Why do I set myself up to fail?
This isn't the first time, but it's the first time that it's really ever mattered to me.
A few days ago, I decided that I would go out to the Village near where I live and just spend a little time there--walk around, grab a Slurpee, have some ice cream from that place I went to when I was little, take a walk on the beach, maybe even go for a swim. But this afternoon, I wanted to watch an episode of Avatar, and that episode became 10, and I had wasted an entire day in front of my computer instead of doing what I had promised myself I would do.
To whoever reads this journal entry, you have NO idea how mad I am at myself. For letting myself get distracted. By not doing what I wanted to do for so long. For being a failure at life overall.
Is this journal a bit emo? Definitely. Do I feel better since writing it?
...A lot less than I thought I would.
OK, I just growled into the air, now I feel better.

P.S. I'm sure I could have come up with a better mood than "Bitter," but my real mood is actually somewhere between "Regretful," "Shitty," "Rant," and "Torment" (maybe not that last one) so I tried to go for the best compromise. If there were "Self-Disgust" that would be helpful.

P.P.S. Like I said, emo journal. The next one will be happier...I hope.