drop it like it's hawt

I wish i had strong arms and instant talent for skiing. Just so that i can go to Aspen and compete in the Winter X Games, and hang out with all the snowboarders & skiers. *___*, i would freak. I love snow/the cold so much, even though my skin will get dry and my lips would burn up. True story.

I am so happy pissy. :)
Ay, giraffe.
I wonder if tomorrow will be a good day.

I keep doing stuff that would eventually lead up to disappointment, and i
know that it would too. Why would i keep on hanging on to that one
thread even though i'm already safely clinging on to another rope? It
takes more strength to let go of something as compared to having the strength to
hold onto it. Maybe i'm not that strong yet to let go, i can't bear to let these
memories go to waste. Maybe i can't trust the steady rope as much as the single thread, even though the latter is even more dangerous. I've just been clinging on to the thread for so long, it still hasn't given way. The rope is new, maybe it's weak and will falter all too soon. Either way i'm setting myself up for disaster and disappointment, i'm gonna fall either way.