Life: Hmmmmm?

I love to learn, but I hate to go to class. I loathe drama, but revel in difficulty. I have a need for stories but rarely read fiction. I am an adaptor if you will. Uneventful yet complicated.

As such, I find it necessary to constantly adapt. And not by purpose, malice, or even intention, but regardless, I change my mind constantly. I hear a catchy phrase and it inspires me, I am proven incorrect and it humbles me, I am complimented and it gladdens me.

I assume that I am not much different from anyone else in this way. We all have different moods and confidences throughout even a single day. It is normal. But still, there is more. There has to be. Mustn’t something be said for human behavior, for personality?

I wonder what truly motivates me. Why do I say certain things, and why am I so inexcusably sarcastic when saying them? See...

Where do we draw the line between a personality-flaw and originality?