I don’t I have another option. go back to Portland? no. I’d rather struggle and work 2 jobs seven days a week and study hard as hell and count every pound I make and not always get want I want materialistically
than go back to Portland. sure in portland I could see my momma everyday and have money for movies and eating out and not work as much, but I don’t want that. I don’t want easy, mediocre, small city boring. (though I do miss my mom a lot holy hell)
I plan carefully. I have class from 9-12 for a reason: I’m best in at school in the morning. I eat breakfast. I drink a lot of water, no soda, no juice, no fast food, no white or heavy carbs. I study at the library until 2 or 3, go home, eat, call my mom, go for a run, change, go to work, come home, sleep.
go to bed when you’re tired, study during the day when you’re alert and focused, nap when you need to, exercise, talk to those who love and support you (and don’t nag you you’re doing too much, yes, obviously, you are), read for enjoyment, manage your time, eat healthy, don’t let anyone tell you you can’t do it.
cause you can. you are. you’re doing it.
that’s how I keep from going crazy. it isn’t an option. no one fucks with me. I’m a girl with ambition, isn’t that scary 💁