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Anyways, the reason why I made a new private twitter is because I wanted to be able to tweet anything, my thoughts, my positive and negative emotions without annoying anyone. It's private for a reason, so anyone who may stumble across my private twitter will a) Just ignore it because it's private or b) not know who I am, and thus not follow it. If people do decide to follow it, then i'll allow them, but they're free to unfollow any time they want, since I post at least a good 20 tweets a day.
This blog is kept open, because I feel like if someone were to stumble upon this place, they'll understand the mindset of other people. At least that's my way of seeing it. I always seem to enjoy listening to other people talk about their life, it helps me understand the world better than the way I created it in my head as a kid.
To give today's tweets some context, i'll explain it below.
In case you're wondering what I was feeling like today, keep reading. Early today I woke up to go pee. While I was getting up, I had an existential crisis again(3rd or 4th time in my life.) In that moment, I realised how unimportant we are in this vast universe. We're only a small fraction of atoms compared to the universe. Our brains can't even comprehend how big the universe actually is, and now there are theories of the multiverse. I went back to sleep after that. Had a dream that I met someone from high school I thought I knew (In reality, I didn't know this person in real life) and he said one of his friends committed suicide because of a girl named aria, or areeya... I'm not sure how it's spelt anymore. Not sure what that means. So, I'll try to Google it later.
Woke up at 2pm. Went on Twitter, Facebook, and YouTube. Now repeat that cycle for another hour. That's what I did for the first hour of waking up. After an hour of wasting time, I talked to my uni partner about an assignment. Made the layout etc.. etc.. not really intresting stuff to type up. Went church and saw that cute girl again. Didn't talk to her because I looked like crap. Didn't shave, still had bed hair — probably smelled like crap too. At the same time, I saw a lady in her 40s walking, and saw her tatoo on her leg. Thought about how much of a bitch I was for not approaching her and decided not to tell anyone except twitter. Yay for technology right? Went home and started playing guitar for four hours straight. Had so much fun playing the four chords song, rocketeer, such a fool, and attempting to play giant woman.
After playing with my toy for four hours long, I decided to buy a capo. Asked my sister to buy it for me, after I found the product. I also told her I didn't know what I was doing... but nope... she decided not to which was fine, until... she started to complain that I fucked up. Like ffs. I told her that I didn't know what I was doing. Following that, it got even more annoying. My mum was hysterically telling me that I had a capo — which I did not have one, that's why I was buying one. It ends up she thought my tuner was a capo. Which is stupid, when I explained to her we didn't have a freaking capo. If we did I would have remembered.
When all that died down, I went to watch some jamnominations, and boy did I find a good one. It was this girl's version of Macklemore's Thrift Shop. Then.... it happened again... I thought about the formal night for the 5th-6th time this month. Fuck I should have kissed her instead of her kissing me. My reasoning behind it is I went as a 'friend'. Which I did, but yeah. I regret it now — after a whole year. When all that ended I went shower and had another existential crisis there.
There's a freaking fly in this room that's annoying me now. I'm also pretty annoyed at this family, too.
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