My mom says I do well at being myself and not floundering in the eyes of pressure...so with her words stapled to my mind I hoped that I wouldn't come across as a completely socially awkward nerd--which actually, is a huge possibility that I could, considering that is definitly a part of "being myself." But in this moment I couldn't contain myself. The very word 'patient' made me quiver with impatience, and so I boldly took the situation into my own hands, completely spitting in the eyes of the very definition of Waiting.
As a humble and embarassed living witness of one who decided to take a chance, I confess, don't do it!
Or at least do some research first.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
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Your writing is so mysterious, do tell more!
you don't mean it.
Tolstoy...Just started War and Peace... another love after The Brothers. Russian Lit, does it get any better?...
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