too late for another mistake

because it is so easy to make judgements about other people and to pigeonhole them into neat little stereotypes that reflected only what was seen. and by doing so, ignoring the multifaceted nature of humanity and settling instead for a one-dimensional assumption, and selling yourself short in the process. for appearances can be deceiving.

whew, one of the most tiring weeks of my life is over. and i had to fall sick in the midst of it all. DLE was good, i must say. all the preparing paid off. i suppose. good job girls :) i think our corner is so very extremely pretty :)

trying very hard to get going on my term paper, which is due this monday, but i have no inspiration to write at all. and it's worth 40%. yay me! then FM presentation this monday. then gotta study for FM test 2! whee.

god, last night was so tiring. i think maybe that's why my head's feeling so heavy right now. waking up looking like a goldfish is amusing. "it'll all be alright" i truly want to wholeheartedly believe in that. but i can't. i already saw the repurcussions.

every single action has a consequence. use your brain and think through it thoroughly. if you're sure, think again.

i wish this cough would go away. it's annoying the hell out of me.

inspiration to write, come now please, i beg you. i'm starting to get desperate zomg.

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life:"A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. This same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather,"Which wolf will win?"The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

Sometimes we spend too much time trying to read between the lines, we miss out the glaring chastity of the truth.