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A half pump and it all came out.

For the past few weeks I have been observing the different ways people walk and I've discovered two different patterns. In men, I mean. Some guys take steps and immediately bounce back up onto the balls of their feet as they walk forward. They lean forward when they walk and it looks very awkward. They push themselves forward. These people are usually timid and quiet, always the sidekick friend seeking the approval of his peer group for his actions. He's always unsure of himself, which is why he leans forward to walk--he's always in a rush.

The other pattern is taking steps and leaving the foot down until the last possible moment and then almost dragging it to the next step. These guys lean back when they walk. They usually move a little slower and basically pull themselves along. And they look confident. These are the loners and the leaders--never in a rush to get anywhere because the world revolves around them.

Naturally, I fit into the latter group.

I really need to be studying, but I can't seem to find the motivation for it. Instead, I found an advertisement for an upcoming filmmaking contest that my friend and I are going to enter. I always complain to myself about how much I miss making movies, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to jump back into it. I'll just have to, you know, make the time for it. It's only twenty four hours. I can already feel the creative juices flowing.

Too bad film is a useless hobby, am I right?

This weekend is going to be so boss. I can hardly wait. I'm going to hang out, watch some movies, play some music, eat some food, and relax. I'm especially excited about playing music. I just have to figure out how to get a drum set from my house to my friend's apartment when I live at neither and don't have a car.

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Ashley said…
I TOLD you it was funny!
October 22, 2009 at 12:35 PM
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