Hey look, a positive entry!
Despite my constant morbidity, I am an optimist. Some time before a new term begins, I start thinking to myself, "This upcoming term will be the best ever!" I hype it up to the point where there is no chance whatsoever that I will be satisfied when it arrives. Worst of all, I realize that in the process but don't let it hinder my hype. Past experience has shown that I was disappointed with every single term (save for 1A, because it was such a radical change from everything I've known before), so there's no point getting excited about yet another term, right? Well, no. I was possibly more excited than ever before about this term while at the same time already preparing for the devastating disappointment of unmet expectations.
But something went wrong. It's not that my life is suddenly wonderful and my expectations have been met. No, I'm just not unhappy with the way things are going. It's as if the longest losing streak of my life (well maybe second longest) has finally ended and things are back to the average. Some things are working out and some aren't.
This is perfectly fine, but at least I don't feel like I am in a huge rut. This entry was supposed to be much more profound and interesting, but I'm so rusty that I failed. Also, I need to learn to write conclusions.
But something went wrong. It's not that my life is suddenly wonderful and my expectations have been met. No, I'm just not unhappy with the way things are going. It's as if the longest losing streak of my life (well maybe second longest) has finally ended and things are back to the average. Some things are working out and some aren't.
This is perfectly fine, but at least I don't feel like I am in a huge rut. This entry was supposed to be much more profound and interesting, but I'm so rusty that I failed. Also, I need to learn to write conclusions.