1. I hate it when people I strongly dislike also enjoy my favorite band ever
2. I can’t function and do 72397239429 things I need to do because I just want to go home already
3. I just ate like 8 spoonfuls of Nutella
4. My room is right in front of the bathroom and I can hear my roommate’s every fart magnified by the toilet.
5. My roommate is annoying and socially retarded
6. I am so emotionally and physically drained
Everything is going as planned, but I am almost up to the point where my plans get more and more obscure. Almost up to the point where I won’t have a plan B or a plan C or a plan D, and it terrifies the shit out of me.
I envy my brother who is planning on moving to Africa to brainwash little African children with the religion he has so much faith in. I wish I believed all that nonsense again, because my life would be so much easier. I wish I could bury all my ambitions and join my brother in living in a perfect world where god has all the perfect plans and everything makes perfect sense and everything happens for a perfect fucking reason.
But those wishes are things of fairytales and this is reality