Not Supposed To Laugh

But I did anyway.
My week was basically a long string of situations like that, where something would bad would happen and I'd just burst into gleeful laughter. Seriously.

"Goddammit I didn't do anything wrong!" *bud storms off*
"..looks like someone's on their period"
"Oh, douche move dude."
*meanwhile, in the corner* me: "Bahahahahaha!!"

Death threats? Ha! Grandma died? Double Ha! I mean, this week has basically been the shittiest to date, but I can't help but realize that I spent most of it smiling at the stupidity of it all.

I cannot help myself, if I witness something bad but incredibly ironic, I just have to laugh at it.
Like, for instance, today I failed a math test (because the quadratic formula is conspiring against me), and I left the classroom grinning.

I think my brain has finally broken. I simply cannot be serious about bad things anymore. I refuse to let the shittiness of life interfere with my fun.
Side note: 'The Shittiness of Life' is a Hungarian indie film that I saw at a foreign film festival with my friend on Valentines Day. It's hilariously funny, and also incredibly depressing.

Anyway, broken brain aside, it's Thanksgiving break! No school for a week! Feathers with Cassi soon (not as kinky as it sounds) then seeing my favorite Blonde :)


Harty Har Har (the sound irony makes)
Julia