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The shit I've heard today.

- "Oh it's okay if it breaks, it's only Kenny's stuff."

HAH, OKAY. THE WII U IS MINE BITCH, HAVE FUN NOT PLAYING SMASH IN THE DORM EVER AGAIN, FUCKTARD.

- "I could break your hand right now. I don't like when people touch my face."

NOW YOU NOW WHY YOU ALWAYS PISS ME OFF. YOU NEVER RESPECT MY FUCKING BOUNDARIES, OR THOSE OF ANYONE ELSE. HOW'S IT FEEL? YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE. GROW THE FUCK UP.

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Well. My mood dropped drastically again.

Factor A: I tried recording my singing voice and guitar using my new mic, just to experiment. It was horrible. I understand if my guitar playing skills are bad, since I started practice relatively recently, but I honestly felt pretty confident in my voice. Now I'm not so sure. So yeah, I have yet another addition to my plentiful insecurities.

Factor B: Yet another relationship success story on facebook. I feel bad for feeling bad about it, but it just is horrible. People write about like it was no big deal. "Oh, I went to the dance and now I got this awesome girl and I'm so happy and lol it's no big deal." I know they're probably writing the event in a manner that's cool and all, and it's probably not as magnificent (or maybe it is), but still really gets to me.

So yeah. I honestly thought this day would be okay, with the kids and the family dinner we had at this Israeli restaurant, but I guess that just didn't work out. I don't even know what I'm going to do tomorrow. Probably just sit at home and feel bad. Maybe my dad and I'll go out for a movie tomorrow (my mom's not getting the day off), but honestly I just don't think I'll want to wake up. I wonder how people without serious anxiety live. I can't imagine. Sure, everybody has insecurities and all, but normal people probably don't want to jam an icepick into their throat because their voice is more screwed up than they expected. It's irritating. I honestly try not to overthink such matters, but that just makes me think more about them. So yeah. I guess I'm kind of a fucking mess. Well, I guess a lot of people have it worse than me, so I'm just a little bit of a fucking mess. Like, a banana peel compared to a landfill. Or something. I'm pretty bad at analogies, just like monkeys and typewriters and little hats are sometimes combined to create an awful joke.