My Ice Cream Stall

It's like you wait ten hours at a bus stop in the rain, and then three come all at once.
Either that, or you spend seven months just sitting around, relaxing, and then in two days you have to do everything that you could have been doing for those seven months where you were lying back on the sofa so bored that all you could do is watch the same scooby doo episode over and over.

I can't even explain it properly, but I literally wonder sometimes, why wait around? Maybe yeah, you queue up and you get the biggest, best ice cream. But why acn't I go and look for my own ice cream? What if I buy my own ice cream stall? ...Because that will take even longer than the queue.
But then, I think, at least if I'm getting my own stall, I'm doing something instead of standing around. And then after, there'll be so many ice cream's it's insane.
I could eat ten ice creams every day.
What if I get sick of them? WHat if I stop wanting ice creams. What if I want curry instead? Or pineapple? Or... Not food at all. What if I want to get a Darth Vader mask?

How do you ever know which choice is the right one?

I go this close to crazy when I think about all those parallel universes out there. I might not even be alive in some of them. Maybe I own an ice cream stall. Maybe I can actually do my physics homework. Maybe I'm super tall, with long curly hair. Maybe I'm a complete psycho bitch and I walk around with a gigantic person-size candy cane that I hit people with whenever I see a red car.
*shakes head*
I don't know if this is the best universe, but it's my one, and I'm not a psycho bitch. And I don't need long hair. I don't need to be good at physics....... I just need to take a breath.

This universe has angel delight, and Bon Jovi, and pineapples (don't know why I'm suddenly consumed with thoughts of pineapples) and you know, fuck the other universes.
Because even in a universe where I'm a huge mega star with a massive double bed and curtains that are made out of pure glitter, I would never have questions. And I wouldn't get anything, because I wouldn't ask anything. So maybe I don't have answers, but that's only half of it- the SECOND half. Which is way less cooler than the first half-- the questions, which is what I do have.
La la la ala la... I reallyneed some ice cream right now.