I've had a lot on my mind, what with my graduation drawing nigh and me going through a phase of bluh-I-hate-my-drawings-kill-it-with-fire-, but somehow I don't think it's because of the regulars having bad luck since I'm not really one of them.
Everything bad that happens to me is generally my fault in the end, so I rarely complain about it (unless it's anecdotally terrible, in which case I make an I Am a Fucking Idiot complaint, of which fewer are popping up so I guess I've learned my lesson).
But in comparison with most of the other regs, my life has been a bit meh. It's a lukewarm pool of comfort and yet anxiety for the future, which I'm solving tomorrow by doing some stuff (he said, generally).
Compared to last year, I've been doing much better. I have actual friends now, whom I actually hang out with. I'm less afraid to be stupid and be a part of a fandom that most people hate, and those two things meld well these days due to most of my friends also being bronies.
We're throwing a party for this Saturday. Guess why.