a turtleneck does not make you 'deep'.

Occasionally, I may be guilty of ‘overreacting’. I’ve been called a ‘drama queen’... only by one person, but perhaps it rings true. It’s difficult for someone who flips tables and shouts ‘GET SOME’ at the drop of a hat to not be a little dramatic occasionally. I actually flipped two tables and kicked a cat while writing that sentence. Anyhoo, sometimes things get to me, like that looney tunes dog, or someone using the word ‘wuvable’, and justifiably I tend to react strongly in those moments.

Some people get drunk in a liquor store parking lot, or cut themselves on a video blog, but not me. I mean who doesn’t love a good blog cutting amirite? But there are more productive ways to get the ‘drama’ out. For example, one could plan out the perfect bank robbery, or steal your own car (side note, doing this in a parking lot in broad daylight is hilarious... ski mask and murder gloves... got the whole nine. Watch the cops’ faces when you explain.) for example.

At this exact moment in time I am rather anxious. Pacing back and forth, carrying on hypothetical discussions out loud as I pace. Debating strongly whether or not to drink the last can of diet pepsi now, or save it for the morning, knowing that whatever decision I reach, I will be disappointed. You know I once knew a person who would actually suggest ‘open the can, drink half, put it in the fridge and drink the rest in the morning.’ To anyone who thinks that’s a good idea, stop reading this blog immediately. It’s not for you. You want the emo teen cutting himself blog.

Also, not directing this at anyone in particular... Diane... but burning oneself with cigars, and testing other common torturing methods on oneself is only emo if you’re doing it to be emo. If you’re goal is to train yourself to withstand torture, then it’s not emo. It’s Awesome... Also did you notice that the last three letters of awesome are emo backwards?... MIND BLOWN! And If you burn over the scars that are already there then I really don’t see the reason to get uppity. Besides, now I know I can at least withstand basic tortures. Burning, waterboarding, being forced to listen to Rebecca black on loop, and ofcourse being forced to read my own blog. That one is reserved for special monsters.