February 2012
“If you want to identify me, ask me not where I live, or what I like to eat, or how I comb my hair, but ask me what I am living for, in detail, ask me what I think is keeping me from living fully for the thing I want to live for.”
—Thomas Merton (via thatkindofwoman)
I feel like I’ve been giving a speech every week. Next week I will be giving my final one. I have one small one this Wednesday, but it’s pretty easy, so I’m not worried. The final one is a little tougher, though. Hopefully it doesn’t take me long to figure out what topic I want and to finish it.
I’m going to be so happy by the end of Wednesday next week. I’ll be able to concentrate much better in my other classes, especially chem., which is definitely much needed considering my quiz scores aren’t so good… which reminds me, I took a test in chem. today. I think I did okay, but I don’t want to jinx it. What’s worse than knowing you did bad on a test is when you think you did well, when in reality you did horribly. I don’t want that to happen to me!
Anyways, today wasn’t so bad. I’m off to bed now.
Goodnight, Tumblr!
Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.
“I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.”
—J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via unpunk)
