The Trick Is To Keep Breathing

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Seriously, I just re-re-re-re-read my post and I'm sure you all will have the same expression..

O___________O?? <- that.

So what exactly is Self-Discovery? Think of it as a flower (bush).

Take out the unwanted weed and do what you can to grow into what you want to be.

Piece yourself.

"Anytime you're not happy or anytime you don't have a reason to smile is like a time of your life wasted," Vincent.

Insecurities. They can really get you. I'm one of the many victims of it. I was given simple guidance out of it but I don't even know where to start. It's hard to overcome it. In my opinion I mean. IT gets in the way of it.

"Why do you live a life of an insecure girl when you don't want to?" Vincent.

"You look at it in the face and you tell it 'I don't care. I am Trisha and I don't need you anymore.'"

I want to get rid of it but it has became a part of me. It's not me. It's hiding Trisha. Why am I talking like I have a cloth over myself? I do. There it goes again.

I need to do myself a favor and take that load off my back. I'm so used to carrying the same backpack though. I'm going to start being honest with people. Not that I wasn't but I'll be more honest.

Are you content with your life?

My palms are resting on my laptop while my head is resting on my hands when I am thinking. I'm really tired. And obviously when I type I lift my head up.

You and I gotta put peoples opinion behind. Who gives?

Story.

Freshmen year,

I wanted to join cheerleading but held back because I feared how people would think of me. I had no talent.

Sophomore year,

I joined when my friend joined. At the start, I didn't really like it since I felt left out. And someone* talked shit about me in the squad. I was really dreading it. But I sucked it up and stayed in cheer.

Junior year,

I was still in cheer. Except this time I wanted to really TRY. I did just that. I was able to do a scorpian stretch. I did a lib with only two people. I basically tried. My coach and my cheermates even told me that I drastically improved and I'm really good now. I made it to the varsity squad too.

Except the bad outcome.. grades.

Anyways, try your best.

When I grow up I wanna be like me.

Prioritize too. I did not concentrate on my schoolwork at all. Thus I failed three classes. Yup. Three. School comes first. It will help you in the long run. I already knew that but I needed someone to remind me that I still need to get my act together and get rid of my bad procrastination habits. Thank you Vincent.

I know that I have senior year to make it up. I know the reason why I failed those classes. I know it is all my fault. Then fix it.

I shouldn't be dreading school but instead be looking forward to it. Instead I should embrace (or something like that) it all I can. If I think horribly then I'm not confident. I need to be confident. How did you think I survive cheerleading? Who am I lecturing? Myself or you? What a mix.

"The greatest role model is the person that looks back at you when you look in the mirror," Captain Awesome.

I don't speak of this to much people. Only to Elvis, Joey(nevermind I never talked to you about this!), and Vincent.

Other friends may know about my acedemic problem but they don't know much about what I wrote. Honestly only those three two names I listed are the ones that knows me this way. The rest can pretend, since I wrote it out.

Thus, I clothe my naked insecurities.

I was bored. Took it straight out of my phone. Which is why it's so blurry.

By the way,

Tammy - I can't comment your blog anymore!

Joey - Sorry for hitting you @_____@

Elvis - Sorry for today *cough

Michelle, Thanks~ $

Chris and Joey - Thanks for the spam

Renel - I still remember (:

Vincent - Thanks for the talk. I seriously needed it. I have a feeling I'll go through this again though. I like deep subjects.

Thi - Thanks for being an awesome friend.

edit; this post is exactly like my Art of Transformation entry. Not very intriguing now is it?

AoT link: http://loveetrish.blogspot.com/2009/07/art-of-transformation.html

Why am I such a walking contradiction?