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Music makes you want to move

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Life has been nothing much but music and you know, this thing called school. I've been thinking about what people actually do when life gets boring and routine. It actually makes me wonder the lengths people go to attain excitement. It sucks to be trapped in this education system sometimes because you always carry this conscience that each time you have a little bit more fun you have things like term paper/presentations/readings like a freaking parasite at the back of your head (But I admit I don't follow my conscience more than 50% of the time exclusively pertaining to school). I believe that I'm not the only one who's suffering from this. It really sucks to be extroverted sometimes because my threshold for excitement stretches all the way up beyond the skies and I have to seek out external stimuli to attain that excitement level, which sucks the draining energy out of me. So here I am, staying in my little shell in the meantime.

I've also been thinking about mixtapes lately. Probably inspired by nick and norah's infinite playlist and definitely Butch Walker. I was wondering if there is such a thing like a musical soulmate? Just like anything else, I'm sure everyone's music preferences differ. And it's really nice to have someone special to share your music interests with despite differences. I think mixtapes are really cool and especially for someone like me who has broad preferences and range of music interests, depending on my mood, mixtapes would be lovely.

And yes, I need to find a good host to embed my playlist in this blog, it's so silent in here. I really like tumblr though.
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