Hello my treacherous friends, thank you for joining me here tonight
You know how I always have cracked out dreams that make WAY too much sense? I had two over the past few days that were so incredibly logical. One of them even had music that changed with the scene- like a fucking soundtrack. At one point it was the song from the ER episode when Dr. Green died. It was so perfect and I was frightened.
Anyway, this weekend was homecoming and I decided it was best to not give a shit. Pajamas and phone calls from Corey were enough for me.
My research paper sounds so smart. Seriously, so many big words. Granted I dont know what it means, but it sounds like I do [i hope]
You know how sometimes things go so well and its scary because they are bound to only get worse??? I have that feeling. Like, everything is pretty much how it should be. I am doing well in school, my roommate situation rules, my friends arent trying to die, and I am sleeping at night. I dont have drama even a little.
I dunno. I hate to complain about things going well, but I'm afraid they will get bad. I must be cautious and make sure they stay so brilliant.
I will give you some statistical data now...
Out of the approx. 240 days spent at school last year, life satisfaction + happiness levels on a scale of 1-10 (10 being superb, 1 being I-want-to-die):
High: 10 days spent at a level 10
Low: 15 days spent at a level 1
Average: ranged from 5-7
Out of the approx. 44 days spent at school this year, life satisfaction + happiness levels (same scale):
High [10]: 18-22 days spent at level 10
Low [1]: 1/3 day spent at level 4
Average: consistent 8,9
Yes, the above information does prove the popular theory that I am a gigantic loser. But, fuck you cause it works for me :)
Anyway, this weekend was homecoming and I decided it was best to not give a shit. Pajamas and phone calls from Corey were enough for me.
My research paper sounds so smart. Seriously, so many big words. Granted I dont know what it means, but it sounds like I do [i hope]
You know how sometimes things go so well and its scary because they are bound to only get worse??? I have that feeling. Like, everything is pretty much how it should be. I am doing well in school, my roommate situation rules, my friends arent trying to die, and I am sleeping at night. I dont have drama even a little.
I dunno. I hate to complain about things going well, but I'm afraid they will get bad. I must be cautious and make sure they stay so brilliant.
I will give you some statistical data now...
Out of the approx. 240 days spent at school last year, life satisfaction + happiness levels on a scale of 1-10 (10 being superb, 1 being I-want-to-die):
High: 10 days spent at a level 10
Low: 15 days spent at a level 1
Average: ranged from 5-7
Out of the approx. 44 days spent at school this year, life satisfaction + happiness levels (same scale):
High [10]: 18-22 days spent at level 10
Low [1]: 1/3 day spent at level 4
Average: consistent 8,9
Yes, the above information does prove the popular theory that I am a gigantic loser. But, fuck you cause it works for me :)