self-fulfilling prophecy
06.28.04
Now, it�s 11:37 Monday night. Tomorrow morning I have to leave my apartment by 8:30 in order to make it to Nagoya for my flight to Philadelphia.
I have yet to begin packing.
Did my 5th grade teacher know me better than anybody else when she awarded me the �Miss Procrastination� certificate upon completion of that school year? Or, did she inadvertently start me on some track of self-fulfilling prophecy?
Either way, I still resent the woman.
23:37
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