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Personality tests bring a new clarity to my life. I apparently don't want to recognize things by myself but when I have them told to me in a HTML-friendly box, everything makes sense. Everything has order. I know my insanity.
I don't open up to people. I've realized my life is a series of stories involving odd situations that I've been in with no obvious motive behind it. Laugh. Mingle. Compare. But don't ever learn anything real about me. Oh no. That's not allowed.
I don't know if I can do it. As I was lying in bed, trying to defend my defenses to Matt, I realized that I didn't even know that I had a problem. How are you supposed to whole-heartedly back up your decisions and your entire thought process when it caught you off guard?
Jesus Christ, I'm going to make an amazing psychologist. You don't have to be sane to tell people they are insane, right?
So new years have not brought me new decisions. I'm still the same old thing. A glass of champagne and a countdown equals a new number on a check but that's it. I can pretend that I'm going to become more organized. I can say that I will eat better or that I'll stop smoking. But in all honesty, there's nothing more depressing than being forced to do something because the earth has orbitted the sun.
Hallelujah, another year has passed! I will eventually be one year older and one step closer to legality and the real world.
Class is starting. Another balancing act of friends, lovers, employers, and professors.
Will someone explain to me why my cat is the only person that I trust?
The world is corrupted by miscommunication. Chew on that.
I don't open up to people. I've realized my life is a series of stories involving odd situations that I've been in with no obvious motive behind it. Laugh. Mingle. Compare. But don't ever learn anything real about me. Oh no. That's not allowed.
I don't know if I can do it. As I was lying in bed, trying to defend my defenses to Matt, I realized that I didn't even know that I had a problem. How are you supposed to whole-heartedly back up your decisions and your entire thought process when it caught you off guard?
Jesus Christ, I'm going to make an amazing psychologist. You don't have to be sane to tell people they are insane, right?
So new years have not brought me new decisions. I'm still the same old thing. A glass of champagne and a countdown equals a new number on a check but that's it. I can pretend that I'm going to become more organized. I can say that I will eat better or that I'll stop smoking. But in all honesty, there's nothing more depressing than being forced to do something because the earth has orbitted the sun.
Hallelujah, another year has passed! I will eventually be one year older and one step closer to legality and the real world.
Class is starting. Another balancing act of friends, lovers, employers, and professors.
Will someone explain to me why my cat is the only person that I trust?
The world is corrupted by miscommunication. Chew on that.