Pretty much everything about me sucks (I'm awful at chatting up girls, and when I finally get there it falls apart faster than a fully-furnished skyscraper made of spaghetti, I carry an overly negative attitude about almost everything, I'm physically not that impressive etc.). The thing I have going for me is that I'm pretty smart (afterall, I'm about to start a PhD in Chemistry at one of the best universities in the UK for the course (York)), but I feel that whether it's intelligence or talent in other fields (music, pool, snooker, darts, radio) that I've wasted my potential through being too lazy, erratic and incapable of taking the slightest knock.
For a different reason, another thing that truly sucks about me is my inability to properly relax: sure I can sit around and do nothing (or at least, nothing productive) for maybe days on end but I never feel properly relaxed at any point (which bites harder than a hyena).
I always spend too much time looking at the negatives in my life, and the times I've screwed people over and/or hurt them whether on purpose or not, rather than the people I've helped, and who want me around. I focus on the guy who started a fight with me at football rather than the people who backed me up. I focus on the fact that I treated my ex-gf badly (and I was pretty horrible at times, which is something I truly hate about myself) rather than the fact that she accused me of cheating on her when I was comforting a crying friend and so she dumped me via medium of her mum texting me (no, really, and I've also taken another girl on a night out where she knew her other guy, who I knew nothing about, would be). Occasionally, I also feel pretty down, especially after I made a serious error in the lab a while back, and I cut myself, and so I have a huge scar all down my left fore-arm (which my family hasn't noticed, thankfully).
For anyone who read all this: why?
