Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance. :)
Day 16: Someone or something you definitely could live without.
I could live without stupid drivers. Why can't people just drive like NORMAL??? Especially in Utah. It feels almost like I'm following people and they haven't decided what they want to do with their lives... "To work or not to work??? Maybe if I drive 15 miles under the speed limit, everyone will love me for stalling the inevitable work week... Maybe if I slam on my breaks for no apparent reason, the people behind me will thank me endlessly, because I brake for text messages."
I HATE STUPID DRIVERS. :[
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So today was pretty cool. I went to Vegas last night with Susi and we worked at an event for her business, yellowpix.com. They are a super cool event photography company that specializes in green-screen technology like this:
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| This is my Herbalife fan club. :) lol. Actually they are my coach, his coach, and the most inspirational guy I know! :) |
It was cool. My knee was bothering me, but overall, there were a lot of awesome people there that were walking or running for cancer. :)
Lyrics for today are an amazing song that has made my life happier while driving. :) Enjoy it and I'll see you on the flip side!!!
Get Over It
by: The Eagles
I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat
Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if I gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work, you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing
Get over it
Get over it
If you don't want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, Get over it
It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak
You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little a--
Get over it
Get over it
All this b-tchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it
Get over it
Get over it
It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it
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