Biebz and Oreos

Justin Bieber. All I have to say is, this kid has a 'do to do the dew. Know what I'm saying?

I had a theory in my head the other day. Well. I've heard it before. But. It was a little more profound on this Fall day. What if...

Your orange is different than my orange? We are seeing the same color, but what if the color you actually see is my red? But we both know it to be the same color. Mind blowing, right?!!!!!!

I want to learn how to play the bagpipes.

Do you ever get that heart-stopping feeling in your gut when you remember something too late, or realize you've lost something very important, or see your favorite book in a puddle of water, or listen to someone squeaking Styrofoam?

You're probably wondering about the other half of my title. Or if I'm going to end the story about heart-stopping moments.

I don't even know if I will.

Oreos are good for the heart. And I just had some. And they help with heart-stopping moments, like I had before I ate aforementioned Oreos. Did the Oreos make me feel better? No. Therefore, the statement "America's Favorite Cookie", does not seem to apply in this particular predicament. But Oreos are pretty good, I'll give them that.

I don't even know what I'm talking about. I have about 3 bajillion pages of homework, 3gigjazillion pictures to edit, and I honestly just want to sit and be space. Not take up space. Just be space. Sit there. I know that sounds depressing. But my motivation has flown out the window.

KBye.