Fuck Self Expectation, and that Pretentious Tom Hobbes

In honor of the resurrection of my personal sorrow, I have decided to resurrect this blog as well. Go figure, like there's some correlation between my writing and my emotions. Anyway, I have begun to think that perhaps one shouldn't go into things expecting happiness or satisfaction. Instead, always be able to prepare for the worst. If you expect the worst and get the worst, then at least you are not thrown on your ass by being blindsided by whatever shitty thing happened to you. If you expect the worst and get the best, then the only surprise is good. You don't have to be feel disappointment because the end result was the desired one. Yet, some people have a tendency to be optimistic. They assume that things are good. This is illogical. Not everything can be good, so mathematically speaking it would be impossible for only good results to happen and thus people cannot always expect the best. Although I also said to only expect the worst, which isn't very logical either. Not to mention lots of outcomes tend to be irrelevant from logic. They are based on randomness of life. So in the end, all this doesn't matter. Thus, expectation does not necessarily merit any kind of logical reasoning and only the after feeling should matter. This does support my original statement, but really it is all bullshit anyway. Just enjoy the times when things work out is the only real advice. So the entire rest of this paper is stupid, the writer(me)is stupid, and I'll go wallow in my sad depressing songs and feelings and whatever. People are going to think by whatever method they think. So stop searching for online or in someone Else's thoughts. Be yourself, get help from others if you need it, but just find satisfaction in something. Find something to be happy about, there is time for being sad. Sometimes it seems as though we may only be sad, but there is always something to be happy about. If you think it doesn't matter, that's bullshit. Meaning is subjective, if it matters to you it has meaning relative to you and thus has a purpose in life, and your meaning is validated by the new found meaning. The last 8 sentences were fucking off topic. This is so unorganized and unprofessional.