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What am I doing? This won't get me anywhere. I love making up excuses.
"I have to get this done first!"
"Ok, but this is way more important."
"Priorities, Amanda. Priorities"
I love making excuses that stop me from doing the things I love. I avoid people I like because its too much of a hassle to call them up. That and I'm afraid of what they'll think of me now. I'll watch ten hours a day of the Family Channel, yet I'll tell myself I don't have any time to write anything. And when I do write something, I can't get past complaining about my laziness and lack of committment.
Yeah, I'm probably scared of myself, so I stay mediocre all the time. When you've average, you aren't good, you aren't bad. You are just in a nice warm happy medium that will keep you safe from criticism and improvement.
Mediocre Amanda to the rescue! I'm safe in my mediocre cave. Safe with my mediocre grades. Safe with my mediocre dreams. Safe with my mediocre relationship. I am safe.
If I didn't know me, I would make fun of me. "Look at her! She sleeps until noon and doesn't edit her essays!" I never wanted to be an editor anyways.
I want to be spontaneous, but I don't have the money.
I want to be ambitious, but I don't have the ambition.
All I have is bad credit, bad grades, and an unhealthy addiction to addicts, wine, and bite-sized tostitos with salsa. Where's my Pulitzer?
I just realized. I only watched nine hours of the Family Channel today. I simply don't have time for this. Mediocre Amanda away!
"I have to get this done first!"
"Ok, but this is way more important."
"Priorities, Amanda. Priorities"
I love making excuses that stop me from doing the things I love. I avoid people I like because its too much of a hassle to call them up. That and I'm afraid of what they'll think of me now. I'll watch ten hours a day of the Family Channel, yet I'll tell myself I don't have any time to write anything. And when I do write something, I can't get past complaining about my laziness and lack of committment.
Yeah, I'm probably scared of myself, so I stay mediocre all the time. When you've average, you aren't good, you aren't bad. You are just in a nice warm happy medium that will keep you safe from criticism and improvement.
Mediocre Amanda to the rescue! I'm safe in my mediocre cave. Safe with my mediocre grades. Safe with my mediocre dreams. Safe with my mediocre relationship. I am safe.
If I didn't know me, I would make fun of me. "Look at her! She sleeps until noon and doesn't edit her essays!" I never wanted to be an editor anyways.
I want to be spontaneous, but I don't have the money.
I want to be ambitious, but I don't have the ambition.
All I have is bad credit, bad grades, and an unhealthy addiction to addicts, wine, and bite-sized tostitos with salsa. Where's my Pulitzer?
I just realized. I only watched nine hours of the Family Channel today. I simply don't have time for this. Mediocre Amanda away!