So if you've spent even just an hour with me after enlistment period was done, I'm sure I've bitched to you about what a horrible schedule I have this sem. It's a great story, too (at least I think) because it seriously runs with my streak of completely bad luck in my short 21 years of life. Bad luck, and irony, that my friend is the theme of my life.
But there are two people who have completely made me see that, well, I need to stfu.
Exhibit A is this: a girl who is double majoring (psych and comm, both quite demanding courses), is more often that not in the Dean's List, is an active member of a veeeery demanding school organization, is done with her thesis, and yet she still has a social life AND is graduating on time. It still renders me speechless when I list it down like that.
Exhibit B is a boy who translated an entire Shakespeare play into Tagalog, and we're talking words I can't even pronounce, when he was seventeen, and is seemingly bound to do many a great things with his life because he is just. so. freakin'. brilliant.
I learned the two things I needed to learn from these two people. 1) There are people who are doing to much more than I am yet they succeed and 2.) Guelan translated Shakespeare when we was 17. What the hell have I done with my life?
These two people are my friends, people I've spent time joking around with and all that stuff. And yet when I look at what they have accomplished, my bitching and moaning seems so stupid and miniscule in comparison. Never mind my 8 semesters of horrid random numbers. Never mind my difficulties with the PE department. And never mind the fact that I start at 7:30AM every day except for Tuesday for the next 4 months. (Okay so maybe that last one is going to be harder to be not pissed off about haha.) I am going to get for myself a little perspective.
I am going to get through this semester because I know that I can do it. I am going to graduate on time and with a minor degree because I can. I am going to be able to wake up at the butt crack of dawn every single day because I am capable of doing it. I AM GOING TO GET THROUGH THIS SEMESTER BECAUSE I BELIEVE THAT I CAN DO IT!


See ya'll in 4 months suckazzzzz!!!!
But there are two people who have completely made me see that, well, I need to stfu.
Exhibit A is this: a girl who is double majoring (psych and comm, both quite demanding courses), is more often that not in the Dean's List, is an active member of a veeeery demanding school organization, is done with her thesis, and yet she still has a social life AND is graduating on time. It still renders me speechless when I list it down like that.
Exhibit B is a boy who translated an entire Shakespeare play into Tagalog, and we're talking words I can't even pronounce, when he was seventeen, and is seemingly bound to do many a great things with his life because he is just. so. freakin'. brilliant.
I learned the two things I needed to learn from these two people. 1) There are people who are doing to much more than I am yet they succeed and 2.) Guelan translated Shakespeare when we was 17. What the hell have I done with my life?
These two people are my friends, people I've spent time joking around with and all that stuff. And yet when I look at what they have accomplished, my bitching and moaning seems so stupid and miniscule in comparison. Never mind my 8 semesters of horrid random numbers. Never mind my difficulties with the PE department. And never mind the fact that I start at 7:30AM every day except for Tuesday for the next 4 months. (Okay so maybe that last one is going to be harder to be not pissed off about haha.) I am going to get for myself a little perspective.
I am going to get through this semester because I know that I can do it. I am going to graduate on time and with a minor degree because I can. I am going to be able to wake up at the butt crack of dawn every single day because I am capable of doing it. I AM GOING TO GET THROUGH THIS SEMESTER BECAUSE I BELIEVE THAT I CAN DO IT!


See ya'll in 4 months suckazzzzz!!!!
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