Real Reality Realty

It's good to have a reality check every now and then I guess.

What's my reality?

School starts in 6 days.
I haven't remotely properly studied for anything.
I may or may not be too late for applying to my Uni.
I'm in the Cameron Highlands now, and couldn't bring any school work. (Not that i'd really do anything anyway; let's be honest here)
I really like Muse. Never really took the time to listen to them before, and I'm impressed. It's really obvious they've got some Classical inspiration in their music. I think I want to end up making music like that. But maybe more jaunty, kinda cutting yet bouncy? Maybe.
I have actually fully composed a group piece of music with 2 friends, and finished it. Which means it IS possible to actually do it. Good to know. Hopefully it won't be the last song I finish.
I've finished a book today called "The Game". It was about the secret (not so secret anymore) lifestyle and community of PUAs. And it got me thinking. I'm an AFC. And I've definitely got one-itis. The PUAs look down on that kind of stuff, and try to help "cure" guys like me. Well that's what the community was like when the guy who wrote the book first got into it. It quickly evolved into something a lot more different. At first it was about camaraderie and helping each other out, but then it was quickly enterprised. There's a whole ton of companies out there now that specialise in teaching the art of pick-up. Not something you hear everyday, huh? But it's a real thing. The book was very similar to Michael Ondaatje's Running in the Family actually. Like, I could see this book becoming a recognised IB study book in a couple of years. Damn. I would have loved to do my IOC on it.
I'm not nervous about the mocks. Calm before the storm? I don't know.
I've just realised I've developed this subconscious psychological tool to help me when talking to people. I do this thing where I imagine me and whoever I'm talking to are the only people in the universe. It really helps my focus. Hard to do in a group, but it is possible to adapt it. I don't do this all the time I think, but when I'm stressed, it seems to work. Most of the time.

That's it. This is my reality right now.

Oh, I also forgot to take care of a certain Potato in my room before I left. While I was there, the Spud had grown several disgusting growths on it's body, like some sick plant-like cancer. I touched it and I felt like throwing up. It's face is still there, but distorted by it's cancer. Maybe that's why I haven't touched it since.

What's your reality?