what style is to jenny

i feel my sense of style fading. it's sad, it's disgusting. i roll out of bed and wear some hideous, half-assed, slap-together outfit... by no means do i even like it; i just wear it not to be naked. shirt and pants/shorts.

i don't care what kurt vonnegut says; i like semi-colons.


p.s. read Armageddon by Kurt Vonnegut. it's a great read. he talks about his hate for semi-colons in it. i have to say, i was a little heart-broken. i think mr. vonnegut had a little bit of a fall-out there. well, for a brief second.


aside from that... why don't people blog anymore? is it so uncool? has it become passe and "desperate"; (sorry mr. vonnegut) a desperate cry for an ounce of "coolness" or "distinction"?


i think sometimes people waste too much of their lives hating on things or criticizing things. i admit, i part-take in such... i love to make fun of people who listen to "unlistenable" music like... well pretty much any song featured on total request live. is that show even on anymore? anyway, i love to make fun of people who think forever21 summer dresses are chic *ahem ms. universe 200something from japan. i love to make fun of people who think they're so fabulous. i love to make fun of people who are by nature "stupid". i love to make fun of people who think they know what style is or that they even have it. see? i'm a hater. just like everyone else. i can't blame the rest of the world at all. in all honesty, it's fun. no, it's refreshing; it makes us who we are/who we are not.

sure, it's a very refutable sentence. one can simply say that hating or making fun of people lacks substance, that it falls short of being twisted to fit anything even slightly profound. oh, well.