it's okay to be Happy, even though...
I may have failed my history test tonight, and I think I got about 65% on my psychology. I came home an hour ago and cried - cried like I had nothing but tears to give to the world. I didn't cry because I wrote a poor essay (although I did), I cried because I studied for 11 hours. And I knew EVERYTHING. I simply couldn't get it into an essay. I used very little in the way of concrete fact, I had limited evidence, a non-existent thesis, and a grand total of two paragraphs (including the introduction and conclusion). No one can try to tell me that it sounds like I was successful. And I knew EVERYTHING. Honestly. I can recite dates and trivial facts as if I was born with the knowledge. Have you ever worked really hard on something only to have it fall apart in the end? It would be like building a ladder, and having it collapse while you're standing on the top wrung. Still, I'm happy. Why? Because I love my life. Even if school sucks (meaning, even if I suck at school) I'm still fine. That's nothing more than an external factor and has no power over my mood. I want to be happy and so I am. Somehow that statement makes me feel a lot more rebellious than when I blab on and on about 'the system' or 'the problem with society'.
Is anyone going to be around on Friday between 3:45 and 7:00? That's really my only free time and I would like to see some of you people.
And can anyone help me with a Halloween costume? I have no ideas and I'm running out of time.
Is anyone going to be around on Friday between 3:45 and 7:00? That's really my only free time and I would like to see some of you people.
And can anyone help me with a Halloween costume? I have no ideas and I'm running out of time.