And that's fine.

I don't mind admitting how stupidly stupid I have been.

And today its one of those days I felt like someone had come along to slap some sense into me. I get excited over the most random things, and I have the attention span of a five year old high on speed, who has just consumed a tub of triple fudge-chocolate ice cream with sprinklings of sugar on top. I figure maybe I should take a breather, and calm down.

I keep saying I should do my under grad thesis. Maybe I should start then. I keep saying I'm going to be better at resisting vices I know I should avoid. Maybe I should start then. I keep saying I'm leaving my past (non existant) love affairs behind (seriously, I hold on to the most random people.. I can recite you my yr. 8 crush's home number, because I'm still crushing on him a little). Well maybe I should start it then.

There's a long 'to do' list that I've neglected for much, much, much too long. And today's a Sunday, as good a day as any to start over.

I'm gonna stop saying maybe, and I'm just going to plunge right into the deep end.

Here's to a new start.