So as I was reading my last entry. I notice that not only was I all over the place with my thoughts. I saw it truly didn’t make any sense. Hey, hey, now don’t make that face! I know what you’re saying this chick hardly makes any sense at all. Yeah I misspell words…leave words out…sometimes I don’t even complete my thoughts.
Still I know that words have never been one of my finer points. I just wanted to put it out there that I know I suck (yeah in the good way too) however I’d like to think that most understand. If you feel that my tangents are a bit erratic. Its cause well I am. Me a focus are not good friends. Nope that bitch don’t like but you know what I don’t like that bitch either. So there we’re even.
With all that said the saga continues; I want y’all to know that I feel like this lent thing should be kicking my ass. I’m on day six and I feel as I should be dying without it (FB)…to be completely honest I was fine I really was. Until last night I didn’t have a slip up but I couldn’t sleep last night.
Now I’ve never really ever had good sleeping habits (ugh don’t really have any good kind of habits). More often than not I can’t sleep; it’s been a problem of mine for years. As kid they would send us to bed (I shared a room with sibling four) while he was in sweet, sweet slumber. I would be wide wake hearing him sore. So yeah I sore too but when you can sleep and the person in the same room as you sores (like a Mac Tuck)… it makes it a little difficult to sleep.
Therefore last night I was tempted (by the fruit of another!) to jump on that bitch. I didn’t of course; I don’t want to cheat. I maybe a lot of things however a cheat isn’t one of them. Hmmm though sibling two once told me. She could see me doing it if I wanted to be a bitch. Meh oh well….right back to my point I just felt restless, like I had an itch I couldn’t scratch. When really all I wanted to do was sleep except my brain didn’t wanna stop thinking stupid thoughts. Ugh stupid, stupid, stupid!
In spite of everything I stayed strong…I didn’t give in to my urges. I just need to say that I have been too tired today to really think about my almost laps (excluding this interlude) or FB. I have been good… well as good as anyone would expect me to be…cause really how good do you want be to be?
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