The mediocrity that is me
humanity, the ultimate act of conformity
It's midnight, and I am sitting online. What does that say
about my life? Either I don't really HAVE a life, or I'm
just wasting it. Or both. So I decided to waste my time
doing something semi-productive...but that took too much
effort, so here I am.
You know, they always say that the road to recovery begins
with admitting you have a problem, so here I go....I have a
confession to make....(are you ready for this??)....
I am a Creed fan. (I know...it's worse than you thought..)
One of my favorite songs is a Creed song. When I am home
alone, sometimes I close the blinds, pop in one of my Creed
CDs (yes, that's right...that was plural), and sing along
with Scott Sapp at the top of my lungs. I know the name of
the lead singer. When Creed was in town last year, I begged
my parents to let me go to the overpriced concert. I
actually liked "Higher". Guess what else? I will also watch
MTV. I liked TRL for a short period of time. Oh, and I
still like Blink 182 and Greenday, even though you think
they sold out. I have been clubbing, and I had fun. I also
participated in 85% of the spirit days at my high school. I
have painted my nails, I have highlighted my hair, and I
have spent WAY too much money on one t-shirt.
Honestly, who am I to think that I am any different from
anyone else out there? Sure, I can pretend that I'm more
unique, but in the end, I'm probably not all that different
from the cheerleaders that I can't stand. So isn't it just
a little hypocritical of me to make fun of the 'morons' out
there? After all, I'm probably just another part of the
flock. I guess just by still standing and breathing, I'm
Is that going to change anything?
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