I think everyone goes through periods of time where they don’t get much sleep. Maybe it’s because they are depressed, maybe it’s because they are bored, or maybe it’s because they just don’t like sleeping. Eventually it doesn’t even matter what the issue was to begin with because over time it becomes all three. I don’t know. But I’m sure everyone has experienced it at one point.
I seem to have experienced this quite a lot, and I’ve never really found a good solution. Usually my body just evens itself out. Ups and downs. Lows and highs. Darkness and the light. All of theses things are also known as contrast aka what makes the world work. As I’ve always said, without contrast our world does not exist.
Either way, right now I am in a period of little to no sleep. It’s been about two weeks now for this particular episode. The first week I was on an emotional and creative high. I felt great and I got a lot done creatively. This is week two and I feel like crap. Everything is making depressed, I’m reminiscing about high school, I don’t know what I’m doing with my life and today I rented “Shrek Forever After” out of a Redbox. I have officially hit rock bottom for this episode (at least so far).
What I think I look like right now.
I feel totally paranoid. I’m sitting in my living room but I’m turning around looking through the windows in this room because I always feel like people are peeking in my windows watching me and it makes me feel very lazy considering I’m just sitting here on a laptop, and I’m not a lazy person. I also feel like every time my hands are near my crotch, or out of sight, the person watching me assumes I am masturbating. This is very uncomfortable considering I am not masturbating. I also feel like every time a nude post goes by on Tumblr the person watching me is judging me, then judging me again because they assume I am masturbating to said nude post when I am just readjusting myself, if I may say that.
I got a nice little taste of notoriety when I made my first post, which was a true story about something that happened to me in high school. It was a very crude post and it was written in a very crude form, appropriate to it’s material. I love it though, there is no fun in most things conventional and playing it safe gets you nowhere. If I agreed with what everyone said then I would be living the very boring lives that I make fun of. I’ll write more on this later because it’s something I’m really interested in and I don’t want it to be drowned out in these words.
Anyway, I think I’m going to turn this post into a little personal blog.
So the other night, as I mentioned, I was out seeing Horrible Bosses (which was pretty good, I’d recommend it). The people behind me were really annoying, especially these two guys right behind me. At one point I took out my phone and wrote down some key phrases being said by these two guys, who were obviously unrecognized geniuses.
- (In response to a trivia question onscreen [who said, “Damn that Texan. When you need him, he’s dead..”]) “Oh! Robert De Niro!”
This was most certainly not said by Robert De Niro. I don’t even want to..
- “Kick his ass Seabass. What’s that from?”
Are you freaking kidding me?? If everyone doesn’t know “Dumb and Dumber” by heart then I fear for this world. Also, if you don’t want to look like an idiot, don’t quote movies then say, “uh, what’s that from again?”.
- “(quotes family guy).” *friends laugh, apparently love Family Guy*
Family Guy sucks. More on this later.
Also, for some reason, this was probably one of the worst smelling experiences I’ve ever had in a theatre. The guy behind me who just couldn’t shut up, had the worst breath of all time and I wasn’t even sitting next to him, my thoughts go out to his friends who most likely shot themselves in the nose later that night. Then this couple comes and sits down and I don’t know why, but they smelled like a bologna factory. Seriously. So I look over and I notice the guy pulling out a giant home made sub sandwich. It was way gross and it smelled really bad.
So it was a crappy time at the movies, minus the movie.
Then this week I saw a post on Tumblr about some girl being sad, so I was like, “I’ll be nice” and I anonymously asked, “What’s wrong?”, to which the girl rudely and subtly berated me for not knowing that she was sad over a fucking Harry Potter movie. So I just want to take the time to apologize and say I’m sorry for not knowing you were getting emotional and losing sleep over a fucking Harry Potter movie. Sometimes when people cry for hours and lose sleep it’s over serious issues, but if I had known it was over a fucking Harry Potter movie I wouldn’t have said anything. Oh, and you’re welcome for trying to help out and lend an ear. Your response wasn’t rude at all and it totally didn’t make you look like a bitch.
That’s all I’ve got for now. Have a good night everyone and enjoy yourselves.
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