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I know though,
that it’s my bad. For expecting even a little bit of reciprocation. For asking for even a little bit after everything. Definitely my bad.
So following the birth of my son 9mnths ago, the maintenance of natural hair became overwhelming. Long story short i spontaneously relaxed.... Fast forward to a few months later my hair started breaking like mad. Along with that there has been the crazy dandruff which i have never had problems with in the past. I've been slowly cutting my hair in the hopes of reviving it and starting afresh. Still not sure about a big chop. Glad i relaxed my hair because now i know for sure that i definitely prefer my hair natural for many reasons and i have seen the benefits. #sorryself #noregretsthough #wtkinks #hairshegoes
I'm realizing how little I eat
How unhealthy I am on the inside And out.
Why I Am Not a Mathematician
The reasons are actually too numerous to list here, but at this particular moment, one stands above the rest:
1. There are 52 weeks in a year. 100 books divided by 52 weeks = approximately two books a week.
This also means that, since there are about 4 weeks in a month, I need to be reading 8 books every month in order to stay on top of this ENORMOUSLY COMPLICATED equation of constant reading. When I started this project, I thought to myself, "Oh, 365 days. 100 books. Those are good odds!" Stupid. This was a stupid assessment of the situation. They are not good odds. In fact, they are really terrible odds.
And so now, two weeks into the project, I am (according to my Kindle, which kindly keeps track of this sort of thing for me) 25% finished with Jane Eyre , my life has become a constant struggle to crunch the numbers, and I am looking ahead to massive tomes like Middlemarch and Great Expectations and wondering how on earth I'm ever going to finish this odyssey on time.
And yet, I refuse to be deterred. I am going to soldier bravely on, because if I give up now, then the math wins, and I lose my life-long battle against geometry and algebra and (apparently) simple division.
Week Two. 2.25 books down. 5.75 to go this month. (And that is good math.)