I will inevitably let people down. I don't like it, and will strive to make sure it doesn't happen, but I know that the more I learn about myself, the more likely my ideals and motives will change and with that, essentially invalidating contradicting and until then, completely sincere promises.
It's not nice to know that about myself. But, I suppose, at least I know.
I don't care as much about losing weight as I do about feeling fit. You may think it's the same thing, but it isn't.
I seek strength from my closest friends, and can't help mother some of them.
I want exactly what I have, squared.
I still don't want kids.
I will never be sick of feeling the grass between my toes.
Or laughing at dirty jokes.
Or hearing my nearest and dearest laugh, for that matter.
I love finding common ground between me and new people in my life.
As much as I love my holiday, I'm almost missing work.
I still love Zero 7.
I love surprising people, in the nicest of ways.
Stephen Fry is THE MAN.
I'm sick of the Go Compare ads.
I want ice cream.
And that's just today! Thoughts and feelings that may have occurred to me before, some new - but all have been on my mind today.
Happy Birthday to me. I'm grateful for so much, and can't wait to see what this year brings.