"Love yourself first.": I. AM. DOOM.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I. AM. DOOM.

yeah. dooooooooooooom! i have been trying to not .. like him already! but the more i dont wanna think about him, I DO! and its like.. quite bad. i really shouldn't. honestly. so many pretty girls around. i'll never have a chance. AND I SHOULDNT EVEN THINK OF HAVING A CHANCE! i promise. after i finish helping him do what i am supposed to do.. im going to ABSTAIN! time to wake up, shirley. IT IS IMPOSSIBLE. sigh! i probably need this word put up in neon lights to remind myself to NOT FANTASIZE anymore. sigh. someone, please throw water at me. thanks.

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If - Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you,
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, dont give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you have your life to broken
And stoop and build 'em up with worn up tools;

If you can make one heap of your winnings
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the will which says to them: "hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kinds - not lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run-
Yours is the earth and everything thats in it,
And -which is more- you'll be a man, my son!'