tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9729097.post113373225718536209..comments2007-04-15T23:53:07.188-04:00Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03324681457203950204noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9729097.post-1134011982135939362005-12-07T22:19:00.000-05:002005-12-07T22:19:00.000-05:00It is nice to see you writing in here again. <BR/><BR/>>how everything turning in to <BR/>>metaphors for loss of innocence<BR/><BR/>Sounds like my English class. They don't have to be if you don't want them to, but then again it is what makes growing up so fun.<BR/><BR/>>Sometimes i'm worried i only work <BR/>>in school because i'm completely <BR/>>expected. Sometimes i'm worried i <BR/>>don't even care anymore.<BR/><BR/>Think of school like a job. It can be your job. Or, it can be a day job where you work hard because you know that the rest of your life will take you somewhere someday but you need this now for that to happen.<BR/><BR/>>It's like i'm in need of this <BR/>>assurance and i need to latch on to <BR/>>those people who make me less <BR/>>confused for a few moments.<BR/><BR/>Just don't second guess your self so much. You need to be confident in yourself. You understand things and you know what you want, you just doubt yourself.<BR/><BR/>>And i shouldn't hate school, and i <BR/>>should start my essays sometime <BR/>>before the night before they're <BR/>>due, and i should realize i'm just <BR/>>as immature as i always have been, <BR/>>and i should realize that some <BR/>>things are really amazing. <BR/><BR/>Welcome to high school (and all its dramas). Life may be difficult but you will get through it. Trust me.Anthonyhttp://chivetta.nfshost.com/wordpress/noreply@blogger.com