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Why the Eff was I so illiterate?
"Wow. Look at this crap." was all I could think of while perusing my journal which contained my comments from yesteryear. ( My last comment started in March of last year.)
Hmm... Well this entry /really/ has no purpose, other than to complain about my former illiteracy and maybe as a "look-back" (for lack of a better word) to the past.
Isn't it funny how much I've changed since Gaia?
Granted, I believe I'm less shy and a bit more outgoing, but at the same time, I've gained severe "Sophmore-itis" and my time management hasn't improved a bit. And, I still have "Peter Pan Syndrome", which is linked to my laziness and poor time management skills.
I wish I had cool journal entries like some of my other friends. Xumbra's journal, for example. I looked at his and it blew me away. I'm not asking to suddenly develop his abilities, but for me to develop my own special abilities.
What I really want is to break out of this "Pact" (for lack of a better word) of mediocrity I've developed, but I'm too afraid to do so.
What should I do?
( See, I can't even keep my journal entries organized. I feel I have to write as the thoughts come to me, instead of thinking and sorting out my thoughts beforehand.
Maybe with practice, I'll become a better writer [or in this case, typer] and I'll finally be able to write more effectively and finally ace those damn "Timed writes" in my English class. Because I know that I won't survive in AP English 11 next year without honing that skill.)
Well, all I can do now is hope that evrything will turn out okay, since I don't know the steps I can take to achieve my goals.
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Instead, think of what you can do. You know lots of SAT words. Yes, yes you do; you just don't pay attention to them, but you know what they are in the back of your mind. Use them.
That's the only thing I did. Seriously. I've only tried to use as much vocabulary as possible. It was my way of showing off, I guess. I didn't mean to sound arrogant when I said that.
Whatever you do, concentrate on one thing at a time. For me, it was vocabulary.