So, here I am again. 11pm, monday night. Trying to get this lab report done yet again. Every week I'm in this position, gradually leaving it later and later. But thats just me. I'm not perfect yes I leave things to the last minute, yes my desk is always a mess. But I like that.
Yup I like mess.
Clutter makes me feel more at home than anything else.
But that's me. And I'm good at being me, in fact better than anyone else. Ever.
I'm not the most intelligent, the most funny, charismatic or organised and I'm definitely not the most beautiful, but I'm me. I'm ok with that, and tbh there's no-one else I'd rather be.
Here's to being me!