Micolus the Colossus

I am bewildered. Taken aback. Forced into complete and utter obediance. I am for the first time listening to an album, which possesses such potential. Maybe not a rival to our Godly IV, but still something unique.. Or?

Jesus Christ. I think it just made song of the week.
Beatles.. what a fucking band, eh. Ah, but I'm so retarded :)        

She's leaving home..woof

Now, on to other subjects, such as anxiety and shit. There's alot of that stuff; there always is. But the girl with kaleidoscope eyes... Damnit! Focus, this is not to be another post about music!

In fact, what is this post going to be about? See, I always crave writing when I return home from school, to feel productive and anti conformous (micling.. i think?). The problem is, however, that school is one of them cow milking machines condoned by EU [Eternally Useless]. The milk being brain juice, of course. Or?

I'm sorry this was just really retarded, and I have no idea why I do things anymore. I have a test tomorrow. So what? What do you care? What does anyone care, for that matter

I'm off reading some Foundation to relax, and then, perhaps I'll be able to post something worth reading, it is just very important that I manage to stop my citizens from...

or?