Breaking up with people is hard.
Today I broke up with my girlfriend. Well, it was kinda a mutual breakup. It feels weird to say that, because I'm gay and most definitely should not have a girlfriend. We broke up because: 1) I felt like I was leading her on because I'm gay and she didn't know that and This is a run-on sentence that will end now. 2) She and I really acted more like friends than boyfriend and girlfriend, and being her friend is exactly what I wanted. We are now friends, and we will be for quite a while. 3) It was getting to the point where my sister just wouldn't talk to me for a long time. The longest time was two days, which is a huge deal with me. My sister and I are very close, and it really hurt to not be able to talk to her. Yes, she hated the fact that I was going out with one of her friends.
So We broke up, and it was really hard to do it, because I was afraid of hurting her feelings, but in the end she just agreed with me and we started talking about this kid who constantly looks like he is eating his lips. It was a smooth conversation flow.
Other than that, nothing new really happened. I am very excited because "Rent" comes out in less than a week. I am pretty much counting down the seconds. It has the coolest saying thingie ever: "No day but today." It's so simple, but so profound. Plus, the song "Seasons of Love" is one of my favorite songs ever.
I was talking to this friend of mine who (or is it whom?) is very smart today, and he said that I should become a quantum physicist and then figure out a way to get us to Alpha Centauri. Now, if I'm not mistaken, that's not exactly something that a quantum physicist is likely to do. I mean, maybe I could figure out a way to harness zero-point energy, but space travel? No. But then, I could be very wrong.
The reason this came up is because I told him about how my mom expects me to get a full ride to college, but then she's going to make me become an M.D. Which is retarded. I hate medicine. I would commit suicide before going to Medical School. However, knowing my mother, I'm going to end up going to Medical School. That's just the way it is; she wants me to be a doctor, one way or another she's going to make me be a doctor.
-psychic psychopath
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