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Mood: Tremendously Uplifted
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So today's been pretty much one of the best days in my life, and I can't explain it. I'm really sick, and whenever I swallow I'm in tremendous pain, but my spirits have been ridicolously high. Me and my dad visited the library. I read the Little Prince again, golly that book is just mountains of wisdom in less than a hundred pages. There is this one part, and I'm manly enough to say it, where the prince meets a fox, and it's like this shockingly simple lesson of friendship, I wanted to cry, but I don't think I can because of my sickness, BUT i got all snotty and that is the true signal of emotion. This is really bizarre, I must have like the single most fucked up neural action potential sodium phosphate transactions in human history, seriously. I'm sick, really sick, my parents vehemently and very subduedly (sp?) coldly don't get along, my house is cold and empty, and I'm in like one of the best mindsets I've ever been in. Ever. My mom's talking about how I probably won't go to the hospital because of money, I feel great. My dad's talking about how he resents his life , I feel great. This is bizarre. I think all of this wonderful astoundingness stems from when I was enlightened after the Pietasters show in Jessica's backseat. I feel so great today. Score another one for team bipolarity! We're batting a thousand baby!
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So today's been pretty much one of the best days in my life, and I can't explain it. I'm really sick, and whenever I swallow I'm in tremendous pain, but my spirits have been ridicolously high. Me and my dad visited the library. I read the Little Prince again, golly that book is just mountains of wisdom in less than a hundred pages. There is this one part, and I'm manly enough to say it, where the prince meets a fox, and it's like this shockingly simple lesson of friendship, I wanted to cry, but I don't think I can because of my sickness, BUT i got all snotty and that is the true signal of emotion. This is really bizarre, I must have like the single most fucked up neural action potential sodium phosphate transactions in human history, seriously. I'm sick, really sick, my parents vehemently and very subduedly (sp?) coldly don't get along, my house is cold and empty, and I'm in like one of the best mindsets I've ever been in. Ever. My mom's talking about how I probably won't go to the hospital because of money, I feel great. My dad's talking about how he resents his life , I feel great. This is bizarre. I think all of this wonderful astoundingness stems from when I was enlightened after the Pietasters show in Jessica's backseat. I feel so great today. Score another one for team bipolarity! We're batting a thousand baby!
------------ good fences have never made good neighbors --------------