I'm Coming...

Jul 03, 2007 23:58

Don't look at me like that.

You have no idea how much I've flip-flopped over this decision. This wasn't a dumb-ass whim of the brain-less ditz my parents take me for.

Now I need to borrow somebody's U.S. address, if anyone wants those energy drinks I brought with me the last time I came down. (I know I would.) 'Cuz I can't bring those on the plane, so I figured I could have them shipped directly to somebody States-side, and I could pick them up from you when we meet up.

Or maybe I'm just crazy. I hate asking for favours 'cuz I've known too many people who've fallen through on their word. I actually hate relying on other people because it's a sign of dependence, and dependence has been synonymous with weakness pretty much all my life and it's annoying and disgusting and disappointing...

... and I'm ranting....

('Course, it's not like I'm any better. *stares a stack of presents slowly accumulated over the past year, and bangs head against wall*)

Sorry, just feel like I'm setting myself up for disappointment and disaster right now.

I mean, I just finished booking my flight and already I'm afraid I've made this big, huge, horrible mistake...

-S@m
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