Evaporated

"Here I stand sad and free, I can't cry"

Well another day, another class I accidentaly missed. I went all last semester without missing a class and then bam, I missed 2 already this semester...and in the same class none the less. My Gender and Politics Class did not get to feel my presence today because I was too busy getting sucked dry of my blood. It went much longer than it should have because they added a new question to the test beforehand, "Do you have any heart conditions?" Technically, I have a heart murmur so I had to answer yes. They basically put me through a physical and interrogation to see if I was going to be able to give, even though it was my 6th time giving. I finally got it all straightened out and got to sit up on those comfy chairs and get poked. I think this was my best time giving blood ever though, everyone around me was talkative and nice and my blood services guy was awesome. I had to interview people for my journalism class and it was a pleasure to just talk to this guy, he even seemed to get a kick out of it. The best part of the whole thing: I was doing the interview while giving blood...and there is my interesting lead.hehe. It seriously didn't hurt or bruise as much as it usually does and it was tons of fun. Now I just have to write the article that goes along with it, which shouldn't be that bad. I missed class for the blood drive though, but I think this was a little more important than class any day...especially that pitiful exuse of a gender class.

I am feeling kinda off today for some reason, everything is just a beat off. I did well with the blood drive but afterwards I had trouble getting lunch, couldn't get my notes together and basically just couldn't get my act together. I know it wasn't the lack of blood or anything, I was just fucked up after it. I kinda got in a very lazy mood after the drive and even got a little down, you know those sudden waves of sadness that really don't mean anything...they just kinda hit you. Well, it hit me today for most of the day. Did I feel guilt about missing class? Probably not. Did I feel sick after the blood giving? Nope. I can't think of even one rationale that could possibly explain it...and that pisses me off.

I have really been digging Ben Folds lately, more than usual. I now have switched from Rocking the Suburbs to Whatever and Ever Amen and now I can't stop listening to it. From Fair to Evaporated, this album just hits all the right notes( pun not intended). I can't literally connect sometimes with the lyrics, but the overall feel just seems to be speaking my language completely. If you can hit a listener right between the eyes with some raw emotion, it doesn't even matter what the lyrics may be.

Evaporated is just so fucking beautiful, everyone needs to own that song.

Song Of The Day: Ben Folds Five- Evaporated