there are some days that i feel a bit like a failure. well, not a complete failure. it’s just me seeing areas that i’ve failed in and being quite annoyed with myself. it’s me seeing how irresponsible i am at times and feeling like giving up. but i won’t. my very good parents, who i need to thank for this tomorrow night, won’t let any of us just give up. if you’ve fallen you’ve got to get over your fears and try again.
rather like this quote.
i’m in my comfortable clothes — or as some might call them, my bum clothes. the sweats that are too big and too short, a hoodie, and barefeet. i have my baggie full of chocolate covered espresso beans and a tea cup full of milk by my side. if i ever do live by myself, i think it would be a very scary thing.
these espresso beans aren’t doing the trick though and my brain has stopped functioning. all my thanks have started sounding a bit too rambling-ish and i figure i need to stop for now.
i rather like the word, howdy. it’s totally super cool.
skirts or capris?