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The Apathy Pit


Warning: Heavy Usage of Metaphors and Similes Incoming

Posted by The Present Automaton , Nov 28 2012 · 1,261 views

There is nothing more frustrating* than when you're dreaming or just really deep in thought and everything's really interesting, then something jolts you awake and you instantly lose hold of whatever it was. And you try and try to grab it again, but like a helium-filled balloon on a string, there's barely enough to grasp and it slips out of your fist into the great blue beyond. And you know it was interesting and you want that balloon back but by this point it really is nothing more than a speck on the horizon and you know you'll never see it again. This is yet another reason why falling asleep on the bus angers me. It always happens.

I think I need a new ringtone, anyway. No longer in the cold grip of Apple, I found I could make any song I wanted a ringtone so naturally I went for a song from the Solatorobo soundtrack. Roll'n Roll'n, naturally which I thought would sound perfect. So there I am, waiting at the back of the line to get my UCAS form finalised when a woman comes up with a huge bundle of papers and asks me to take them to the front desk. There were a lot of front desks. In my confusion I was then surprised to hear what sounded like my music streaming out of my phone, and everyone in the room turns to stare at me while this jovial tune bursts out of my pockets. In my panic I end up dropping the armful, only to find out it was a friend calling to see where I was when he was outside the bloody room. I need something a little manlier for next time I think...heavy metal, perhaps. Maybe Mastodon.

*Disclaimer: This is an exaggeration. There are a lot of frustrating things in this world and that is not the worst of them.

EDIT: I just realised this was my 200th entry...yay...

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