Oct 23, 2007 13:31
Dear world:
You've spent the past month kicking my ass. As a result, I am left a broken, bleeding mess with psychological bruises all over me, and a significant lack of saline in my system.
Good for you. I imagine you're quite proud of yourself.
I have news for you though -- I'm done with that. I'm done with you. You don't get a say anymore. It's my turn to say what's what.
I am stronger than you, and I can handle anything you throw at me and more.
There's shit ahead of me, I know. Finals are around the corner, more projects and papers are creeping up on me, but I'm gonna get through this. Time may not be on my side, but I've got one hell of a will to make it through, and that's something.
I'm made of tougher stuff than you will ever know.
No. Allow me to correct myself. In these next few weeks, you're going to find out just how tough I really am.
Consider this my thanks for nothing, and a warning of what's to come. It's more courtesy than I ever got out of you.
-Percy
percy is broken,
life is pain highness,
you have to admit it's getting better,
life in general,
school