i live a delightfully stress-free (for the most part) life.
i realized that today. it's so incredibly rare that i stress over anything. i just don't think it's worth it.
the only shit i get upset about is not being able to eat, and not having a place to live. everything else can pretty much just slide.
the only thing i can really see suffer because of my "slide through my life" living is my grades. i can't be assed to care if i make an A or a D in my classes. in general, i don't even check to see what i've made, unless i'm in danger of failing a class... which is like never.
you don't have to even have a pulse to graduate from this damn school.
i realized a few days ago, that i'm insanely good at flirting, as long as i have no interest in the person. i've learned how long to hold glances, when to glance down.... all of that shit. it's a pretty simple formula.
works every time.
on the other hand... if i like a guy... i turn into a complete bumbling idiot. seriously... i like regress into middleschool-like squeals and i can't put together a coherent sentence.
i'm socially retarded.
oh... and i fucking hate incubus and dave matthews. i wish people would just get the fuck over both of them. all their songs sound exactly the same.