Lost in My Own Head

I realized I didn't have a post for June and decided to add one during the last 5 hours of the month.

So... I'm unhappy.

I thought summer was going great, but this past week was tough. I've been cooped up inside my head, falling in love with a variety of fictional characters. My mum has more pictures of my cousin (who she adores) than me. Actually, she doesn't have any of me. I've been trying to lose a few pounds. I do well in the morning, get bored, and eat a ton in the afternoon. My dentise says I have my first cavity and I'm terrified to get it filled. I miss my friends from school who are all off saving the world. My room is a disaster. I want to read a million books, but keep rereading the same one.

I want to write.

But I'm not sure where to start.

Whoever said "AIM HIGH!" ...

... never missed the star they were shooting for.

True fact #1: If you aim high, you might succeed

True fact #2: If you aim high and don't succeed, you have a longer fall.

True fact #3: You will not be caught by a star.

...

So... I DID aim high. I had a dream. I fantasized about the outcome. And guess what... I failed. I didn't get what I was hoping for. And I feel awful because of it.

I'm not saying that you shouldn't try... just make sure that there are safety nets in case you fall.

Alrighty.

And I'm really not that upset about it.

... Just disappointed.

Love,

Molly

The Only Depression Found in a Language is the...

... teacher.

I love English. I do, I do, I do. I love to write.

Anything.

At all.

(Even stuff with really bad grammar.)

But English teachers...

I wrote an essay at the start of this term which I loved. My topic was based on an event that made an impact on my life. When given a "free write" for a final essay, I decided to write a follow up on the person in my first essay.

Did I forget to mention my English teacher?

He's definitely not my favorite person. Actually, he's on the top of my list for people who I, uhh... "strongly dislike."

I mentioned that I was interested in writing a follow up essay and he shut me down. He didn't listen to what I said. He had his mind made up. Considering "no" is the shortest possible phrase, it's impact is huge.

... Whatever.

(Don't judge me. Okay.)

Life Update

Life = Good.
Reason = Happiness is close.
Biology Lab = Success.

=)

Though, I do find it quite sad that my source of happiness is the future.

Ah well.

Clarification

A rawrface is my name for... ummmm...

There is no definite definition.
It is not a negative term.

... To me, everyone's a rawrface.

(Yes yes. That was random.)

Rawrfaces

Mmhmm...

I'm a rawrface. Deal with it.

=)

So. Life. Is. Good.

... And I rule at life.

Deal with it.

=)

Actually, it's been an awful week. But I live in a bubble and haven't seemed to notice yet... So, everything's good.

Love,

Molly the Miraculous

P.S. Thanks for a comment. I'll elaborate on love.

*Oh joy.*

Love

I want to be loved...

(I would elaborate, but it would all be crap.)

JOY!

Oh JOY! JOY! JOY!

... Life is snazzy!

I think that's it.

Yep.

LOVE & HOPE!

Biology Lab = Failure?

Comments on my Science Lab:

1. You have pretty handwriting.
2. This lab is gramatically correct.

... Whatever.

If I ever die because I don't know how DNA replicates...

Hmmm...

I took a picture today.

... It was pretty.

I don't like it.

Oh joy.

Dear Self

Dear Self,

I hate you. I cringe when I think of you. You make me stay up late. You procrastinate. You don't put effort into things. You eat too much. You insult. You don't appreciate your opportunities. You don't really love. You aren't modest. You are selfish. You spend more time playing solitaire than studying for tests. You don't face the world. You travel in tunnels. You walk backwards. You think of what you don't have. You hide under a mask. You're fake. You laugh at stupid things. You're a hypocrite. And, you call others hypocrites. Stop pretending.

... Please.

Appreciation

Reasons I Love Life:

- I have a loving family.
- I have supportive friends.
- I attend school.
- I have clothes to wear.
- I have food to eat.
- I have a bed to sleep in.
- I have a home to live in.
- I'm healthy.
- I'm alive...

=)

Love,

Molly

Screw Modesty, I Like Myself

I'm a modest person. I'm not perfect. I have regrets. I make mistakes. I spill chocolate milk on my white shirts all the time. Yet, I realize the world is a place filled with death and other unfortunate events. So, I appreciate who I am and what I have. I like myself. I don't complain about what I don't have. When someone complements me, I don't immediatly disagree with them. I thank them.

Love,

Molly