Timing

I'm the worst with timing. I have to tell myself I have to get somewhere at eleven for me to get there at half eleven,and when I dnt and I've ran late it is never my fault for staying to eat another piece of toast or finishing that article in the newspaper but the traffic,train delays,bus breaking down,train breaking down,having to wait for the bus for fifteen minutes after I missed the previous one by a few seconds. At times all these excuses are actually true and the one I hate the most is the having to wait for the bus. When I was younger like twelve I used to tell myself 'thank God I don't have a boyfriend as I would always be late fot our dates and he would end up dumping me' and with the two boyfriends I've actually had most of the time they picked me up from home and even then I would still make them wait at times as I would still be looking for a shirt to wear,and don't get me wrong,that would not be the fifth outfit I would be trying out,just me picking up the first shirt I found after I've spent my time reading another page from that good book instead of getting dressed,and even now as I'm posting this I just boarded my late train to Richmond..I never seem to learn do I?

Listening to - She's got you high

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