Motivation, such an aggravation.
Whoa. This song brings tons of memories of the summer of 2001. Yet no matter how old this song has been, it is still applicable to life today.
Take, for instance...
Motivation such an aggravation,
Accusations don't know how to take them,
Inspiration's getting hard to fake it.
Concentration never hard to break it.
Situation never what you want it to be.
Case in point.
Homework is getting a lot harder to get done.
It takes a lot longer than what I normally remember it to take.
No inspiration at all.
It is impossible to concentrate. It is as if every class is ZZZ-Zinone class.
Dragging. Boring. [insert preffered adjective synonymous with boring here.]
School is just a blur. And I cannot wait until Spring Break.
What's the difference of never knowing at all?
When every step I take is always too small.
Maybe it's just something I can't admit but lately,
I feel as I don't give a _hit
Sing it Bizzy-D!
For this particular lyric , I know that every thing I do is small in comparison to other kids. I am not involved enough. I am not smart enough.
I am getting very close right now to the ever familiar blase feeling that I get every once in a while.
Now my mum and dad are all excited that I received a nomination for the National Youth Leadership Forum on Medicine. Once again they recommend being involved in medicine. But this time, I have taken their suggestion in a more considerate light. Maybe I am going to be a doctor. Or at least enter pre-med and then branch out into a biochemistry major, and then work my way to get my masters and eventually, after spending almost half of my life in school, earn my Ph.D.
Heather has a plan now! I think.
Oh, I wish I am grown-up now. I am sick of waiting to find out how I am going to be as an adult.
Oh, and I can't wait 'til Spring Break. =D