Short

I found something truly awkward, and weird, and hilarious.
I remember when was the first time I heard Panic! At The Disco.
Build God Then We'll Talk.
Few years ago, I was on Stips (Israeli Yahoo, as I call it), and somebody just put a link to a video on youtube saying how crazy/weird/preverted it is.
I told you that everything that I meet is weird.
And I meet them in unexpected places.
And then I hear them forever.
Until I'm getting over it, usually a trauma.
Paramore is such a great example, and Twilight, they come together, I regret it.
But I regret it because of the trauma, and nobody is the same ever since.
It's like a suicide of a family relative.
All the closest ones are becoming a wreck and it's normal if they'll suffer from tics.
Too bad that "lies", "intrigues", "pretending" and "pure evilness" killed themselves on 2012's spring.

Well, it could have been worse.

I can tell you that I met All Time Low's Don't Panic album thanks to Anorexia, but it's not weird, because it's not directly.
Directly?
I met them through candies.
One girl wrote something about Lifesavers.
I had no idea what it is except that it's a candy.
I just kept reading.
And it showed up.

I can't believe that I hear music that came from a ridiculous sources.
I can't understand it, like, why?


I HAVEN'T HEARD THEM -AND SPECIFICALLY THIS SONG- IN AGES.
THANK-YOU-THANK-YOU-THANK-YOU.
Teenagers.
I can't remember the alst time I've heard it.

Well, I guess it's the time that it's finally useful to upload the weirdest thing that happened me this week.

Twitter decided to alert me with something important in the morning (Twitter never gives me any alerts, so it's really weird).

Okay, in few seconds I'll upload it, but I can't just leave this alone.
That filthy lie.
 "Violence is never the answer"
PFFT!
OF COURSE IT'S FUCKING IS!
Another great example why my building should be a whole new country.
Violence, is always the answer.
I got stuck in the elevator with some friends, my dad forced the doors to open (meanwhile, I danced in it), our neighbors got stuck in the 10000 time, my dad did it again, the elevator's door didn't open on the third floor, flick off that weird flickery thing to open it, somebody got your parking? Show them your powerful and violent tools to solve this, usually as a threat.
If you don't agree, I'll fucking beat you up to say so.
What can I say, I'm a bucket of rainbows!