And so I was hanging out with a few friends tonight. And one of them, Cheyenne, told me she showed her sister. And in her sister’s school, they have Video Friday or something. And yeah. A whole entire class saw that video.
Which, to me, is honestly amazing. A whole class saw me doing that! All I’m thinking about is did they watch anything else?! Did any of them go home after school and subscribe, or show other friends?! Do I actually have fans waiting for videos?! Ahh.
I don’t like lying. I hate it. It’s okay to lie sometimes, when it’ll get you out of really sticky situations. Like if someone is following you around, you can lie to them slightly, and they’ll understand, or you can freak out at them. But that wouldn’t be good for either of you.
I don’t care about the size of the lie, it’s the principal. It’s the fact that you’re lying.
So today was actually very weird, and I kind of got in trouble with my work. Not too much. But I definitely put up a fight. Anyway, during the talk between me, and two of my managers, we were taking about why I was working there. “For the money,” I said, because that’s the honest truth. So, when my parents what had happened at work, I told them, and that I told them I’m working the money.
You know, I have had problems with my dad in the past. But I absolutely hate it when he does stuff like this. When I told him that I told them I work for money, he flipped out, saying I don’t tell my managers that. But that’s the truth. And I said, “Well, I don’t like lying. So I’m not going to lie to them.” Yeah, he’s making fun of me for it now. It’s what he does. If we hasn’t heard of it before, or has a completely different belief, he’s all of a sudden making fun of you. Putting you down.
But I got music. And tea. And a book. And the internet. I love you.
Yeah, I’m on my way to drop my sister off at her house, while reading The Facebook Effect, and I WAS THINKING.
But, for some reason, I’m thinking that I’m going to be cold ALL winter.
I’ll just leave it.
I’ll just be cold.
I’ll let it be.
Women. I love women. Most women. And I’m talking about ladies, females, girls, not older women haha. At work, so many good looking girls come in. Lol. And at school, there are a lot of hunnies haha.
BUT YEAH. Like most guys, I have a girl problem. I’m in a relationship, but for the past few days, I’m thinking it should end BUT I HATE WHEN THIS HAPPENS BECAUSE I HATE BREAKING UP WITH PEOPLE but yeah it has to happen. It just still involves a bit more thinking.
BUT ANYWAY. I once dated this one girl, who didn’t make sense AT ALL! But I was with her for eight months. And so, she would do something, like check out a guy or whatever. I mean, whatever. But don’t completely turn your head RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. lol. And it’s all good. To her. BUT THEN!
OH THEN I call one girl good looking, and BAM. I gotta do some cheering up.
So, I’m not crazy. BUT! Whenever I’m interested in something, whether it be a person, a film, a historical event, an upcoming prediction, a book, a band, or whatever it is! I have to know it. I have to know everything about it. I have to know what it started, when it will start, when they were born, what happened in their lives, INCLUDING specific dates, and places. I have to know all of the important events that’s related.
Not only that, but I feel like I have to know (if we’re talking about a person) how their childhood was. And how their teenage years was like. Even who they went out with, who their friends were, what they did for fun. If they had jobs and all that weird jazz.
And definitely the obvious: how they started out. How they became an actor / actress, or how they got in that band, or how they got the inspiration for that novel, or anything like that! I have to know their ups and downs up until now. I have to know who they had connections with, and what they had to do to do what they did. lol.
I don’t know, though. Maybe I’m just weird like that? But if you’re reading this, then hopefully you read my future blogs. But, I’m like this. I’ll be posting everything. How MY childhood was. How MY teenage years are going. And how my YouTube is doing. Because I don’t think I’m the only one that thinks the way I do.