I am a horrible person...

I think I finally know why I don't have any friends or better yet, why I don't easily make friends. Sure I am a shy person, but it is more than that. It is my brain. That is who I blame. Dang brain! Why are you doing this to me?!

You are probably wondering why I am blaming my brain. Well I will tell you. Or at least give you an example of a day in the life of lo's brain.

This is what my brain does when walking in the halls at UVU. Ready?

"Oh hey Bruno Mars. What up? I thought you were in jail. How is that guitar strapped to your back treating you? Really? A rolling backpack? Are you trying to break my leg? I wish I were a baby. You get carried everywhere! Asian. Mexican. Ethnically unidentifiable. I wish it was an even year. Then the Olympics would be on. Work it Tyra! FIERCE! Don't work it, old Tyra. Oh hi Eric Bana. You should have never been The Hulk. That girl is going to run into the door...NOW. Why do all those boys wear those baggy beanie hats? I bet they are hiding something. Alien heads maybe? ADJUSTMENT BUREAU. I didn't know Perez Hilton went to UVU. Imagine that.Can that kid whistle? Because he looks a lot like that guy from The Wonder Years. I wonder why Asian boys always have the cutest bags? Designer bags no less. Justin Bieber much? Haircut. Get one. That girl forgot her pants. Sad. I wish I had those boots. INTERVENTION! I wish I had him. Woah. Oh someone from high school! Awesome. Too bad I don't remember their name...Fred? Nope. That person thinks I am someone else. Guaranteed. Ear buds. Ear buds. Ear buds. Headphones!!!! Oh yeah! Time to enter the classroom. Prepare yourself for boredom...now."

And that is what it is like to be my brain walking from the LA building to the PS building. Understand now?

I am a horrible person...