Sunday, March 20, 2011

In retrospect...

Maybe switching my major wasn't a good idea.

In the past hour, this book has convinced me that I'm a neurotic schizophrenic with an oral fixation who is still stuck in the phallic stage and lacks a superego.


There goes my life. Right down the shitter. Which apparently mirrors my anal-expulsive personality. OH GOD.

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