
To get things rolling,
-Some of you may know this already, but there was that time a couple weeks back when I promised myself I'd speak all of my thoughts aloud for a day, as a way to quit fantasizing cold turkey. I sounded like the inside of a schizophrenic's head, and I drew drawings to match. I was lucky that everyone spent most of the day at work, and I blamed my weirdness on sleeping pills the next day.
-Back when I was young and foolish, aka back in high school a few years ago, I was trying to assimilate the illusion of romance. I took any and all advice I could implement, and ended up admitting a fake crush to a boy, only to have him say he didn't do relationships and walked off to band class. I spent a moment looking tense when I was really trying to think of what girls were supposed to do in that position, so I pulled out my saddest thoughts and squeezed out some tears. A minute later after I had the proper tear-streaked lines below my eyes, I opened them and I was standing alone in a hallway, crying. I chided myself for wasting valuable body fluid, as it was nearly summer, and for indulging in this charade in the first place. Word would get out (which it did) and people would.. urgh... approach me. I'd kept a low profile until then, so the last few weeks of school were unbearable. Luckily the year after people went back to forgetting they ever knew me.
-Once, a little kid asked me what I was thinking about, right while I was in the middle of a fantasy. This is a bit of a double-header dumb thing I've done. I occasionally employ Youtube hypnosis videos, and that morning I had watched one for complete and total honesty to a fault. (it's now been removed by uploader.

Alright, I have blabbed enough for now. I hope I improved my ramble-blocker and my word specificity.
