It goes a little something like this..

I know that I’m not just a waste
I think therefore I am
I know each minute can’t be replaced
I’d love some strawberry jam
Do I exist beyond my words?
Or was I written off?
But that would sound somewhat absurd
Excuse me if I cough
I’m the imperfect lines in poetry
The scribbles in some pad
The jagged sketches, incomplete
I’ve gone completely mad
I’m the splattered paint in canvas board
The neon among the pale
The sweetest in a pile of gourd
The epic win in fail
The name’s ddrei, remember that
So we can get along
I am ddrei, remember well
And I’ll sing you a song

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Sunday, October 10, 2010 { 2:08 AM }

Things I Don't Get Entry # 1

So we all know that in some point in our lives we get completely flabbergasted by things we encounter and don't get. SERIOUSLY, we do! Well I do at least. Since my blog has been long abandoned for quite some time, I figured to make out this series to give in a little insight on stuff you know you care about but pretend not to and because my opinion so totally matters! *evil laugh*

For this day I give you: SKIRTS

I'm no kidding. If guys think this is the ultimate whatever you call it for girls, there's a different side to it. I'm not such a big fan of skirts, but hey, unfortunately for me I have to dwell with it because its a requirement. Why I don't get it? For the most part, you're like practically naked in that thing! You can't do the Indian sit, you can't sit like a guy (you know, ankle placed on the other leg kinda thing), you can't spread your legs too far apart (yeah, I sit like that), basically you can't really sit comfortably at all because you're gonna be too conscious if some perv looks up your damned skirt! And of course there's the damned wind that can blow off your skirt and make the whole world reveal what's under there. You can't even get out of the car comfortably either or commute! Its probably just me because I'm not used to it, and for some its a girl thing. But not wearing skirts does not make you less of a girl. That's all I'm saying. For those who wear minuscule skirts, which I also do not get, let's just say its their way of saying they want to be laid. For those that wear skirts and do not know how to carry them, they're just wannabes. And to those that dare to wear skirts in very very inappropriate places, I seriously just do not get them. So the next time you want to wear that skirt, remember, I ish watching and I do judge. *another evil laugh*

This is `ddrei signing off.

~じゃ~

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