idiocy.

Things like these make me realize how an idiot I am. No matter how hard I try to cup my hands tightly, the water I receive always escapes in drips, drops, and even floods. Maybe I’m trying to do the impossibles. Am I expecting too much of myself? I wish someone would come and say that to me and make me feel better.

But then I think an idiot like me should avoid being too close to any someone. Especially someone who would make me feel better. For idiots like me, getting close to someone like that is the most difficult task in the world – if not impossible. The water I receive always escapes in drips, drops, if not floods.

Perhaps I should never try to hold water by cupping my hands. I should only do that to hold stone or dirt – I would succeed easily. Eventually lack of water will dehydrate me, but perhaps that’s what idiots like me deserve anyway.

In short: I am frustrated. About myself.

I hope I will go pass this. At least this entry is Uncategorized. Or will I keep doing more Uncategorized?

I really hope I didn’t ruin everything.