And counting! Yes, after last weekend which is arguably one of the craziest I've underwent, I must have purged some sort of demon or possibly a very irate woodchuck from my oh so tormented pysche. Whatever the result, writing one of those nonsense poems actually aided me somehow and I managed to make a breakthrough I had made before, but not really focused on. Yes, I've decided the "Powers that Am" are just plain sadistic. That's the long and short of the matter. I'm going to call it "God" for simplicity's sake, but it could be a variety of uncomprehendable super-entities.
Anywho, my new goal is to stop letting life get to me. The stress, all forms, has just been pulling me down, pushing me back into a well of despair I frankly find a tad too cramped and just a bit too musty for my exquisite tastes. Therefore I've launched an "Anti-Depression" campaign where I treat everyday like a battle with God throwing me disappointment-filled dodgeballs while I attempt to deftly dodge the dangerous Dyl-desolating destroyers. Yesterday, overall, proved to be a relative success, thus the above score. Today, while it has had its' share of pitfalls, has likewise turned up relatively sunny. And by sunny, I mean nice, pleasant, warm sunny not scalding, scorching "DEAR FAKE LORD MY UNDERPANTS ARE ON FIRE AND I'M NOT EVEN WEARING ANY" sunny. So let's hope that this, unlike my myriad of other plans, does not fail. The true score is probably more like God 316137211, Love 11111211, Dyl -15. But I can start a new slate anytime I want because it's my crazy game and I make the gosh-dern rules!
On another, not so positive note, I've yet to begin studying for my AP tests. Although I could, hypothetically, make 5's on all if I wanted to work for them, I'm fairly certain 3's and 4's will suffice at any college I go to (meaning not crem de la crem or however you dirty frenchies spout it). Thus, I'm not really stressing out over them. Que sera, sera. I have three complications, one of which will be gone in a matter of months, one which will be taken care of in a matter of slightly more months, and the third which I won't need to deal with for at least 6 or 7 years. Even then, the last is the least of my worries. So, with three main obstacles and all essentially matters of time and me making one or two choices, I'm about set. Everything in between, while requiring work, shouldn't be too difficult. If I let my standards drop. And if I have my way, drop they shall!
So that's about all. A cheery update, compared to the normal chain of patheticness, and hopefully one of many. Quite possibly I'll fall down and God will start racking up points sometime very soon, but I can hope, right? I can't? hmmm... Well, I will anyway! Until next time and way after that.
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