I had a well thought out interesting post about my thoughts on how I was going to live the next year, and I deleted it by accident. This really irks me.
So instead, I will make this decision, out loud, for y’all to hold me to:
I will not let my fear of failure keep me from pursuing the things that I want to do. I think fear has been holding me back for a long time, and this is something that has to change. Just because I might not be the best at something, doesn’t mean that I don’t have something to contribute.
Just because I’m not the MOST qualified doesn’t mean that I’m not qualified.
And just because I know that my confidence and/or lack of confidence in certain areas is all in my head doesn’t mean that it doesn’t manifest itself in my decisions.
Just because I’m paranoid doesn’t mean someone isn’t following me.
Just because I think I’m hungover doesn’t mean I don’t have a fever.
Just because swatch watches are the best doesn’t mean I don’t secretly covet nike watches. (OMG, Lenox is getting a SWATCH STORE!! The ATL is moving up in the world of fashion).
Just because people that hold hands on campus in broad daylight should be shot by a firing squad, doesn’t mean that holding hands is always bad (jennifer, feel free to disagree).
Just because the heat index is 110 degrees outside, doesn’t mean that people don’t still drink coffee.
Just because I’m taking 17 hours worth of class doesn’t mean that I’m going to study. Okay, maybe I will. Or maybe I’ll drop a class. Did I tell you I’m taking 17 hours? Last fall I took 12. I’ve lost my everloving mind. I think it is the heat.
Just because my thoughtful post was deleted doesn’t exonerate me from the commitment I have to keep y’all updated on my thoughts.
This is my favorite time in the semester, only because exams seem so ridiculously far away and it doesn’t seem real. I love it. I’m in a fantabulous mood. I might even go for a run in the heat. I could do without the heat. 92 degrees, feels like 99 degrees. Looks like this:
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