today i went to target. i saw a person that looked like alanthebox. and i was like omg its alanthebox! but it wasn’t. his name was like ronarjwlgkwg. some random name. and thats all. i am sick of art now. it is useless. because (according to philosophy) it appeals to the emotions and the emotions are the lowest part of the soul! theres 4 levels. and emotions got put there. what silliness. no wonder there is so much debate about everything. but whatever. i must write my college essay for texas schools about an imaginary guy that can potentially teach me some things.