Work is like a rubber ball- if you drop it, it'll bounce back. But your spirit is a ball made of glass. It will shatter.

The way I see it, I've been wasting all of my worries. It just came to me that I'm always stressing out about school, letting it sink my entire ship that I don't understand the VSEPR theory one bit. All of my friends are naturally gifted students. I'm not stupid, but I work hard for my grades. I spent my entire teenagehood running on a very small amount of sleep, feeling like I do nothing but homework because, well frankly, I'm a perfectionist. And I wanted to be perfect. I wanted a 4.0 and I wanted my teachers to think highly of me and I wanted to impress New York University. And now that I have my straight A's and my teachers like me and I have something to brag about on college applications...all I want is to be happy. But if I put my own stability higher on my to-do list and than studying for my Algebra 2 test, then I'm digging my own grave. I still want my success and my goals, but how much of myself do I have to give up to do it? And as I write this, guess what I'm doing? Freaking out about a class. School isn't all I think about, but I can't go an hour without worrying about it. And I can't handle that anymore. Not with emotional stability, that is. But hey, that's just the way I see it.