AboutI live in California, have been called a radical even though I usually stand in the middle on most issues, and will say random things. In one word, I'm weird.
I like random things. People see me listen to stuff and they wonder how I could be interested, then they here me listen to something completely different. I mean, I'm all for comedy, but sometimes I can come up with this freaky stuff randomly. I have this one song that is 41:03 long, and I have been listening to it for over a year now. Even though there are no lyrics, I got the thing mostly memorized. The song itself is mostly metal stuff (electric guitars, keys, some other things like, lots of drum) but I dislike most metal songs.
I don't like English class, which is odd because I'm planning to be a novelist. My problem is that they want you to analysis everything. I mean, looking at every little detail is good for a scientific career, but can't somethings be left alone in a book? Must every little word, every placement of the hold significance? That just seems a bit much to me.
I'm a bit miserly. That might explain why I rarely buy any of the Monthly Collectible with real money, or why I find prices here so high. It's just, well, money makes the world go round. And I feel like my money is so small that I'm about to fall off. It's nice to buy stuff for yourself, but then I get to thinking what others ways it could be spent and how life requires so much money then my head starts to hurt.
I am actively involved in my school's student government. Its called ASB (Associated Student Body). Our control lies mostly in two things: 1) We control the campus center, supposedly; and 2) We don't spend every dime we receive, which has build up a huge reserve fund for us. The problem is people keep to us for money for these plans which will not benefit either ASB or the student body in the long run, or will even last that long since they don't want to do that much work. And the things that a person does put a lot of work into dies the moment that person leaves ASB/school. I guess I can sum up the whole experience in one simple sentence: politics make my head hurt.
Have you TMI or WTMI yet?