V-Day

Valentine’s Day has never been any more to me than just a regular day. Today was the most regular of them all. Last night, I participated in the beerlympics and since I pretty much carried my team, I was really feeling it this morning. So I started my day with a massive head ache. After I showered and prepared myself to function for the day, I watched two movies on Netflix: Insidious 2 and Machine Gun Preacher. Insidious 2 is a great movie. The other was okay, not one of my favorites. Anyway, Netflix took up most of my day. Then earlier tonight, I had to go and see a play put on by the university as a requirement for the theater class that I’m in. Since it was Valentine’s Day, I really didn’t want to go by myself because plays are usually common for couples to go see, especially on Valentine’s Day. So, I asked a friend, who’s a girl, she was down to go. So I bought two tickets, then today she told me that her brother crashed her car last night and couldn’t come. I was fine with it, I figured I could just ask someone else.

As it turns out, I’m more alone than I thought I was. I asked a few girls, one was totally willing to drive an hour to get here, but because of a greatly timed snow storm, she couldn’t come, and I eventually had to walk back to my dorm in 5 inches of snow. I asked two more people after that, both already had plans. Its always the days where you don’t have much to do that you begin to think about things like this. I’ve always been content with being on my own. I even think I’m too much of a loner sometimes. Although, I’m one of the most social people you’ll ever probably not meet. I read somewhere that you have to be content with being alone before you can be with someone else. I think there’s definitely some meaning to that. But I guess I’ll just wait for my yellow umbrella to come along.

Alone.

      Seeing the title may make you think that this will be a depressing post. When I say “alone”, I mean in the sense that I am musically alone. I may be the only person in my dorm that listens to the type of music that I do. You may think, oh that’s no big deal, just get some headphones. Its actually a really tough thing to deal with. I need my daily fill of The Story So Far and A Day to Remember. I always prefer to belt the lyrics out at the top of my lungs as well. I always end up coming back to depth when I talk about music. Of course, I can’t not like people for not listening to more similar music that I listen to. Although, some music is just awful lyrically and melodically. It must take a very small brain to be able to enjoy some of this stuff, or they just aren’t listening very hard. My music sounds good and has a relatable meaning (most of the time) that really makes me feel like I’m connected to the song. 

      I like to relax, chill. I cannot constantly be surrounded by loud obnoxious music and people acting like complete goons. My idea of a good ass night (Bro Code) would be just relaxing anywhere I can put my feet up with some good music and in the case that the planets align, a great girl. But, that’s a long shot. I mean sure, eventually things will come along, but I’m one of those guys who’s a girlfriend guy. It’s what I kind of always wanted. It’s cool to have someone that always has your back and you can do anything with. Of course, your family and friends have your back. But, I’m not sure how to describe it, it’s different. There are very few things that I have trouble putting into words, and that topic is one of them.