I hate the fact that sometimes we make mistakes and we have to pay for them. Sometimes it’s easy, other times it’s hard. I made a very stupid mistake last night that I’ve got to put up with. I knew I was in the wrong and I blatantly shouldn’t have done it, but sometimes you can get up in a moment and nothing else really matters. The consequences seem so insignificant and you put them to back of your head and live for the moment. Then afterwards, it’s sharp bump back down to earth. Especially when you realised you’ve made two peoples lives very very difficult! I’d love to be able to turn around and go “Oh well, never mind! Life goes on†but I can’t. I feel sick to my stomach with guilt (I’ve just eaten a roast dinner and ice cream which doesn’t help either). It’s true, life goes on, but it goes on with all the cack that you bring in your wake. I don’t really know what I’m saying, I’m just waffling, trying to sort my head out! Sorry to both you guys! I hope you sort things out! Here’s picture of some cheese to finish.
