I can make myself feel good about nothing.
I hate making myself feel good about nothing.
It’s gonna hurt when I find out that I really have nothing to be feeling good about.
But im gonna be feeling good until then. And i’m going to do it anyway.
Do I really have that little foresight?
So, overall, I accomplished nothing, and I know that.
But I still think I achieved something, and I’m feeling good about that.
But I know I’ve done nothing, except make myself feel good.
But that’s obviously a good enough reason to do something.
Then why do I have to feel bad about it later?
Because, obviously, I have other things that I should be doing.
But they wouldn’t make me feel as good.
Then why do them?
Maybe I can make myself feel good about just being able to make myself feel good.
No, I hate making myself feel good about nothing.
But now, I’m doing it anyway.
I hate this.
Hey, now I dont feel that good anymore. wow.
Dammit, now I can even make myself feel good about not feeling good.
It’s like someone messed with my head to make sure i can’t feel not good.
Fix it! I don’t want to feel good!!

I hate exams.
I hate studying for exams.
I hate people who study for exams. If nobody studied that much, then we could all study less and be happy about it.
It’s not like I’m not happy anyway, as all of the above makes obvious.
But then maybe I could just be a lot happier about being happy.
Someone should make rules for the maximum amount that people can study. And kill people who dont follow them.
“Why?”
“Because that’s cheating, and you just deserve to die.”