Hello there,
Over a month ive been working my socks off catching up on college work.
today is the first day of my summer term.
You can guess how bored i am already!
It makes you think what mistakes you make in life just for the purpose of a night or two of fun, and how it can have a profound effect on your work.
You can work you socks off wish to the almighty for the things you desire but you are more likey to just be ignored.
People spend there life wishing away, like me.
Me fucking up my college work has had a sudden shock to the system which is my body.
I feel that my works are useless and uninmaginative.
I feel a failure.
My hopes and dreams could be shot down and left for dead for a few boozy nights of life.
This summer holiday i want to pick up the shattered parts of my dream and rebuild them into the guy i was once.
Career confident,Career driven and happy.
Now i have become a sad case of depression related failure.
I never thought fun would have such an impact on my life like it has now.
I hope this summer holiday the projects i will be working on will be injected full of life and love and will not sorrow and wilt like my previous books.
I want that career i WANT that dream, i NEED that life, or it'll be too late and i will end up fat lonley and poor dreaming of the dreams i didn't purse.
Please dont pray to God for me to have Great wealth and a great life.
This is a dog eat dog world, and i need to be the wolf.