Making mistakes seem to be a major theme in my life right now.
Yesterday, I was super depressed because I'd lost not only my hair, but my self-esteem, and self-respect. I was so obsessed with having pretty hair that I was willing to chop a ton of it off. Yesterday, just letting it go naturally, it definitely felt like a huge mistake [I was bowl-head].
Oh, I definitely felt better about that today. In fact, I was happier about today, because although I don't necessarily feel "pretty," I fixed it, and I at least feel cute. Not like that in a pretty gorgeous long-hair kind of way, but more in a short, small Japanese-girl-with-a-high-voice kind of way. That's essentially what I am right now: just call me Tokyo. :]
But no, today was different: the girl who got a 36 in English on the ACT [a perfect score :D] failed her test for her driving permit. Typical, typical me, to freak out and fail it. On the signs test [nobody cares what the colors on the signs mean!]. Oh well, I can try tomorrow. And the next day. And several more days after that, until I do it six times and have to wait six months. :/
On top of that failure, I almost broke the computer for good, looking up a new template for this [I wanted to go all monster-themed, but that doesn't seem it'll pan out in the near future]. So, you probably won't be seeing too much change for awhile. Or pictures, because my Dad insists that they are "the breeding grounds of devil viruses" or something. So, from me to you: Don't look up templates. At all.
So yes, today wasn't a good day. I made mistakes, and I guess I am to blame, but I didn't do it on purpose. Yelling at me is not only not going to help, but it's also going to make me feel awful. That's why they are called mistakes.
Oh, and if this site gives me any viruses, I'm gonna be super pissed.