Courage
Websters Dictionary defines Courage as:
cour‧age [kur-ij, kuhr-] noun- 1. the quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger, pain, etc., without fear; bravery.
2. Obsolete. the heart as the source of emotion.
Something I, currently, lack.
How do you tell someone something that they don't want to hear? How do you show what you feel into words/actions? Courage.
So, can I run to the nearest store and buy a bottle of the stuff? Sadly, no. I was looking online today, trying to figure out why I've been feeling the way I have lately. I know it's me trying to get over what I'm trying to get over. Really I just want to be told I'm loved and to have someone hold and cuddle me. To regain, at the least, some of what I have lost. Mom says its depression that will go away. My stepdad doesn't really talk about it, and I just cry myself to sleep every night, and hardly eat.
Maybe it is depression. I feel like the friggin lion from Oz, but where is my wizard?
Anyway. Work decided to cut the schedule I was on. Meaning, I have until Tuesday to decide what schedule I want. It's dumb, but thats corporate America.
Tomorrow is the Panic! At The Disco concert. Can't wait! And my keyboarding final I took Thursday night was funny. Got there 8 minutes late, met the teacher for the first and only time, who was worried that I may do bad on the final. I reassured her I can type fairly well (approx. 80-100 WPM) and would be fine. I had to type up a business letter, and a business report, then do 3 3minute timed typings. So I print out each one after I complete, and she hands it to us. After doing the 2 papers and 2 of the timed things, she says I don't have to do the third keying, as I am "fast enough." The final took me 30 minutes. I heard people around me keying fairly slowly, and I had to just pissed them off. Some punk kid with pink hair walking in late, keying up the whole final madly and in 30 minutes mind you, leaving without a second thought of it. And I'm 4 assignments behind. :) Prof. gave me a deadline of Monday to type up 3 business letters, and excused the other portion of my assignments. Yay college!
Oh and I got a haircut today...my red/pink looks bad now.
Well, as it is now 1:18am, and I have exhausted my eyes reading all the history I can take tonight, I am heading to bed.
cour‧age [kur-ij, kuhr-] noun- 1. the quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger, pain, etc., without fear; bravery.
2. Obsolete. the heart as the source of emotion.
Something I, currently, lack.
How do you tell someone something that they don't want to hear? How do you show what you feel into words/actions? Courage.
So, can I run to the nearest store and buy a bottle of the stuff? Sadly, no. I was looking online today, trying to figure out why I've been feeling the way I have lately. I know it's me trying to get over what I'm trying to get over. Really I just want to be told I'm loved and to have someone hold and cuddle me. To regain, at the least, some of what I have lost. Mom says its depression that will go away. My stepdad doesn't really talk about it, and I just cry myself to sleep every night, and hardly eat.
Maybe it is depression. I feel like the friggin lion from Oz, but where is my wizard?
Anyway. Work decided to cut the schedule I was on. Meaning, I have until Tuesday to decide what schedule I want. It's dumb, but thats corporate America.
Tomorrow is the Panic! At The Disco concert. Can't wait! And my keyboarding final I took Thursday night was funny. Got there 8 minutes late, met the teacher for the first and only time, who was worried that I may do bad on the final. I reassured her I can type fairly well (approx. 80-100 WPM) and would be fine. I had to type up a business letter, and a business report, then do 3 3minute timed typings. So I print out each one after I complete, and she hands it to us. After doing the 2 papers and 2 of the timed things, she says I don't have to do the third keying, as I am "fast enough." The final took me 30 minutes. I heard people around me keying fairly slowly, and I had to just pissed them off. Some punk kid with pink hair walking in late, keying up the whole final madly and in 30 minutes mind you, leaving without a second thought of it. And I'm 4 assignments behind. :) Prof. gave me a deadline of Monday to type up 3 business letters, and excused the other portion of my assignments. Yay college!
Oh and I got a haircut today...my red/pink looks bad now.
Well, as it is now 1:18am, and I have exhausted my eyes reading all the history I can take tonight, I am heading to bed.