The other day I overslept and came in 4 hours too late for work. I had a terrible night. I didn't realize until my sister woke me up that I was sick. I had fever dreams that entire night.
Well, life is funny isn't it? The ups and downs.... hehe the turn arounds. What to do? Sing. Or something equally fun.
I liked this guy and I told him. Even though I had a feeling that it wasn't mutual it didn't matter. It was important for me to just leap and do it. I'm way tougher than what I tend to give myself credit for. Which is a good thing, I recond that means that I have reserves to draw upon when poop hits the fan. I'm still feeling deliriously happy. I'm just at this really good place right now, despite rejection.
I think that forum helps, not just a little either. It really offers you insigt and a tools that make you able to see yourself as you really are and I really think I've learned more about myself these last 4 months than what I have in the year previous to that.
Sure I fall flat on my face all the time, but Does it matter? I could always just get back up and brush of the mud and the dirt and keep walking. Besides I hadn't invested anything in that guy so all I stood to lose was face, and in the end I'm really the one who desides how much face I'm willing to lose. I could have been embarresed and been scared to show my face ever again, but I really don't see a point in doing that. I've done far worse things and still been able to walk with my darn head high.
so yeah. I guess: Kudos to me and to all the other hopeless and proud people out there!
Cheers!
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