Its quite ironic to me that all of MY plans for the next 6 months have, over the last month, fizzled out or moved to the back burner. Ironic? perhaps not so much. I cant help but feel frustrated, and upset as suddenly the opportunities that I didn't really want to be involved with are really the only realistic happenings left.
I hate when this happens, especially when my reaction to most of it is no better then the one a two year old has when she doesn't get her way. Though there is no physical tantrum involving high pitched screaming and flailing limbs... there is a bit of pouting, and in my head I really do want to stomp about until i get my way.
In the end, I'm not to sure what I'm more frustrated over the fact that I don't get to do what I want to do, or how foolish my response was.
Someday hopefully I'll mature from this stage.
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