I need to make a serious effort to get my s*** together and pull myself outta this slump. I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself, I'm tired of being stuck in the same rut and I'm tired of people not figuring their own s*** out.
If I end up coming off as an a*****e to the people I care about, well sorry to say, then it's on them. Maybe I wouldn't be so bitter if I felt like I actually had my place to myself. Maybe I'd be less testy if I didn't have to hear people yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs about how s***ty work is, while the moment I say "For f*** sakes," if I die in a game, then somehow my voice is so loud that it's carrying outside, somehow louder than literal screaming at the top of your lungs. Maybe I wouldn't be so cynical if everyone's problems weren't dropped onto me on an almost constant basis.
All I know is I gotta make a change. Things are gonna be different this year. I'm gonna make sure of it...
OH! And I'm gonna make my feet reek! Odour-wise, my feet have been lacking for a while and I wanna start going to the gym more often, run on the treadmill, do the cycling machines, rowing, what have you. I wanna get fit, but I also wanna get feet... that stink.
Seriously, I want someone to come up to me in the changing room and tell me that my feet smell disgusting. I'd probably welcome that with a grin and a thanks. I don't know why, but I love when people smell my feet just as much as when I smell other's feet.