i was recently thinking.
thinking of random things.
really random.
like, what if i were a talk show host?
considering my personality, how would i pull that off?
sure, i can be talkative and goofy with my friends.
but in front of thousands upon thousands of people, i think i'd..
just freeze up.
or, what if i were a world famous guitarist.
i mean, i play guitar.
though to be completely honest, i'm not even mediocre at best.
i know, what.. four chords.
i'm not going to lie, i love the guitar, but i'm sure it's not the instrument for me.
sure, i can kinda play the intro to "sweet child o' mine", but so what?
what other amateur guitarist can't?
anyway, so, if i were a guitarist.
it'd be awesome, but would i be able to stay how i am now if i were famous?
what if i turn into, like, some self-centered jerk.
just because i'm considered one of the best.
or, or.
maybe i'm some type of guy.
lost in time.
like, i was born in a time and place not of my own.
maybe i was born after my time.
papers got mixed up, and my birth time was set in some different era.
OR.
what if things actually went how i wanted them to.
oh, lord.
lordy lordy lord.
maybe someone i like.. likes me back.
WHOA.
can't think too far out of the box with that one.
"well then, why don't you just think outside the bun? hehehehehe."
i can just imagine my friend saying that. behind me.
woke up in the morning.
in a completely different place.
i'm not sure how i'd feel about that.
i wouldn't be scared, i don't think..
i'd be more curious. like, "what the.. where the hell am i?"
turns out i'm in some killer's house.
dude, i wouldn't even know how that happened.
oh yeah.
all this was thought of.
last night.
while i was suffering from the symptoms of the flu.
i guess i think of a lot of weird things while i'm sick.
or maybe.. they might have been dreams..
maybe.
i've been listening to "sweet child o' mine" for the past hour and a half now.
i don't know why.
i just really like singing it. and the guitar.
slash is awesome.
had some french fries earlier.
that my mom made.
and pizza.
a combination that's as weird as they come.
but, who am i to judge.
my friend, noah, went home earlier.
his reason: "'cause alice is comin' over."
"isn't she the one that you've been telling me that's weird and kinda creepy?"
"yeah."
".. oh. well, party on."
i don't know what's going on, man.
or why i'm posting all of this.
these are just random thoughts.
that really don't even matter.
that disappear as fast as they come.
well, i guess it's funner to try to document them, i suppose.
and share them with other people.
so they can gauge my decent to insanity.
or would that be an ascent?
mufufufufufufu.
aaaaanyway.
i still am a bit sick.
so, i think i'd best get some sleep.
have fun, people.
-
Aru, Master of wtf.
