Supercalifragilisticexpialidotious

 Alright so here we are again, welcome to the second attempt at an Autobiography and hopefully the last, if you missed the first attempt please do not make an effort to read up on it, thanks. So, an autobiography, writing about yourself but fancier and more professional? Let's start with who I am  that's the basic gist right? I answer who I am and we have ourselves an autobiography Simple enough I am a very horny individual, typically governed by the Government of India and all the impulses and hormonal changes a growing child(not) of 20 goes through and everything in between.  The usual.  To dumb down this post we'll be following a line to line spacing format instead of the usual burst of emotions/fill everything you can in one big paragraph, bear with me my fellow reader, yes you as I go on challenging the wretched demon of nature always lurking waiting to strike when it's uncalled for... and I am still here, don't worry, I'll go take a dump later, all this ne...

Alright so let's start with explaining how we got to this point, it's 00:08 right now 10th December and the feeling that would best describe, sorry, the WORD that would be best at explaining what I am feeling would be IMPULSE, the sudden urge to do anything, the only thing differentiating an impulse from a want is the thin line of irrationality, but how do we discern? What is the sacred IR normalising any action?  We conform to pre-existing notions of normalcy- is the type of direction where this post would exactly not be going in, as I started typing out the first few lines of this humble and very cool post I decided on not going back to correct and phrasing except changing the word I am currently on, however that did not work out as I hoped because of the innate reflex to change what's wrong, fix the broken, mend the bend, and any other subtle double entendre type line you can piece together, but what I want you to focus on my dear reader is that throughout this post whic...