Sometimes I think I am going mad. When there is absolutely nothing to be mad about!
I have always been afraid of mediocrity. Afraid of being ordinary. Of living in limbo. Of achieving nothing - bad or good. Of living life with no excitement. You know 'when she was bad she was very very bad, and when she was good, she was very very good.' That's my ideal life. However.
Yesterday, I was told that I am boring!
Boring. Sigh. I think maybe I should get a navel ring or an eyebrow piercing. Or a tattoo. Or streaks in my hair. Or even just a rosary. How can I be boring?!?!?
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Neither here, nor there.
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2 comments:
Trust me when I say this - You are not boring! Is it just me or do you have to constantly pump yourself with angst?
I guess it was a compliment :P
you were so boring, and you were good at it, that someone told you so :P
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