be more courageous

I think I’m doing much better at this. (:
I am still afraid of new things and all that jazz but I do the things I need to do. I don’t give up; before I would have probably sought out a way to escape from difficult situations.
So, goal achieved! Emphasis on the word “more”, though. :D I still wouldn’t call myself a courageous person. Maybe some day. :) However, now I’m going to concentrate on being more confident.

First (non-school) week at the University of Tampere has begun
and I haven’t had any full-blown panic attacks. :>
I have been feeling anxious and distressed at times, but not immensely. I think I’m doing quite good, actually. Considering it’s me. :,D

If I can move to Tampere and go to university and not have any panic attacks concerning all the new things that’ll come up, I consider myself pretty courageous.

(This entry was brought to you by the assistance of Nina, English translator in process <3)

I hardly ever have the courage to confront mean people,
but two days ago I dared to defend myself (with words, I mean) against one woman who insulted me because of my hair.

I guess I’m not completely hopeless, then. (:

I think I’ve been pretty courageous this past week ^ – ^
So much has happened and I haven’t been at all nervous about anything.

- university’s entrance exam
- my friends’ party (and there were some people there that I hadn’t met before and that would have previously made me quite jumpy, but now I had no problem with it – as a matter of fact, I spoke to them quite naturally and with ease :>)
- stayed with a really nice boy for three days – I hadn’t met him before irl!
- went to see Korn, alone!

Hurray for me! ^ – ^

Huh. O _ o I believe I have suddenly lost my ability to feel nervous.
Maybe that’s a sign for being more courageous, eh?

(It’s weird, but quite fun, though.)

I’ve always wanted to be brave and courageous,
but I’m just shy, timid old me. I have learned to live with it, but still I sometimes wish I was more courageous.

I guess I used to be quite bold and straightforward as a small child. At least that’s what people, especially my mother, tell me. I wonder why I’ve lost that about me?

Since my hair is now dyed green (yay! ^ – ^) people have been telling me that it’s a very brave thing to do! I hadn’t thought about it like that, but I’m really glad that people think so. :> And I do feel I might have gained a little more confidence through my new lovely hair.

I’m not quite sure what one should do to become more courageous, but I have faith that I’ll find it out eventually. (: I think it has a lot to do with independence and confidence.