HannahBear69 Live your dreams
I showed them I wasn’t a burnout!
How I did it: I used to think "I'll show them" but now understand the most important thing is to keep yourself happy. Why do I want to be miserable making others 'approve' of who I am or what I do? Thinking about showing someone up takes a lot of energy and worry, granted it does feel nice when you are finally able to give the, "I told you so..." talk.
I'm not saying give up!! It's just my perspective that's changed, and that's why I feel this goal really has been achieved. I've been through heavy changes recently and it was on par with the quote, "when it rains, it pours." (I might as well have been in a relentless blizzard for the past year!!) I feel like I've emerged a different person, where enough is enough - why add to my already elevated stress level?
I've learned that the best way to show people what you're made of is just to get off your bum and go out and do whatever it is you intend to do. There will always be naysayers. And the best way to deal with them is just to brush it off, get good advice where you can, research and GO FOR IT! Whether it be a move across the country, getting a pilot's license or becoming a culinary chef - it's up to you. When you show them you don't care, and when they see you genuinely happy - that's the most elegant I told you so you can give - and it costs YOU a lot less. Let them churn in their own negativity and regret!!
Lessons & tips:
Resources: Trials and tribulations of life!
HannahBear69 Live your dreams
-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
“We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
-Nelson Mandela
“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
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.
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 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.
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.