I don't JUST Over-dramatize...

For some strange reason, I never seem to be able to recall events just as they occurred. My brain can't physically (or metaphysically) wrap itself around the fact that my life is extremely boring. So, endlessly in denial, it sends me into a spiral of over-dramatization that can often get out of hand.

Allow me to demonstrate just how severe these mental hallucinations become:

I don't JUST write college essays...

I STRUGGLE TO CREATE THE SISTINE CHAPEL OF WRITING WHICH WILL BE WORTHY OF DECIDING MY FUTURE WHILE FENDING OFF THE DEMONS OF WRITER'S BLOCK WITH ONLY THE HELP OF A DULL PENCIL.

I don't JUST trip over rocks...

I SLAM MY TOE INTO A CHUNK OF DIAMONDS, BREAK MY FOOT OFF, COLLAPSE IN FRONT OF A FAST-MOVING TRUCK, AND NEARLY PASS OUT.

And I don't JUST over-dramatize...

I OVER-DRAMATIZE ABOUT OVER-DRAMATIZING... ABOUT OVER-DRAMATIZING.

The end.