If I had a million dollars, I'd buy you a monkey

Job hunting. Part one. Rejection fueled the seekers and motivated them to prove all wrong. Yes, I tried to grip you with that and failed. You know that thing called self confidence? Well mine is dissipating. It's weird how nothing really hits me until days after it actually happens. Yes, my mind is about to explode all over the computer and after all this typing its pretty close. I don't know how I kept myself sane way back when. My blogging has been down recently and due to an abundance of free time recently, well not so much recently for like the last 4 months, I am now vowing to frequently do this to blow off steam. Not that any of you losers care. And I didnt mean losers, if I know you. If you are reading this and don't know me, yes I may say you are a loser. And also, my grammar always sucks in these entries, if you were wondering. Umm so I changed the page, pink! No, I'm not gay, in any way shape or form, but I needed to spice things up. Keep on keeping on.

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Welcome. Umm don't know why I opened with that. If you are reading, I want to take the time to thank you for doing so. I wouldn't read it if I were you. So I don't really know what to blog about. School started, and I am starting to feel weird and also insignificant because I dont have a job. I was watching my new HYDE PARK FOO FIGHTERS DVD and Best of You came on. I got chills it was so amazing. That is why it is the best song ever written. I have heard it maybe like 200 times or more and played it about the same amount of times, but I still get chills when I hear the song sometimes. Absolutely amazing. Anyways that is about it. I showed the church one of my worship songs last weekend, or two. That went well. And I showed Uncle Chris the Ballad of Doug Post, which I also wrote. That also went well. Anyways I am off to find a job. But not really. I just don't want to write about anything right now. adga;jhdgkajhgdka;aahadhhadfhadfahdfha