"Keep true to the dreams of thy youth"_ Friedrich Von Schiller
For my birthday my dad got me a daily calendar of inspirational/motivational quotes. Then the other day my dad got me a calendar of a bunny committing suicide. The two, I have to say, don't really work together in harmony. Fortunately, the suicidal bunny is only weekly... and I have to admit, rather amusing and cute. This week the suicidal bunny is in a circus attempting to be squashed by an elephant. Upon receiving the calendar, I did wonder why he had chosen this one for me... but I like to think it is an attempt to make me lighten up and see the humourous side of life. Its part of his new Buddhist outlook on the world.
So it is the 1st of January... the day of resolutions. I can honestly say I have never made a proper one. I have said 'I will lose weight' or 'I will start a diary and not give up on it'. These resolutions have always been made half-heartedly. Who ever keeps their resolutions anyway? So I never took them seriously. This year however, I've decided to make one... and it isn't quite as closed, or difficult as 'I will become a size 0 by February'... instead it is merely that I am going to stay as positive as I possibly can and enjoy life more.
Problem though... it is THAT time of the month. My worries and doubts are already starting their attack on me. Bluddy oestrogen! All I can do is remain hopeful that going to see my boyfriend for the weekend, and a reunion with my university friends, will get me through the hormones without tears. If I can do that, then I can do anything, I can take on the world!!! If not, then I have a check-up next week and shall be requesting yet another new pill... after all, I'm not a psychotic hormonal monster, its my pill. Or so I tell myself, but 3 different varieties of pill down, I'm beginning to wonder.
