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So you know that feeling you get when you are exerting every ounce of energy and all your muscles tense up and you might even get blurry vision? No? Um... well I'm gonna tell you about it anyway. I like to keep a lot of stuff to myself, more than you'd expect at least and one way, in fact the chief way I blow off steam is singing and dancing in a mirror, it is literally the most calming thing ever. I could and probably have done it for hours. It's harder to do at school because I need to hide my absolutely bizarre mix of old swing and modern punk and metal and occasional folk tunes and pop favorites. And what I said earlier about calm, yeah it's pretty much he opposite, it's me jumping around mouthing the words, half wrong to dozens of songs and if anyone were to see me, I would probably be mortified, so I lock doors and windows and double check the blinds and even the vents, for what follows is not pretty. Anyone who has ever seen me try to dance has been treated to an unusual series of movements that are sight to believe so imagine that, except more with some singing thrown in for like a solid hour or two,fun stuff.

The reason I bring this weird hobby of mine up tonight, well first because I'm procrastinating all the work I have to do before finals next week and because I used the aforementioned technique to procrastinate earlier this evening. But second and more importantly, I've been doing a lot of self analyzing lately, I was spurred on by someone at work pointing out that I, much like her friend, said "what's-it-called" and "what's-his/her-face" very often in conversation more as a place holder than a genuine question or lack of memory. So tonight as I did my funny musical ritual in the mirror I could only help and think to myself what would it be like I had this much confidence in real life. Now I would like to think that at least 2/3 of you just rolled your eyes and said something along the lines of "this asshole with all his self confidence has the never to deny it"  to yourselves. And you wouldn't e wrong, technically. When I'm around most of the people who read this, I exude confidence, I don't know why... it kinda just happens, but at school, at work, and just meeting new people I have a tough time holding myself to the same standard as I do around the people I'm comfortable, I chalk that up to reason one of a million I've never had a girlfriend, but that's not the point. The point is that I want to change this. I want to dance in the street the same way I dance in my bed room (metaphorically speaking of course). On another note, some other stuff I want to do, lets say this summer.

Drive a long distance with some awesome people just because...
Enjoy several full days at the beach with equally awesome people
Enjoy several full days at the beach by myself
Work out
Read for pleasure
Read for academic pleasure
Play a lot of music
Lie less
Tell more people the truth
Learn to better appreciate my family
Write, anything really
Get a solid tan
Make $3,000
Improve my grilling skills
Have a BBQ
Get really really drunk with friends
Get really really drunk with friends and sit outside and ponder stuff
Ponder stuff with friends who are cool enough to deal with our drunkenness
Learn 6string guitar (kinda) or ukulele
Work out
Enjoy moments of inconceivable bliss
Cherish moments of uninterrupted solitude
Study moments of adversity
And Remember moments of triumph.

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