Day 0.1 of Larpmaxxing

As I felt my hard-leathered cushion succumb to the weight of my rotting, concave lump of meat, for no longer than a second I—miraculously—gained a passing sense of consciousness; my carbon footprint has had a greater impact than I. It might’ve touched more grass too.

Surprising? Not quite.
The not-so comfortable abode of the 4-walled area a second party might note as my “home” has driven a routine comprised of little but gluttony, haphazard motivation, and convenience. It festered something I would’ve beseeched the Pope to add as the 8th Cardinal Sin.
Complacency.

Now, my fleshed-out thoughts on the matter are yet to be put into words, if they ever will, however this entry serves to replace the mindless scrolling in search of who I am, but rather find foundation in who I want to be. Though a quick introspection would denote myself as an embarrassingly feeble chatgpt-like outline of my aspirations, one has to start somewhere.

In reality, this blog is closer to a self-serving canvas for me to sketch out my thoughts, but if someone has actually read through my rant by some bizarre coincidence, I applaud your tenacity, where my ill-written sentences will likely perturb most.

I plan to simply note my achievements in areas I want to improve, reminiscent of a character stat screen. The following are my areas:

Fitness (F)
Art (A)
Studies (S)
Knowledge (K)
Extracurriculars (E)
Community (C)

These are my current priorities and interests, in no particular order. I plan to subjectively score myself tomorrow with a skew towards below avg—which may or may not irreversibly damage my self-esteem—but it’s fine, because that’s a problem for tomorrow me.

Later.
Probably.
Unless I forget.