That's not really my forte, but all I can really say is try to find time where you can relax and take your mind off of school. Maybe an hour or so during the week before or after doing homework, and as much time as possible over the weekend.
When was the last time you spent an entire day without your phone? What did you do?
I remember the day I first heard electronic music I knew back then this illegal computer sound was gonna be my call My heart got hooked on 4 by 4 beats When house took his journey with Jack Chicago and Acid HouseNow my heart is hooked forever It's in my soul, in my veins On my mind 24/7 I don't care if it's french-tek, hardstyle, hardcore, old school or jumpI don't understand people who are satisfied with ordinary pop music They just listen to whatever radio stations decide they should like Followed by an overkill of ring tone commercials meant for kids And my god, they like it!Some people even think that house clubs are for weirdos only! Maybe they're right, maybe we are weird Maybe this music is weird and maybe the clubs are overrated But we're in this together, we're in this for the love of beats, for the love of loopsIf you're in the scene, being a DJ seems like a natural path to follow Ha, and back in the days DJ's were weird people who liked music in a weird way Back then you would have to be a nerd to become a DJNowadays everybody wants to be a DJ Nowadays everybody wants to be that nerdIt sickens me, I hate those smart asses who think that DJ is an easy way to get laid Well... get a life! If you're not in it for the love of the music, would you please fuck off!
What the darn-diddily-doodily did you just say about me, you little witcharooney? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class at Springfield Bible College, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret mission trips in Capital City, and I have over 300 confirmed baptisms. I am trained in the Old Testament and I’m the top converter in the entire church mission group. You are nothing to me but just another heathen. I will cast your sins out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in Heaven, mark my diddily-iddilly words. You think you can get away with saying that blasphemy to me over the Internet? Think again, friendarino. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of evangelists across Springfield and your IP is being traced by God right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggorino. The storm that wipes out the diddily little thing you call your life of sin. You’re going to Church, kiddily-widdily. Jesus can be anywhere, anytime, and he can turn you to the Gospel in over infinity ways, and that’s just with his bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in preaching to nonbelievers, but I have access to the entire dang- diddily Bible collection of the Springfield Bible College and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your sins away off the face of the continent, you diddily-doo satan-worshipper. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you from the Heavens, maybe you would have held your darn-diddily-fundgearoo tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re clean of all your sins, you widdillo-skiddily neighborino. I will sing hymns of praise all over you and you will drown in the love of Christ. You’re farn-foodily- flank-fiddily reborn, kiddo-diddily.
Do you play Pokemon Go everyday? Do you play Pokemon Go? When you wake up, are you grabbing your phone? Do you wanna catch 'em all? Do you wanna play Pokemon all day long? All day long?