school is kooky, but i do like it.
the narcissism that takes place on this blog is unmatched,
but i think if there was ever a place for narcissism,
here would be it.
it's not like i force anybody to read about me,
i just write it and present the option.
it's natural to want to talk about yourself,
i mean, it's in textbooks.

conclusion:
i am a non-competitive conversational narcissist.
meaning that i get so excited when in conversation that i can't help but talk about myself for the sake of the conversation,
without any intent to dominate others.
ladies and gentlemen,
this is the scholarly way of saying that i'm a jabber-jaw.
WOO-HOO!
glad to see my college fees are being well spent.
hey mom, guess what i learned in school today...

i'm beginning to understand the method to my madness,
but now i'm worried i can't handle the applause.
well,
not so much the applause,
that's just what popped into my head,
so i had to write it right now.
i'm kind of a clown.
i don't do awkward very well,
or maybe i do it perfectly well and that's why i'm a clown?
i don't know but i'll tell you one thing:
i had a ball the other night.
could it have been better?
possibly, but if i based my life around "coulds,"
i'd miss all the great stuff that actually happens.
though, "coulds" are nice to think about sometimes,
as in goals or opportunities that won't be passed up in the future.
i do like those "coulds"...