Monday, October 1, 2012

Another start of a new month.


Time really flies. There goes my recess week. 7 more grueling weeks before this semester ends. (excluding the reading week and exam period *faints*) I feel like giving up but i know i shouldn't. I can't. I will not. Sometimes i just feel so weak, so stupid, so... *sigh* I don't know. Workload's too taxing. And then there's my attitude towards school which i hate. I feel like i'm getting so lazy. No doubt i would still do my stuffs, and try to do things beforehand etc, but i feel like it's not enough. It's like i'm doing things a slipshod manner, and this shouldn't be the case with me being a perfectionist most of the time. I think. Or maybe that's because i don't know how to do it. Maybe year 2 is a big jump so i'm still adjusting to it. But still.... I know i'm just comforting myself. If others can do it, so can i. But it just get demoralizing and depressing when i feel like i'm drifting backwards while others are sprinting ahead. And no matter how much i try to catch up, the distance between us just gets bigger. And bigger. And bigger.

Ugh, what am i rambling on about? Okay, i sound too emo-ish. *wipes tear* Haha, i guess i've been putting too much stress on myself. Always thinking and then exaggerating the matter, which in turn scares me. Look on the bright side of life right? Maybe everyone is feeling that way too, maybe i'm not alone or lagging behind! Okay, maybe that is not being optimistic but being in a self denial. Bleh.

Alright, in times like these, i need a motivational song.
If you need it too, listen to The Script - Hall of Fame!
Speaks volumes. :')



Yeah, You could be the greatest
You can be the best
You can be the king kong banging on your chest

You could beat the world

You could beat the war
You could talk to God, go banging on his door

You can throw your hands up

You can be the clock
You can move a mountain
You can break rocks
You can be a master
Don't wait for luck
Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself

Standing in the hall of fame

And the world's gonna know your name
Cause you burn with the brightest flame
And the world's gonna know your name
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

You could go the distance

You could run the mile
You could walk straight through hell with a smile

You could be the hero

You could get the gold
Breaking all the records that thought never could be broke

Do it for your people

Do it for your pride
Never gonna know if you never even try

Do it for your country

Do it for your name
Cause there's gonna be a day

When your, standing in the hall of fame

And the world's gonna know your name
Cause you burn with the brightest flame
And the world's gonna know your name
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion, Be a champion


On the walls of the hall of fame


Be students

Be teachers
Be politicians
Be preachers

Be believers

Be leaders
Be astronauts
Be champions
Be true seekers

Be students

Be teachers
Be politicians
Be preachers

Be believers

Be leaders
Be astronauts
Be champions

Standing in the hall of fame

And the world's gonna know your name
Cause you burn with the brightest flame
And the world's gonna know your name
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

(You can be a champion)

You could be the greatest
(You can be a champion)
You can be the best
(You can be a champion)
You can be the king kong banging on your chest

(You can be a champion)

You could beat the world
(You can be a champion)
You could beat the war
(You can be a champion)
You could talk to God, go banging on his door

(You can be a champion)

You can throw your hands up
(You can be a champion)
You can be the clock
(You can be a champion)
You can move a mountain
(You can be a champion)
You can break rocks

(You can be a champion)

You can be a master
(You can be a champion)
Don't wait for luck
(You can be a champion)
Dedicate yourself and you can find yourself
(You can be a champion)

Standing in the hall of fame
YES WE CAN!
(sounds like bob the builder, hahah)

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