This quarter if everything goes as plan, could be one of my most kick ass quarters.
I’m ready to beast, I’m ready to Ace my classes, juggle Internships, Excel in my Job, Tutor, and let my social life bloom.
I have hope, and with that is motivation. My drive.
Forked, Road diverged, two paths in front of me
and my parents pointed me down one
I followed the path, parents guiding,
stumbled on rocks,
washed my feet in streams,
content of what I’ve done, achieved.
However paths that were once diverged, do meet,
I meet the other traveler on the opposite path.
I learned, I experienced what he did, his feat.
Glancing down his path, curious.
But content with what my path gave Me, curious
What My path had to offer.
I thanked him, and followed back on My journey.
Satisfied of My experiences, I tumbled down My path.
Only to encounter another fork, road diverged.
As of now…according to bank of america, my networth is 60 dollars…how they figure that out..i have no idea.
BUT LADIES, COME AND GET ME. WHILE I’M STILL HOT.
ching chong ling long ting tong (because i spend all my time studying to get A)
…parents approve and do my laundry
Why do I now stutter when I talk sometimes? Never happened to me before. I get tongue tied sometimes. What is this monstrosity?
You know those people who are just full of themselves and they think that they are just drop dead beautiful.
Have you met someone like that and in your head you think “she/he is not that good looking”
Like…can can you have so much confidence on your looks when you dont even look that good.