My Perception of Time

I've always been thinking of time as a series of successive events. Because time is not really days/hours/minutes/seconds but things that happen. That's why I feel that a lot of stuff have happened since particular day and I presume that a long time has passed. I often realize that it has not been so and it wasn't 'ages' but days. But I exist at the present time, anticipating the things happening around me. Nonetheless I can come back in time using my memories, which I prefer to refer to as my 'Analogue Time Machine'. It is more complicated with the future, though. The future always changes, and I fail at trying to make it clear and stable for me.
This perception of time helps me not to miss anybody because I can come back in time to tell them something, to listen to their advices or just to laugh at stupid jokes together. I can also change my past, changing my memories, deleting them, making new ones. It sometimes feels like cheating, sometimes unsafe and then I become unstable in the present. Well, I manage.
Anyway, this is my first attempt to try to write detailed description of my perception of time. So I guess I may have made a few mistakes or maybe I did not get it the way it is, or maybe it is not the way it should be.
But that's it.

My 555

It's not Interstellar, it's the number of days since 1 September, 2008. I became the student of the Uni I'm studying in now. Yeah, I like celebrating random stuff.
About the trial: I eat less sweet stuff, but still eat this. I excluded it for 4 days the previous week, but then I went home and there everything is not the way it should be. I made two sketches, one of them thrown away now and I miss it (remember not to throw away anything like that again). I dig House m.d., not physics or anything else. Maaah. Yeah, I fail another trial. But, being a good kid, I wake up early (overslept today).
Nothing really happened these days. The same old stuff.
My friend has an exam tomorrow and I'm super-worried about this.
Over.