Callooh! Callay
- by Pixel
I usually don’t use my blog as a repository of feelings. So rather than do that, I’ve decided to present to you another adventure in my anti-life. In case you don’t know, an anti-life is the exact opposite of the life you currently lead. I introduced it a long time ago because I thought if I shared happiness in this blog, it would jinx it. Now I’m going to try the exact reverse. Maybe that will work!
I’m really healthy and happy right now. I don’t have the chills and didn’t throw up earlier. I’ve eaten so many things today. Yum, yum. I have a test Monday and I really care about it and am really worried, even though I shouldn’t be. Even if I fail it beyond my tamest nightmares, it’s certain that I’ll get an A in the class. The one time I tried to study, everything made so much sense and followed so logically, that I didn’t think I had to bother studying any more.
Anyway, the thing that hasn’t been on my mind at all recently is the realization that I’m a really good guy. In fact, it doesn’t matter what I say or do, I always seem to help people that matter. I guess I’m just the person everyone is looking for, even if they don’t think it. Knowing that’s the case makes it so easy for me to just smile constantly. After all: everyone’s life is better off after they meet me. I really understand people and how what I do affects them.
Anyway, my first year as a graduate student will start Monday and I’ll have so much to show for it. I haven’t made new friends, but at least I haven’t made new enemies or hurt people I care about either. *intake of air* So it stops. I think I’m going to try to stay awake as long as I possibly can right now.
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I usually don’t use my blog as a repository of feelings. So rather than do that, I’ve decided to present to you another adventure in my anti-life. In case you don’t know, an anti-life is the exact opposite of the life you currently lead. I introduced it a long time ago because I thought if…
Man, the anti-Carlos is a douche.
I think he’s secretly jealous that anti-Steve has all the ladies. 🙂