All week (and yes, I do realize it’s only Tuesday), my friends and I have complained about our classes. How much we hate them, the coursework, and the little amount of sleep that we get. Tonight there was some confusion over AP Spanish homework which led to a lot of Why did I take this class? and Uh! This stinks! and best of all, That’s it, I’m dropping out of school. Now just remember that this is the second full week of school! And since I was already traveled down memory lane earlier, I figured I could do it one more time.
Most of the time, I’m the one that people come to consoling. Last year it was nice to have someone who was there for me. This is the same guy that one day, just stopped talking to me. But when we were talking, it was one of the happiest times. Every night, I would complain about having to do my math homework and he would tell me to chug on, sometimes he would even bring me a milkshake as a reward. It was nice to hear that I could do it from someone who truely believed it and wasn’t just conditioned to say that. This year will make me stronger and I will be better for it. I just have to survive it. Right now, I’m taking it one day at a time and learning to rely on myself for good self-talk instead of someone else. I know that I can do this. I mean, I used to not be able to stand people reading my writing and now I have a blog that I post things on that I don’t even talk about. This is my safe haven.
Well I’m keeping it short tonight. It might help my stress level if I actually did my homework before midnight. Then again, what’s life without a little stress? Seriously… I don’t know.
Good night, fellow procrastinators!
“The possibilities are numerous once we decide to act and not react.” -George Bernard Shaw