Lessons in life

I seriously think that the best lessons in life are the hardest/painful ones. This is because these lessons are the ones that you learn the most from.

The greatest goals are the ones that are the most difficult to achieve, because those are the ones that you can savor the most. Those are the ones can you appreciate the most.

2012

2012 was not a very good year. In fact, it was horrible. But 2013 is finally here, and I'm hoping with that, better moments.

I think if there's one thing I can say about 2012, it's that it's given me perspective on various things in life. And maybe that, if anything, is the one silver lining.

"update"

Giving up is good and bad at the same time.

Ignorance is bliss, but it also means you're an idiot.

Comparison of lives is the worst thing one can do to themselves.

My life is the movie Hedgehog Day, but just change up the meals. 

It's a good thing the tree in front of my house is a lemon tree. It forces me to go to the store. If the tree was an orange tree, I'd die from on overdose of vitamin C.

Driving rules

I think that if you change lanes without using your blinker, for 30 seconds, your car should use double the amount of gas. That is the price you pay for driving like a bitch.

Also, when people get to a red light, why do some people leave an exorbitant amount of space between their car and the car in front of them?  The other day, I was stopped at a light, and the car next to me had left two car lengths of space between them and the car in front. Compounding this irritant, I also wonder why people then move forward randomly. This pisses me off because if you're the car behind them, it now either a) makes you look like the dick or b) now requires you to move up randomly as well.

I also enjoy when people tailgate me when I'm in the second lane over, when there are empty faster lanes to the left of me. I then see how long they are willing to tailgate me at 10mph below the speed limit. It's quite a fun game.

I Fail

Life is a series of failures
and of few successes
And
Whenever I'd fail.
I'd always think,
there's still time.

Time to prove it to her
to him
to me
That I can do it.
That I can make it.

And so I'd fail
And I'd fail.
And each time I did
And each time I do
I tell myself
"Not good enough"
and mentally jab myself.

They say that when you fail
you learn.
What doesn't kill you
makes you stronger
makes you smarter
makes you numb
But how do you define
"smarter"
and how do you define
"stronger"

Every time I fail
I learn about myself
I mentally gain,
Physically fail,
And remain in the same place.

So caught in this whirlwind of thoughts
filled with patterned chaos
I wonder
Is there still time?

F it

I'm back.

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