"I'd like to offer moral support but I have questionable morals."

Some random updates:

A dear friend of mine tells us what she eats for breakfast each morning because it’s the most important meal of the day. I always thought so too until I learnt during an IQ test that the meaning of breakfast is “the first meal you eat in a day”. Nothing about it being important. Well, I had a glass of chilled wine this morning because it was so hot. I guess it was the first meal I had, so according to “IQ-test-meaning”, we can deduce that it didn’t matter too much.

Then I was eating chicken and I was eating and eating and when I went to get another piece I realized it was a chicken head I had picked up with my chopsticks. What a meal.

And then I administered a personality test on myself and boy, do I have some antisocial tendencies. What does that mean? I guess in a nice way, you could say I’m non-conforming, creative and contemporary. But in normal words, I guess it just makes me slightly crazy.

And then my boyfriend tells me some cute girl tried to hit on him at the gym. I wonder if I should be proud or is he hinting that I should join the gym? 

And then I looked through at my photos from my recent 2-day trip and realized that most of my photos were secret snapshots of people doing funny stuff around me. And then I wonder if other people do this and whether this is normal. 

And then I remember my professor once said “What’s normal? Normal’s boring.” 

So that’s my update for now. Stay tuned.