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    HannahBear69 Live your dreams

    Untitled 19 months ago

    I showed them I wasn’t a burnout!



    HannahBear69 Live your dreams

    to work on: 22 months ago

    -work harder in leadership
    plan fundraisers
    help in comittees
    always be doing something in class
    -work harder in class
    pay attention
    participate more
    impress my teachers
    go the extra mile
    -hw
    just do it
    -swimming
    improve faster than anyone thought I would
    go to every practice
    swim every opportunity I get
    impress my coaches
    -take initiative
    -be a leader



    HannahBear69 Live your dreams

    I like. 22 months ago

    “We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
    -Nelson Mandela



    Quotes 2 years ago

    “It is never too late to be what you could have been.”
    - George Eliot

    “Those are my principles. If you don’t like them, I have others.”- Groucho Marx



    My mother 2 years ago

    thinks I should get rid of my old piano. That’s it junky and if anything I can buy a real piano one day. That it’s not worth to tote accross the country when I move.

    Does this count? I can’t aford a $10,000 clearance piano. Besides, I like my piano. It’s beautiful and from the 1890’s and has a wonderful, rich sound… quite characteristic and in my mind, better than a brand new Steinway. (Maybe if I had money, I would think differently? I dunno – just a thought.) Either way, it will take me about $5k to restore it completely. It plays for now, and is good, but not good for recording – it will be, one day. :) I hope.



    :) Another one. 3 years ago

    I worked at a horrible place that treated everyone like they were not worth much, and I was lucky enough to fall into a wonderful new place that makes me feel so good about myself. Inside I feel like I have showed that to the old place. I am happy, less stressed and I know they know it. I feel great, like I’m made out of gold. And I guess, really, that’s all that matters – that I am happy.



    I was thinking... 3 years ago

    I bet I developed this attitude at the end of middle school. In 7th grade, I had a regular math class (I was a new kid in town), and in 8th Grade, they moved me to Algebra I (instead of pre-algebra, like everyone else in the Algebra I class took as a prerequisite). So, they threw me out to the shark of a teacher, which many students did not like. You know, I should give him more credit, he was young and he didn’t really know how to connect with the class, but still. I was lost in a sea of letters and numbers and theories that I should have learned in the prior year in pre-algebra. I hated the class and somehow managed to squeeze out a C, without much thought to homework, because the teacher cared even less about my performance.

    Toward’s the year’s end, the students were able to choose their high school path and which classes they would sign up for as a freshman. I was excited and signed up for honors Algebra II. I told the teacher, like a “Hey, see someone believes in me” kinda way, and he laughed in my face and said, “You’re gonna fail,” like it was a no brainer to him. Well, I did struggle through that class, partly due to the droning nature of it and an incredibly non-articulate student teacher, who was more worried about how he looked when teaching than what the students actually learned. Geometry, pre-calculus and calculus followed each year afterwards and I actually enjoyed those clases and did well. I ended up doing really well on the ACT (pretty much the south’s version of the SAT) in math. I remember my teachers looking at the scores in the hallway and letting me know that mine was one of the highest. Was one of the proudest moments in my life. That “You’re gonna fail” had stuck to me more than I realized, and just like that, it was gone. :) So there, that’s one down, and like a million more to go.



    I feel like my work... 4 years ago

    doesn’t know what I’m capable of. I feel like a smart girl and all I do is sit all day. Doing boring awfully repetitive things. No one here cares. When I get to where I want to go, I want everyone to know that I am smart and capable of doing anythign I put my mind to. In fact, I should put my mind to finding a better job.




     

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