The adage 'too much of a good thing' is true. Everything in life needs to be in moderation - we can't always fly at dizzying heights and bask in exhilaration and joy and similarly, we can't always wallow in the depths of sorrow and despair. I'm not just talking about the emotional aspects but also the physical ones of course.
Recently, I've developed a sort of aversion to sleep. I know it seems ridiculous, considering that everybody always has too little sleep. Yeah but I guess it's precisely because I have too much time to sleep that sleep isn't a precious commodity anymore. I remember those school days when everyday would be a mad rush and waking up at 615 in the morning was a bitch. Well I wake up at 715 in the morning now and I get the luxury of not turning up at work whenever the occasion dictates that I don't. So I'm bumming around online at night doing zilch.
I've never really heard any of Taylor Swift's songs besides 'Teardrops On My Guitar' and 'Love Story'. Well I heard quite a lot of them today. And I must say that they suck. The lyrics to a few of the songs are fine but the tunes are all messed up. The songs are completely mangled bubblegum pop. Terrible. Give me mandopop anyday. Speaking of which there's only so many times I can go for walks with an ipod. It's getting kinda boring actually. Oh well until I find something else to do.
