Playing gutair. Turning up the music way too loud. Being politically incorrect. Chocolate covered everything. Making people's day without them knowing it. Napping. Convienent stores. Tim Hortons. Crowded cars. Bumping my bass. Eating with my hands. Getting lost and claiming I know where I am. Making people laugh. Messy rooms. Day dreaming. Walking around aimlessly. Singing like no one can hear me. Washing my face four times a day. Boys with pretty bright eyes. Cup cakes. Drop Kick dogs.
dreamers...risk takers..... people sure of themselves....easy going people....people with actual goals in life.
Old school punk, Hardcore, The ocassional corny 80's rock ballad, Songs that when you hear them... you can't help but get up and dance (no matter where you are!) rap, R&B
Garden State, Donnie Darko, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Sin City, Ferris Buellar's Day Off, The Breakfast Club, Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle, Friday, Super Troopers, What Dreams May Come
Scrubs, The Simpsons, Grey's Anatomy, Family Guy, Plastic Surgery Shows, National Geographic, Old sitcoms, vH 1's Best Week Ever.
A Pop Culture Manifesto; The Laws of the Spirit, Tuesdays with Morrie
Jesus...DUH. Oprah (sure she founded Harpo....but she didn't save my soul from the burning eternal flames of Hell) Ghandi...had some pretty sweat ideas: civil disobedience rocks!