Zoned.

It's one of those days, where you can't help your eyes wander and stare off into the distance, letting your mind go blank, and forgetting your surroundings. It's one of those days, where you're so tired, that if you just stopped moving for just one minute, you'd fall asleep. It's one of those days, where your patience is running low, and you can't stop yourself from telling someone how stupid they're being.
It's one of those days today, and I hate it.

Stop.

Please. Just stop. You sound stupid. Really, really, really stupid. And I feel like someone should tell you that.

Something Orignal.

What's orignal anymore? What's unique? People say that they're different, and that they're unique. But they're not. Everyone says that, so that doesn't quite make it true. I mean, really? If everyone's saying it, then apparently no one's unique or different. To our selves, and the people we know around us, we might be unique, but to the rest of the world, we're just the same.