So after a solid month of doing nothing but work and sitting around x_x I decided to get off my butt and go for a bike ride.

My neighborhood isn't very bike friendly. My little area is trapped between two major roads. So after biking around in circles for twenty mintues, I ventured out on the main road and nearly got hit by two cars. >.>; I rode around the back streets for another half hour or so, until my butt started to hurt from the seat.

Why do motorists hate cyclists?? ='[ It makes me kinda sad. They all gave me dirty looks for trying to get accross the street. Maybe that's what I get for trying to bike at rush hour, but hey, I was bored!

Anywayyyy. Don't you guys hate how melancholy the month before school is? It's like all I can think about. August is one big count down to school, and I hate it. I have two weeks left to finish all my summer assignments...which, naturally, I've barely started. Gah. D=

On the plus side, I got promoted at my job. ^.^ That means I can get that phone I've wanted, and when I get my licence this october, I can pay for my own insurance. :3 Sure, it sounds silly that I'm bragging about spending my money, I'd much rather have my mom pay for it all. But unlike the spoiled brats at my school, I'm working and paying for my own luxuries, and I think that's something to be proud of!

Thanks for reading :3

~Andrew

Hi everybody :D this is my first oasis blog post thingy. Actually, my first blog post anywhere. o.O

But it's not about me. It's about a song that I've fallen in love with, called L.E.S. Artistes by Santogold.

Santogold herself (an amazing artist by the way, check her out here: http://www.myspace.com/santogold :D ) has said the L.E.S. stands for Lower East Side which apparently is in Manhattan, and the song is about the fakeness of today's rappers and pop stars and how much of themselves they sacrifice to be famous.

What I'm searching for? To tell it straight, I'm tryna build a wall.
Walking by myself, down avenues that reek of time to kill.
If you see me, keep going, be a pass-by waver.
Build me up, bring me down, just leave me out; you name dropper.
Stop tryna catch my eye, I see you good you force-faker.
Just make it easy, you're my enemy, you fast talker.

I love this whole verse. It fits me so perfectly...since lately, I feel like I've built an emotional wall for people to climb over if they want to reach me. I want to trap the people that could hurt me outside of it, like the name droppers, the fakers, and the fast talkers.

I can say I hope, it will be worth what I give up.
If I can stand up mean, for the things that I believe. x2
Gaining popularity is actually easy. All you have to do is sacrifice your individuality. But I too hope that being me and standing up for what I believe in is worth rejecting popularity.

What am I here for?
I left my home to disappear is all.
I'm here for myself, not to know you, I don't need no one else.
Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later.
You don't know me, I am an introvert an excavator.
I'm duckin out for now, a face in dodgy elevators.
Leap up and suddenly I found myself an innovator.
This verse highlights the flip side of being an individual: standing strong on your own. I can relate to being my own best friend at times.

chorus x2
Well, that's my intellectual rant/analysis of the day. ^.^ I hope you guys see why I like the song, and hope that you guys go and listen to it.

~Andrew