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D is for Disfunctional Diane

I recently bought a journal called my dysfunctions, and it is the most amazing purchase I have made so far. It states that everyone has a certain level of insanity, and that recognising it is the highest level of self awareness. The first prompt was “Sanity is a cozy lie”and the prompt I love the most is “statistics say that 1 in 3 americans has mental illness, look at your two best friends, if they are okay, then you are the crazy one. I guess my friends are lucky that I am the crazy one, as they don’t have to worry about being crazy. Below, I am going to write some of the most hilariously crazy stuff I have done.
  • I was going to take my medication. I had a bottle of water and a bottle of nail polish remover, instead of drinking the water, I drank the nail polish remover. #worst experience ever.
  • I went to recitation with my phone, was feeling a little bit tired, but I had essays to write, so I rushed to Hayden, the library. Once I was at the entrance, I couldn’t find my phone. I retraced my steps went everywhere I had been in the past hour but the phone was nowhere to be found. I was freaking out. I always carry my student I.D and my debit card on the back of my phone, so I was basically screwed. An hour later I received an email from my TA that I had left it in class and told me where to pick it up. #my mind is messed up but there are still good people in the world. 
  • I knew I was broke, but I still bought a guitar even though I do not know how to play it.
  • I left my laptop in the plane when I came back home. My parents were more stressed out than I was about it.
  • Even though my friend had missed her flight when she arrived an hour and a half before, I still got at the airport an hour before for international flight. I missed my flight, but got lucky and was put in the next one. 
  • A friend was selling stuff for senior sale and I decided to go check them out. I bought a beautiful stuff, my favorite, a blue pillow. However, I left my phone there and she left it at desk for me to pick up.

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