Key

I wasn't really worried about if I was going to go out and kill someone. That's a huge stretch considering I can't even harm a fly. But yeah, that's the general consensus because I asked a friend of mine and she said the same. It could just be the stress of still getting used to living on my own. It's the first time I've ever done it, so it's a bit stressful especially when I don't have a job.

Dr_Rez

I feel that. I felt the same way when I first moved out. Im feeling it right now its why I feel sick. About to move to another state where I dont know anyone and dont have a job in under a month. You just gotta ignore those negitive emotions and realize you control what you think and you will be better off for it.

ps- i Added a little to that last post you should read.

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Key

Yeah, it's definitely tough. I've been searching and i'm planning to call some people back who i've sent some applications to. Will probably be doing that on Monday actually. And I saw the part you added. It does make a lot of sense now though, so I appreciate that.

Dr_Rez

Calling is essential. I treat it like a date. Call back in 2-3 days no matter what. If I had never done that I dont think any job I have applied for I would have gotten.

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Key

Yeah, some people won't even look through the applications until you call them, which I've noticed. I figured Monday would be a good day to do it since it's the beginning of a new business week.

Dr_Rez

Sounds good brah, let me know how it goes in the future.

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ThePhanastasio

I feel like Quentin Tarantino has taken over the narrative of my dreams. They tend to be extremely epic, but lately have been completely inundated with pop culture references.

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Worst dream I've ever had.

I dreamt nonsense, for the most part, then went lucid.

For those not familiar with lucid dreaming, that's when you realize you're actually dreaming during said dream, and can essentially do whatever you want, in theory.

I had this dream, and even told one girl (I've never met) in said dream that I was lucid dreaming and that she wasn't real. She began weeping openly, saying her existence was for nothing and freaking out, and I've never been more upset in my life.

She, in my dream, really believed she was real. I told her she wasn't, and that sent her spiraliing into existential woe. I've never felt so awful in my entire life. She was a product of my imagination, but it seriously tore me apart.

I've also been dreaming lately of boats, of railroad tracks, and of running. I've been running (around the park) lately, but these dreams are bizarre.

The wonderful strange ones have also not left me. I worry occasionally that there's some truth, but then think that if I even think for a moment there's truth, I'll be legally insane.

I can't and won't believe it.

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ThePhanastasio

There won't be anyone to respond to this, but that's my lot in life; I have vivid and awful dreams every single night, and am meant to deal with them on my own.

It's tragic, but please: when I die...you will hear about it. Let everyone know about the dreams I've posted.

I'm 24 now, and I will die when I'm 24. I've known this since I was 13. I can't help it, and it's going to happen.

I have an abscessed tooth right now. That might be it. I have cysts on my spine. That could be it. The point is, this...is my last year of life.

I love and I hate, I cannot be the creator, but I must be something.

Goodbye. Bye 9/24/12, I'll be nothing but a memory.

Life doesn't matter.

Don't worry about what happens after.

Be happy.

Just be happy. It is not your responsibilty to take the whole human race on your shoulders. I promise.

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Howard the Duck

wow! you're even more fatalistic than me

i was reading the obituaries today to compare the ages when some of them died to my current age

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