Perky Pioneers

I am desperately trying to keep my mouth shut and I am actually, for once, succeeding at it.

Though I am at my limit. Well, if all goes well, tomorrow will tell whether and what kind of something is going on.

Life has made me a skeptic.

I siriusly hope I won't be disappointed. Because for once, just this once, I am actually trying to do stuff right.

I am afraid to ask the question.

I made myself an algorithm on which to act on, but in the end,  it's already faulty, because I am afraid.

Usually, I would just storm in without thinking of the consequences, but look where it has brought me up until now.

At least I proved myself today that I can be patient.

I feel like I am going insane again. The good thing is, it makes me stop caring about trivial stuff, bad thing is, I am stuck in my mind labyrinth and it keeps me from sleeping.

Well, I guess I can only hope that stuff turns out. And I have at least another 24 hours to wait.

Yay.

I really should stop procrastinating. And stop the psychoanalysis.