Suspension of disbelief

It is always interesting how news get to you, well, after awhile I came to realize that funky news do not come to me, they fly to me. I don’t need to look for anything, they just come, unattended and at any time. First, you think… wow, you gotta be kidding me,right? No one in their right minds would do something like that, but, then again, you start over and rethink to which you will come to a brand new conclusion: oh hell yeah, one would do that! First impressions analyzed, and you are sure you’re up to a semester of fun. It’s quite funny when your head start to spin like a character in one of those stream of consciousness novels, in which the character thinks as he/she acts…. I felt just like Clarissa Dalloway, with two tiny differences – I was not going to kill myself in the end (life is too short and it needs to be lives in its full), and I was not trying to throw a party to anyone, but to me (and it was supposed to be a fun one!). While I was musing over what I’ve heard I realized that if you want to hang out with people who think they’re Jason but in fact act like Benjy, I should have realized I was up to a bad start…. and hopefully to a funny end (well, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful semester of funnies – and I really want to see it blow!)

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