Hey. It's been a while. What's up? Here's what I'm thinking about right now.
I'm hanging on by a thread. On everything. I must be incredibly lucky. My classmates and teachers think I'm smart, right? But I'm...not. I'm just not. I'm just...really, really lucky; and one of these days they're all going to see right through me and realize I'm just like them. My friends seem to think I'm likeable, I think. Well, I'm not. And one of these days they're all going to realize that I'm a little bastard. My girlfriend seems to actually like me, but I can't see why; and one day she's going realize that I'm insecure and needy and a total dick.
It's like I'm just waiting for things to fall apart when I should be refurbishing. So that's what I have to do: refurbish. I need to start being smart. I need to start being likeable. I need to start being a good person.
And I can start that by not thinking of myself as what I am, but what I can be. If I can do that much, then I can be that person.

It's so easy to type that. I wonder if I can actually do it...





Yeah. I can.