And that, exactly, is what I'm seeing in my life right now. I have before me almost endless opportunities for self-improvement and social expansion, and I'm utilizing approximately zero of them. It would be an understatement to say that it's a bummer when you realize that you don't really hate everyone else, rather, it's just misplaced hatred for yourself coupled with the unwillingness to admit it. But it is, it is, after all, a bummer. We're not going to talk about yesterday.
Yesterday is over and done with.
Yes, today was nothing much to speak of . My room and the bathroom are now hospital clean. I'm going to stop. Amidst the flurry of papers and exams that this week brought with it, I've somehow unearthed in the spaces in between certain aspects of my character that I'd long since assumed were buried and inaccessible. But in order to safeguard my own hidden motives and private agendas, I am, at this point, going to remain reticent about the exact nature of what it is that I've rediscovered.