I haven’t written much lately, and I don’t really know why. I have plenty of crazy stories that I could write about, but I suppose I’m just too caught up in living them than writing them. I’ve been so busy, I haven’t even checked my email in 10 days. When I do have some free time, I spend it spacing out and listening to music, mesmerized by the obnoxiously ugly fan on the ceiling of my new room.
I guess you could say I just don’t think very much anymore. I don’t have much to think about. Life is drama-free, exciting, and fun. I’m having the time of my life, partying every night, making huge wads of cash waitressing, and meeting all kinds of awesome people.
I think I’m just much more amusing when I’m depressed and pissed off.
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yes, just don’t try to be depressed all the time bc that’s not the coolest quality of a person. And I know that you’re not.
no worries there — being depressed is not a life goal of mine. i’ve wasted plenty of time doing that over the past year or so, and, while being depressed and pissed off all the time probably makes me an extremely entertaining writer, i’d rather be happy and have fun and just chill.
perhaps i’m not as funny when i’m happy, but spending every day in state of euphoria and elatedness (for no apparent reason) is quite nice. i’m not sure exactly what prompted this extreme change in overall mood – maybe a bit too much alcohol over the past few weeks, maybe those Diesel jeans, or maybe my crazy new social life that keeps me out until 3 or 4 in the morning most nights – but i hope i stay this happy for a long while. i’d rather be fun than funny any day. =)