Summer's already over and I STILL haven't accomplished much. Procrastination is my middle name... in which I need to retire and adopt a new one. If I fail in anything, I blame it on my adapted middle name... before I can blame myself, of course.
I have much to do... and I'm disappointed in myself because right now, all my goals seem like nothing more than just dreams. What's wrong with me? I need to really wake up... so I can grow up.