(as in pity party!!)
it's my blog, and i'll wah-wah if i want to...wah-wah if i want to...you would wah-wah too if it happened to you... (i would use cry, but i'm too much of a chicken and worry about copyright rules :)
i'm at my wits end!!! no puedo mas!!!
i'm under a pressure cooker, and this goose is cooked!!
if i was to be perfectly honest with you my dear, dear reader, i would tell you that my spirit is troubled and heavy. a thousand times i have asked myself what i'm doing and where in the ... did i (at my 30 something, dangerously close to 40years of age) get the idea that i could be SOMEBODY! the problem is that i can't quit. i can't quit. i can't quit. why? i'm glad you asked. i can't quit because i'm the star of my own story, "THE LITTLE IDIOT THAT COULD."
yes, that's right folks! step right up, step right up, and see this little dumb*#@ attempt what is downright and outright outlandish. will she or won't she? will she break under the pressure and give up on herself? or won't she seem all the more pathetic for trying? what will it be? right now it's any body's guess.
i can't be all things at all times. i can't be a college student/
mother/wife/pta/housekeeper/bookkeeper/individual.
To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:
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A time to break down,
A time to build up;
A time to weep,
And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,
And a time to dance;
apparently, this is my time to break down. we will see what time tomorrow brings.
bonsoir mon cheri lectuer. je fait mes devoirs.
