recovery.

it's funny to me that in my 2nd year of college, i am still not used to the mid-quarter nervous breakdown that usually happens in the winter term of the school system. with that said, i can honestly say that the way i'm coping now, is hell of a lot more beneficial to my well-being than how i used to cope. and with THAT said, i'm a much healthier person mentally and physically.

however, i can't help but find my disposition awkwardly intriguing, and i mean this in a darkly humorous sense. anytime the shit hits the fan for me, it rains, and when it rains, it pours, and when it pours, i drown in an ocean of emotions, partly due to the skyrocketing rates of cortisol production thanks to my fully functional endocrine system. meh, it's all hormonal, right? well i can't honestly i hate my hormones, just cortisol, albeit the fact that cortisol mixed with thc is pure bliss. it's a shame that i ain't duckin at the moment.

it took me five chemistry homework questions, three songs, two disney videos, one video song cover, and one short story on facebook to get me up to par with my machinery, and i'm feeling a whole lot better now.

derek portea does not fuck up, and i plan to keep it that way.