goob

I changed my mind.

I know, I know... I'm a fickle minded bitch who can't even decide what panties to wear. (by the way i picked the wrong pair today because they have a hole.)

Have you ever been kissing someone and then start crying in the middle because you're kissing the wrong person? Luckily he didn't notice. I gave him a push and a cheery goodnight... and cried all the way home.

So if I'm crying when I'm NOT alone, there must be more to it than just lonliness. How can I give it all up for one stupid mistake? I'm not looking for perfection.

One stupid mistake. That's all it was.

I'm Goob. I'm not like other girls. I can make decisions on my own, without giving in to social norms.

I'm an anthropologist. I should look at this event objectively, and note the reasons why... the background and the habits, the perspective and the perception. There is always another side to the story.

I don't think I'm done yet.

Begin Operation Second Chance.