Lily's influence

Maybe it was just a matter of time, but finally after being left alone in Provo with Lily as the only other Choplette she may have finally gotten to me. I can say I never really saw this coming, and I am still uncomfortable with it, but today I make an official declaration for all Choplettes to hear around the world: I love hip hop music.

I know some of you might be checking your pulses at this moment, and do I blame you? Absolutely not. I, in fact, am checking my own pulse.

I don't exactly know how it happened but I know it did. Over the past 2 weeks I have attended 2 hip hop concerts! The first one (Talib Kweli) may possibly be the best concert I have ever attended. The music blew my mind, and I had more fun than I could have ever hoped for. There was lots of throwing my hands in the air which lead to pure joy.

This Lily and I shaking it at the Mos Def show.

naC uoy daer siht?

Ebyam nehw I trats ym golb I lliw etirw ni edoc dna teg yllaer doog. sthguohT?

This is a test.

Maybe I need to start blogging this summer so peeps can keep up with me. This is a test to gauge interest in me actually doing a blog. I personally think that no one will read them or comment on my blogs and tell me what I need to hear. Like, "Lily, you are one in a million." Or, "Lily, I wish I were more like you." Or, "Lily, I wish I had one of you in every color!" We all have reasons for having blogs. I want mine to boost my self esteem. Too bad no one will ever see this post. I support that. Go, make friends in the real world while you still can.

do i wash the nalgene or throw it away?

it was a mess. i was in the library during finals week and my eyes started burning and my ears started leaking and i realized it was my brain and i tried to catch as much as i could and put it in a nalgene bottle but i'm pretty sure i lost a good portion, especially the part about heidegger and i was really annoyed because i had spent two hours in a study session that morning and had a bunch of new stuff in there. thankfully all the info about immanuel kant was captured in the nalgene and i was able to use a jamba juice straw to suck it back in. i didn't realize i could suck with my ears. it wouldn't have worked with any other straw because jamba juice straws are the thickest and i must have looked funny walking through the wilk with half a brain in my head and most of the other half in liquid form in my nalgene. i hope no one slipped on my trail of brain drips and there's a big pink globby stain now in the first floor of the library near the big drawers of maps. no one saw my brain oozing out, they were all so into their studying. a little man with his pants pulled up really high walked by but acted as if he had seen it all before. i wondered if i should put it on ice but it was pretty cold outside so i decided it would be okay to just hold in my hand without ice. i hate brainfreeze anyway.

thoughts on heaven

I read this book yesterday called Missing May. It is about a little girl and her uncle that are grieving the death of her dear aunt. At one point in the book she is speaking of her dead aunt and said, "May always liked the weird ones best, the ones you couldn't peg right off. She must be loving it up in heaven, where I figure everybody must just let loose. That’s got to be at least one of the benefits of heaven – never having to act normal again."
I figured this should give all of us choplettes a little hope and a little peace in our souls.

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