I hate asking for help. It's so far from being my nature that it doesn't even occur to me that maybe my teacher is there to answer additional questions. I like being self-reliant, and it isn't always a good thing.
That's why having a tutor is so incredibly painful.
I go through an entire hour, twice a week, of asking for help. It's sort of helping my math mark. Ish.
Admitting shortcomings. It's a good thing, I think.
Now I just need to actually change.
On another note, NANOWRIMO IS REALLY SOON. I'm excited. My region has so many amazing events. I need to plot more. Any advice for writing children's fantasy?
If you don't know what NaNoWriMo is, check it out.
Sleep deprivation is bad. Get sleep, you guys. This isn't fun.
I watched The Notebook for the first time last week. Maybe I'm getting sappier with old age, but it's the first movie which has made me cry in a tears running down cheeks way. Isn't it funny how our opinions on things are often based on how many tears are shed?
Life's been busy, and I haven't been keeping up with my blogger people as much as I would like to.
I'll be trying to actually reply to comments and stuff.
Here's something I made in commtech when I got bored.
|I challenge you to make something uglier.|
Hoping for a real post sometime soon.