I've been sick and it's rather a bummer since I totally missed out on the 4 day week-end. Well, fairy tale's over for tomorrow's another grueling day at school. I just have to be positive about all of it. And hurray to me for being putting off finishing my English homework. It'll catch up on me sooner ('bout maybe five minutes from now) but I don't really want to rush it. I've been reading (that's actually all that I did the whole day, apart from finishing my Economic home work) and it's great. I captured the feeling once again and living another world can truly be life changing. It gives you the right amount of inspiration that you've been missing out on lately. Which I do. 

Inspiration for me has waned a lot and things in school really isn't helping. But elements outside of it can project a happy prospect for me. I guess I just have to be an optimist. I quote Greyson Chance. I'm waiting outside the lines so why don't I get rid of all the hesitation and seize the day? Nothing will happen to me if I stay mobile in one place and wait for my chance. It's never going to come if I don't pull out the guts to actually do something. I know it's hard and I'm up to my eyes thinking about how I'll get over my stage fright (I acquired this recently, probably from the heartache I had last year which practically diminished any self confidence I have left) but I guess with enough prodding I can do it.

I don't want to gloat to others, and I don't want change myself to show them since that would mean it is their opinion that means a lot to me, not my own. I really want to better myself for myself and not in order to please others. That totally robs all possible growth. So I should probably stop writing here and get myself hyped up about that English review I should be doing about that horrible movie, Helen of Troy. It's a far cry from Troy although I'm pretty pleased about that part with Paris dying quite shockingly sudden and with Menelaus ending victor in his face off with Paris. I just have this thing with Paris. There's something about him that makes my blood boil. Oh, maybe he's not such an ADULTEROUS BOVINE TRAITOR. I still have this grudge with him even if he's portrayed by a really gorgeous man by the name of Orlando Bloom.

I've been sick and it's rather a bummer since I totally missed out on the 4 day week-end. Well, fairy tale's over for tomorrow's another grueling day at school. I just have to be positive about all of it. And hurray to me for being putting off finishing my English homework. It'll catch up on me sooner ('bout maybe five minutes from now) but I don't really want to rush it. I've been reading (that's actually all that I did the whole day, apart from finishing my Economic home work) and it's great. I captured the feeling once again and living another world can truly be life changing. It gives you the right amount of inspiration that you've been missing out on lately. Which I do. 

Inspiration for me has waned a lot and things in school really isn't helping. But elements outside of it can project a happy prospect for me. I guess I just have to be an optimist. I quote Greyson Chance. I'm waiting outside the lines so why don't I get rid of all the hesitation and seize the day? Nothing will happen to me if I stay mobile in one place and wait for my chance. It's never going to come if I don't pull out the guts to actually do something. I know it's hard and I'm up to my eyes thinking about how I'll get over my stage fright (I acquired this recently, probably from the heartache I had last year which practically diminished any self confidence I have left) but I guess with enough prodding I can do it.

I don't want to gloat to others, and I don't want change myself to show them since that would mean it is their opinion that means a lot to me, not my own. I really want to better myself for myself and not in order to please others. That totally robs all possible growth. So I should probably stop writing here and get myself hyped up about that English review I should be doing about that horrible movie, Helen of Troy. It's a far cry from Troy although I'm pretty pleased about that part with Paris dying quite shockingly sudden and with Menelaus ending victor in his face off with Paris. I just have this thing with Paris. There's something about him that makes my blood boil. Oh, maybe he's not such an ADULTEROUS BOVINE TRAITOR. I still have this grudge with him even if he's portrayed by a really gorgeous man by the name of Orlando Bloom.