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i'm sitting here trying desperately to write my essay for my in class essay tomorrow (does not make any sense, if you haven't noticed), and i keep finding other things to do. and then i go back, and i pep myself up...

Christine, the task at hand is to come up with a very strong very good argument going against what you think. Then you have to come up with even better arguments to go against the already awesome argument you just concocted in your brain. Then i think. hmm. you know those real big geniuses? the ones that play chess against themselves?? writing a social essay is kind of a lot similar to that...

i never understood that to be honest. how do you play against yourself? i would sit in one chair, make the best move possible, then i would move to the opposite chair, make my mind go blank to what i just did, and from a totally opposite part of my emotions, i would have to make another awesome move, against the awesome move i just made. i don't get it. i mean... how can you just go side to side, making moves and having to clear your head everytime so you don't make any biased moves? and can you ever take sides? "hmm.. right now i'm feeling quite strong on the right half of me, but things are looking to good for the left side, i'm not gonna lie.."

one thing i am good at though, is procrastinating. just look at me. it's funny how i'm trying to write an essay, and while procrastinating, i write in my blog. i just hate social essays. i feel so tied down and clausterphobic. clausterphobia. clausterphobation. clausterphobationizing. clausterphobosity-tionizing. it's like saying, rewrite the whole entire bible on a tic tac. IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE. it's not that i have so much to say, with so little time and space to write it on, it's the fact that i have so many rules to follow and i get stressed out that way.

sometimes i wish i had fish memory. the whole 5 second deal. but then you'd forget everything. i mean, you wouldn't know how to dress yourself, or eat, or even walk. 'cause the second you learn something new, you only have a mere 4 seconds to enjoy it before it goes bye bye and you end up learning it again. and the same thing just keeps happening. like a vicious circle. maybe that's why fish make swimming around in a tank all day seem so god damn entertaining.




i wonder if their eating techniques are voluntary.


"y'all gonn make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here"