how many times will i play the hero? how many lies before it's true?
Sometimes I amaze myself.
One day, I can be so committed to something, so enthused and capable and good at something, and the next? The next, I can't even force myself to do anything about it.
I need to write this paper. I just do.
He said to spend one hour on it. That's not bad. It's only a rough draft, after all.
That's manageable.
It's just - other people had the entire summer to think about it. Other people had hours and days to meditate on the book, to subconsciously dissect it, and even to just appreciate it. I need that time.
(on Friday, he told me that he had mentioned that I was in his class. Whoever he was speaking with said, "Oh, you have Kim in your class? That girl loves to argue." He smiled and said that that was great, that arguing was an essential part of the class, and that he was excited.
I don't know, it made me happy. I'm so used to everyone knowing who I am, and I'm never sure, at the beginning of the year, if the teachers do know who I am, even if I've had them before. And the fact that he said that, that he mentioned me in the first place, means that he does know who I am.
Which is good)
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Let's do this shit.
One day, I can be so committed to something, so enthused and capable and good at something, and the next? The next, I can't even force myself to do anything about it.
I need to write this paper. I just do.
He said to spend one hour on it. That's not bad. It's only a rough draft, after all.
That's manageable.
It's just - other people had the entire summer to think about it. Other people had hours and days to meditate on the book, to subconsciously dissect it, and even to just appreciate it. I need that time.
(on Friday, he told me that he had mentioned that I was in his class. Whoever he was speaking with said, "Oh, you have Kim in your class? That girl loves to argue." He smiled and said that that was great, that arguing was an essential part of the class, and that he was excited.
I don't know, it made me happy. I'm so used to everyone knowing who I am, and I'm never sure, at the beginning of the year, if the teachers do know who I am, even if I've had them before. And the fact that he said that, that he mentioned me in the first place, means that he does know who I am.
Which is good)
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...
Let's do this shit.