half-baked chocolate chip cookies

Recently, I picked up a new book. I was determined to finish it and make a review out of it. But that was 2 weeks ago. Now it sits on my night stand, keeping my magic 8 ball company.

That is an attitude so appalling, but sadly, is the kind I have now with most things.

I started a new John Legend piece on the piano, but I haven't made it pass chorus. I enrolled into a pilates class but have yet to see results. I got ready once for a night out, but took a raincheck the minute the friend called to say she was running late. I struck a conversation about passion and dreams and making it big in this world!, but lost interest the minute he paused to gather his thoughts. I accepted an invitiation to climb rocks, but turned it down. I accepted an invitation to watch a movie, but f*cked it up. I accepted an invitation to run a marathon, but was disappointed upon learning that it did not involve any DVDs.

What has become of me!?! Actually...don't answer that.

And if you allow me, I am going to write this entry half way and stop here.

Case in point.