Elevator Music?

I think it's funny how I can almost complete the sentence when anybody wants to tell me their first impression of me.

Or the way the last time I cried at school was when I got hit by a netball.

Or how you can only trust that every alternate sentence I say is sane or true. I don't edit. That's bad.

It's difficult to be reflective. I always thought that those who did were either PC or too emotional. I hate dwelling on the past so I don't quite remember being happy or sad. I look too far into the future which has spurred this slight obsession with the end of the world.

Yeah, I believe everything will be revealed in our last moments and then we die.

Why do people always think aliens come in UFOS? Or that they are green or have some biochemical destruction weapon.

They could be tiny or maybe not even tangible. Maybe we breathe them in and they explore our intestines.

Taking extra extra remedial Chinese classes. I'm documenting that in case I become miraculously good in Chinese one day. Oh and publish a Chinese novel.

I want to listen to more campy music and think of videos to go along with it.