Love, Me. 

WHAT? ANOTHER B? 

damn, expectation too high and cannot be met. my eyes are a quarter of a second away from closing and this is all I have to say for myself. I have to stop trying to compete with others. My grades are my own. my story is my own. My strengths are my own. My weaknesses are my own.

Stop playing a fool and start concentrating. 

but it all just feels so useless now. After poly what is there? Work then? Death? Family? Friends? What can someone just give me an answer because I'm on shaky ground and so close to sinking in.

You know feminist jokes or racist jokes or any kind of hurtful jokes? They only have as much power as you give them.

It scares me when they say that the quietest people have the loudest minds. I mean, does it mean because I speak my mind and want to grab the best time possible that my mind is dead silent?That I dont think?  I think that the phrase was said by some quite guy who want to console himself on not having a good time. Being quite and listening pays off, but sometimes you have to let loose and see where you mouth takes you.

xx

ps. School's okay, I'm fine, I'm studying so it's all good.