The dumb brunette.

Lately I have noticed that I am beginning to be a dumb adult. It has been brought to my attention that I am too stupid for all of these. I can’t let my mind settle to the mentality of there are dumber adults than me. Fooling myself does not help me grow as a better person, well in fact it led into my worst.

Why can’t I refuse temptations? Before I was a bookworm, a nerd. And now in college, I can be classified as one of the dumb ones. I apologize for using the word dumb that much. It’s just that I have the tendency be one. As tough as it may seem, I wanna conquer my stereotype, even though my intellectual quality is far behind my competitions; I still believe that I can make it through the small hole. They are who they are, and I have no rights to change that.

What matters most is that I’ve got to experience the hardships, the joys and the overwhelming opportunities. It does not matter if I fail once, twice, or thrice etc., the important thing is I can manage to build myself up and walk tall and be responsible for my mistakes. That’s what you call a persevere student. Perfect is boring.