So, for those 20 minutes I'm just standing in my airplane sized bathroom when it occurs to me that I was trapped in a bathroom, and that like R. Kelly, I should write an urban pop opera. I'd make loads of money. I could perform all the parts by myself on stage at the MTV awards. I even texted some friends. They didn't get it.
On other news, at the gym I hear this song, "Hope it Gives you Hell." The constant swearing catches my attention, and I love it. Then I buy it. Its awesome. I'm a little obsessed with it now.
And truth be told I miss youAnd truth be told I'm lying!...If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you wellThen he's a fool, you're just as well, hope it gives you hell
I'm sorry, those lyrics are pure genius! and I LOVE it!
Tonight I get a haircut, and tomorrow is Law School Prom. Life is good people!
1 comment:
i totally want to hear your trapt in a bathroom! can i be an agent or groupie or somethihng?
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