Today I practiced one of my new goals. I try to be involved in some way at least once in every class, every day. I just make it happen.
I'll answer a question (or try, even if I'm not sure I'm right.) I read aloud in Spanish. I ask a question. Just something.
This is a secret I wish I had learned earlier! It keeps me awake and I think it will make my professors like me! My classes have suddenly become meaningful because I have invested myself in them.
One of my over-arching, almost-a-motto tag-line is to be fearless. (Yes, like T. Swift.) If I'm afraid, I just stop being afraid. I shut up that fear inside of me and force myself to embrace whatever comes.
I'm tired and I have no energy, but courage grants me strength, even when I'm just pretending I'm brave. (Yes, like "Just Whistle a Happy Tune" from The King and I. ) I do need to figure out a way to sleep more, though. Maybe closing this post and actually doing my homework would be a good start.
Now that I've made a few embarrassing music references, I will cease prattling on. There is work to be done. Good night, all.