Even though i take my daily minimum dosage of perhaps 7-8 hours of sleep, ]i wake up every morning battling to keep my eyelids open. On the bus, the moment i close my eyes, it is as if my eyelids gained weight and just obediently obeys the law of gravity. I fall into a deep sleep . Always at that moment, i feel really tired, just plain tired. However, when i reach school and see friends or open up my mouth to speak, it is totally different, somehow i am surcharged and hyper powered . hh strange huh
You know, i feel like i am a profile copier sometimes, and when the situation calls for it , i pull out one of those profiles and become it.I am gf when i feel that i need to be very strict and straight.. I am ibf when someone is upset. . I am rr when i wanna get all hyped into the situation. I am like yds when i feel all ~~ . I become eUn when i feel inferior and bring myself back up. Honestly, i;ve noticed this trait about myself for a very long time, i feel like i;m always taking the prominent, strong traits of someone else and trying to make them my own. Is this what makes me, me ? a person who just TRIES to be a bit of this and a bit of that. We've always been asked to write essays about our role models, What makes our role models role models? Things that they do? their true nature? I realized that of all,, i;ve always been trying to be them. If u were to ask me at some point of time, who i am being at that point of time, i think i will tell you a name. Its wrong, totally wrong.
And the worst thing about what i always do, is that i always say what i feel and i end of with " i don;t know i don't know.~~~~". . .. . this is so me. so Indecisive, so Insecure.. yucky....이제 그만해 . @_@..
But,,,, it;s ok~, i;ve set my goals, to change things, i will work towards it.
things will get better. Things will be better . better,, better!! kkk
Anyway Anyway,,,,, I;ll end off with this really REALLY! funny scene from Black Adder-- Back and Fourth
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Blackadder exits into the corridor, rushes round the corner and runs straight into a fellow with a ruff—papers go everywhere.
Blackadder
Oh, I’m so sorry...
Blackadder makes a token effort at helping—picks up a couple of sheets. The frontispiece says ‘Macbeth’.
I am sorry. Wait a minute—you’re not...?
Shakespeare
Will Shakespeare, yes. Don’t say it! I know—you hated Two Gentlemen of Verona. This one’s much better.
Well, bugger my giddy aunt. You couldn’t just sign something for me, could you?
Shakespeare
Certainly.
He looks around for a pen. Blackadder produces one from his jacket.
Blackadder
Sorry, it’s just a biro.
Shakespeare, though puzzled by the pen, signs the Macbeth frontispiece.
Thank you.
Blackadder moves away—then has a thought.
Oh, and just one more thing...
Shakespeare
Yes?
Blackadder turns and knocks Shakespeare down with one clean punch.
This is for every schoolboy and schoolgirl for the next four hundred years. Have you any idea how much suffering you are going to cause. Hours spent at school desks trying to find one joke in A Midsummer Night’s Dream? Years wearing stupid tights in school plays and saying things like ‘What ho, my lord’ and ‘Oh, look, here comes Othello, talking total crap as usual’. Oh, and...
...that is for Ken Branagh’s endless uncut four-hour version of Hamlet.
Shakespeare
Who’s Ken Branagh?
Blackadder
I’ll tell him you said that. And I think he’ll be very hurt.
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