I do enjoy ranting.

five minutes to midnight sounds like a song title.
I bet you 10 dollars it is.
HA, THAT'S RIGHT. 10 dollars please.

I had to look up the words "5 minutes to midnight" to discover that it's a song.
you may notice now that I am not even a moderate Boys like Girls fan.
love drrrrunkkkk s word blahblahblah, creative right?
no.

okay fine, it's a catchy song.
oh wait, who ever changed the world with a catchy song?
that's right, JUSTIN BIEBER. <-- don't really care if I spelled that right.
but how long will he last? dear Jesus, if "artists" like him become the good ole classics 50 years from today, could you just take me now?
uh, I guess "Jesus Loves Me" is a catchy song, but, its the combination of catchy & meaningful that made it go so far right? ... I think so..

I completely understand that 2 people will read this.
you, one of the dear two people, must understand that I love dissing anything and then subsequently taking it back.

Furthermore, when duty calls one must answer, correct? I feel it is my duty as of this moment to gush out the above statements.
I'm not completely sure how many times the last sentence changed tense.

I really don't appreciate that row of books that periodically slips into a near horizontal position. The whole predicament threatens to shove me into a mood wherein I would tear all the books off the shelf, laugh because gravity can no longer have its way with the lousy collaborations of paper, then slump over and pick up the books before dad advises me to do it.