Measuring Success
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Last published Tue, Jan 5, 2016
A strong feeling of desire or whole heartedly being sustained by obtaining something peculiar crawls beneath my skin.
I woke up one morning from an indefinable dream of my life going astray. So I sit up right pensively thinking of what I will become, hence my thoughts are governed by a state of "difference". I now am eager more than ever to make a change. I dress up because of my persuasive and diverted mentality to see what the day has to hold
My school day hasn't resumed in a thrilling way as my optimism. Coincidentally it was the beginning of a new erm and the educators were announcing each learners mark of the previous term. I am slightly discouraged by my disapproving marks. I felt my heart sink as the lessons dragged through the day. I felt like I just wanted to crawl beneath a rock and cease to exist.
P3 (Bo
The following days followed with little passion it seemed to go a bit more swifter than the days before. Every
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