Sunday, April 20, 2014
Tired and tangled
This weekend has been full of emotions, ranging from up to down or down to up. While I spent 1 whole week hooked on the show Awkward I have realized that I have made both a mistake and the best decision. It was probably one of the worst because know I am sitting at my desk at what is 9 pm and have not finished an essay that is due in less than 24hrs. I feel stupid but not that much because I finally found a solution to my problem with writing, over thinking everything. I finally found the solution to allow my thoughts to unravel and just be myself. Anyways for the last couple of minutes I have reading stories about students who done some pretty amazing people which makes me feel less but also empowers me and propels me to work much harder to accomplish all of my goals. Undeniably I have a millions of miles to run. Anyways this week was filled with moments in which I felt as if I was going to grab my shoe and throw it a person's face. On Saturday I was walking out to go to the Giant Dollar which around the corner BAM! I twist my ankle. It was an excruciating pain. I wanted to scream at the top of the lungs but I couldn't because there were people around me.Things became more worse when before the Easter Vigil I was holding the door and I kind pushed the door back and it flew back I was so embarrassed because the priest right in front of it, he almost shouted at me but some how God up in the air gave me the strength to push the door back and leave it where it was at. As the night progressed while I was holding the book for the priest I had this itchy sensation on my eye. I wanted to scratch it so badly but I couldn't. That tingling sensation persisted and it did not leave until about five minutes when the priest moved aside. I was so thankful that he moved to the side because I could finally scratch my eye. Although this is not all what happened during my weekend I can honestly say that I am glad but scared to return to my nightmare, school, the pain in my ankle is still persists but I must push through.
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