the words instead of waiting around for my brain to make sure they make sense and look pretty.

instead of doing that yesterday, i downloaded a whole bunch of new music and spent the day listening to that. mumford and sons = amazing and i love them. i'm sure a lot of people wont love them so much, but thats fine. i mean, everyones entitled to their own opinion and allowed to have awful taste in music if they want to. i'm not here to judge... much. i'll embed a couple of their songs later, but i just dont feel like it now.

i just woke up. actually thats a lie i woke up close to forty minutes ago. and when i woke up i had this idea that just really wanted to get into my blog. unfortunately, it got cold feet when joe was starting up, began to shake with nerves as blogger opened, and pulled a disappearing act as soon as the new post button was hit. and now i cannot for the life of me remember what it was.

instead of just not writing anything like a normal person might do, i decided to let you waste your time reading my rambles. fun, right?? but my brothers have homework they need help on downstairs and i have a group to get to later today and there are lunch plans with the family. soo i better go do my stuff and leave you to do yours.

i feel like i should leave with some parting words that you will remember and cherish for the rest of your lives. but having just woken up, i cant think of any. so i'll leave you with the wise words of professor garrison (an awesome mason prof). "don't run in the street naked, you might get sick."

*Roll Away Your Stone - Mumford and Sons