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I totally rocked my Math Analysis final today. Just kidding. I guessed half the questions and you want to know why? Because I was too busy delineating college applications in my big head. Yes I have a big head. Christmas is said to be the most stressful time of the year. When I was about four and I heard this I thought. (first I had to find out what stressful meant) "How can this be?" because christmas until recently, has always appeared to me as the most wonderful time of the year (as quoted in a popular christmas tune). Life had things to say to me otherwise. Here's how: Quitting my job probably wasn't the best idea but not a bad one either. Maybe I could've worked things out but to tell you the truth it was slowly eating away at what little of my soul I had left. I thought it would be over but the gray cloud of college applications still hung wearily over my head. I still don't have them done. I spent alot of money on gifts for people including myself (which was fun I admit). But that is no excuse for my actions this quarter. One thing can discribe my overall self-image FLAKE. I tried man, oh man I tried. But for the love of Pete in heaven, I couldn't handle a little bit of stress. (This is going to sound rather odd and quite disturbing so stop reading here if you want your day to remain somewhat untainted). Fuck you Mike. Fuck you and your pathetic problems. Most of you may find it strange that I am talking to myself but this actually kind of helps me get things of my chest when there is no one around to talk to. So fuck you Mike. You need to get yourself in gear PAL. That is my message to myself.

But in lighter news. I really love the new pot belly i've created for myself.

I'm spent. Don't worry about this christmas season my friend. Take solace in the fact that you have a place on this earth. (which is really what i should be saying to myself but fuck that, this is for you, the better people.)