I've never been particularly impulsive.. I often worry over an idea so much that I end up discarding it because most times, the cons outweigh the pros.
This time, though, I'm doing something so completely out of character that my stomach feels like it's been displaced and if I clench my teeth any more than I am now, my father'll have to make me some of his implant thingies, coz I won't have any left.
But why am I doing it, if it's going to make this nervous and skittish as hell? Hm.. I dunno. But I do know that for once in my life I want to try and do what FEELS right, not what I've thought through a gazillion times. I'm sick of doing the safe thing.
Who knows? This gamble may pay off.. I could end up with mud in my face, or I could gain something that's quite hard to find. Either way, at least I can give myself a pat on the back and truly say that for the first time EVER, I wasn't a coward and went after what I wanted.
Whoopee! Strong words.. now I just have to go through with it :P
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