so how can you sleep?
Let me tell you people something.
I am by nature an unhappy person.
Everything is going great in my life right now and I am still unhappy.
I have interesting classes where we read and talk about a lot of unbelievably fascinating and profound ideas.
I am going to the 48th best university in the country for free even though I did no homework in high school. I'm basically cheating some poor hardworking kid out of the scholarship he could have landed.
We have a 10-1 football team and a basketball team who plays with heart. I have season tickets. I am allowed to go on ESPN.com as many times as I want per day. We have free internet.
I go to class for 3 hours a day. The rest of the time I have to do whatever I want.
Mostly everyone whom I definitely dislike in the world is thousands of kilometres away from me.
I am in good health. My dorm is a 1 minute walk from a massive rec facility where I could do whatever I want if I chose.
I have a card that pays for all of my meals.
I have way too much money for someone who hasn't worked for shit since he was 15.
I am smarter than everyone else so I don't have to study for anything. I can get at worst a C and at best a 100 on whatever I do.
I write terrible papers in english class about golf and the teacher gives it an A when the average grade is a C-.
People used to like my blog back when I wrote in it.
No one cares if I want to sit in my room all day and listen to Shakira and watch West Wing DVD's. I don't listen to Shakira.
The only thing I've been hurt by in the last year is my lower back.
I am in a relationship with a girl who is nice. One tends to be surprised once he ventures out into the great unknown and realizes that there are a lot of mean, crazy people out there. I am in a relationship with a girl who is nice to me back even when I am being myself (an asshole) to her. And she goes to an Ivy League school, but she's not a huge dork or anything. A rare breed of woman, my friends.
I can drink as much Wild Cherry Pepsi as I want, even though I gotta tell you it's getting pretty goddamn disgusting.
I'm not an alcoholic. Maybe that's my problem. Fur shurr, bra.
In the face of this, I am unhappy.
I want change even when there is no reason for it. I screw things up with people and with school just to make my life more interesting. I am unthinkably lazy. I don't do things I'm supposed to. I get crazy ideas in my head and am half compelled to act on them and turn my life completely upside down. I look at the ground when people talk to me.
The sad thing about this I will probably always be unhappy, at least in the near future. When I graduate and go to grad school or get a job I won't be happy. When I go back home unhappiness will set in once I have sat there for a while.
I am really a spoiled kid. I have been spoiled and I actually feel spoiled, like whatever that's supposed to make a person tick inside has just melted or gone stale.
I'm not turning to this for support.
Chances are I don't want it.
I don't really know anything right now. This is strange, as usually I know everything.
I don't think I'm going to get a job. I think that it will be easier just to buy a car and drive around and go to minor league baseball games and sleep in the backseat.
I am by nature an unhappy person.
Everything is going great in my life right now and I am still unhappy.
I have interesting classes where we read and talk about a lot of unbelievably fascinating and profound ideas.
I am going to the 48th best university in the country for free even though I did no homework in high school. I'm basically cheating some poor hardworking kid out of the scholarship he could have landed.
We have a 10-1 football team and a basketball team who plays with heart. I have season tickets. I am allowed to go on ESPN.com as many times as I want per day. We have free internet.
I go to class for 3 hours a day. The rest of the time I have to do whatever I want.
Mostly everyone whom I definitely dislike in the world is thousands of kilometres away from me.
I am in good health. My dorm is a 1 minute walk from a massive rec facility where I could do whatever I want if I chose.
I have a card that pays for all of my meals.
I have way too much money for someone who hasn't worked for shit since he was 15.
I am smarter than everyone else so I don't have to study for anything. I can get at worst a C and at best a 100 on whatever I do.
I write terrible papers in english class about golf and the teacher gives it an A when the average grade is a C-.
People used to like my blog back when I wrote in it.
No one cares if I want to sit in my room all day and listen to Shakira and watch West Wing DVD's. I don't listen to Shakira.
The only thing I've been hurt by in the last year is my lower back.
I am in a relationship with a girl who is nice. One tends to be surprised once he ventures out into the great unknown and realizes that there are a lot of mean, crazy people out there. I am in a relationship with a girl who is nice to me back even when I am being myself (an asshole) to her. And she goes to an Ivy League school, but she's not a huge dork or anything. A rare breed of woman, my friends.
I can drink as much Wild Cherry Pepsi as I want, even though I gotta tell you it's getting pretty goddamn disgusting.
I'm not an alcoholic. Maybe that's my problem. Fur shurr, bra.
In the face of this, I am unhappy.
I want change even when there is no reason for it. I screw things up with people and with school just to make my life more interesting. I am unthinkably lazy. I don't do things I'm supposed to. I get crazy ideas in my head and am half compelled to act on them and turn my life completely upside down. I look at the ground when people talk to me.
The sad thing about this I will probably always be unhappy, at least in the near future. When I graduate and go to grad school or get a job I won't be happy. When I go back home unhappiness will set in once I have sat there for a while.
I am really a spoiled kid. I have been spoiled and I actually feel spoiled, like whatever that's supposed to make a person tick inside has just melted or gone stale.
I'm not turning to this for support.
Chances are I don't want it.
I don't really know anything right now. This is strange, as usually I know everything.
I don't think I'm going to get a job. I think that it will be easier just to buy a car and drive around and go to minor league baseball games and sleep in the backseat.