I Can't Take My Own Advise.

patience, my child. for it is a virtue to wait, and the wait is the best part. let the excitement consume you, and transfer it to your whole life, school, work, and it will balance itself out. for the wait will be well worth it when the time comes, and then you will be happy, and you will be loved, and it will be good.

i told a friend of mine that this morning. she was worried that she was rushing into things too fast with a boy-interest. and then i told her: "dammit, why can't i follow my own advise?!?!" i know that's what i should do, but for some reason, i can't seem to accept it. patience is a virtue. it's what we're told since we were kids. yet i'm in a hurry. a hurry to fall in love. a hurry to feel the emotion. a hurry to experience the whole thing. i don't know what to do. i've been told countless times that i don't want to be in a relationship, that relationships are hard work, that there's lots of hard times to deal with. but i'm willing to do that. it seems i face hard times pretty easily. i'm a compromiser. i work through things because i don't want things to go sour, to be ruined. so i'm ready for a relationship. i'm ready for the long hours, i'm ready for the committment, i'm ready for the compromise, i'm ready for the hard, the good, the bad, the ugly, the cheerful, the passion, the joy... all of it.