Crap

I'm going through ps3 withdrawal or something here guys. I'm so bored. I can't bring myself to study anymore. I'm cranky, though that might have to do with having to wake up early everyday. It's just all bad here right now. Well not all, but fairly close. No, not happy with myself right now. That's really what I'm trying to say here. That's really all I'm ever trying to say. I suck, I know I suck, I'm trying not to suck but it's really hard not to suck. Someday I won't suck at life. Shit that's been like my life's mantra. Happiness is so goddamn ephemeral. It fleets across your palm only to leave a trail of crap. It's just that when you're in that happiness space, all the crap feels worth it. And then it's over, like papelbon over, like some other analogy that's actually clever over, the point is just game fucking over. and like that, you're left questioning if the whole thing is worth it. doesn't matter, whichever conclusion you come to, unless it's suicide, the process starts anew.