I'm a huge perfectionist. I blame it on my Dad...he gets all angsty if anyone mucks up the cushions/leaves mugs on the floor/chucks a tonne of magazines on the sofa. Sometimes it's good. It means I'm pretty hard working. But other times, it's quite inhibiting. I'm really bad at chilling out. Summer's a good time to change, I think. And my summer's turned out to be pretty god damn amazing so far. So starting from today, I'm not going to stress myself out trying to do well at EVERYTHING. I'm going to try to take life as it comes and enjoy it. Like this: www.thefuckitway.com.