Late night ponderings

Just came back from a ceilidh and in 4 hours time, I've got to be up again to get ready for a day of skiing. Times like these, I hope things get cancelled again. I'm so lazy, I feel like staying in. That's among other problems that I have. And with all these advertisement opportunities popping up in Smorty about extremely awesome gambling websites, it's a wonder I don't suddenly start say blackjack and gain a new addiction.

If I'm not careful, my life will take a downward spiral on the highway to hell and then it's going to be tough to get it back on track onto the clean sleet it once was. Amazing what growing out of adolescence with a hell of a lot of freedom suddenly thrown smack in your face that you stand around like a stoned dog wondering what to do with it can do to you and shape your ideas and mindset and right now I'm wondering if it's those ideas that are going to stick with you your whole life.

All this because I don't want to stay a kid, green with naivety and hopeful but then the way life is treating me so far, I'll age to a nicely bitter middle-aged woman pessimistic about the whole thing.

Heck, I'm halfway there.

Someone tell me what's the consequence of muttering "hell" in a church hall.