well. This next part of THE Collection is another bit of random junk (well actually it is gold to me, but as good as junk to you all.) I could try making it into something really relating to Tamora Pierce but I don't feel like it, but if you really want to pretend it is a Lady Knight's thoughts on her failing in a...duel or tournament or something.

No one even has to read this but i figured since i wrote it i might as well post it. There is no literary genious here, just sporatic thoughts. (very choppy might i add).

These were seriously my thoughts today and how much they changed in the course of just sitting down and writing. I love writing. Really. I do. I love it. Im going to shut up now.


Thoughts on Failure. Thoughts on Success.

I tried.

I tried and I tried and

I failed. I lost. A loser.

Sure there will be more chances, but will I take them?

I guess I won't know until that certain moment now will I?

But I tried. Really, I did. Didn't I?

Didn't I?

No.

Not really.

Not my hardest. I took the easy route, stayed safe in my 'comfort zone'.

But I felt so horrible!

I couldn't breath, every time I just couldn't get enough air!

And my ankle! It was throbbing even before we began. Then my other ankle was painful too!

And my rash on my arm kept rubbing, rubbing, and rubbing! It felt like fire!

And I was so tired. Worn out from two weeks of intense training, little sleep, and schoolwork.

And I got no sleep last night because of the nightmare and…

And…

.

No.

Enough.

.

There are no excuses. I failed. That is done. There is no changing the past, but I can learn from it; my mistakes. All my stupid mistakes.

I won't let this happen again.

I can do it. I know I can.

It will hurt. Bad. All the time. Everywhere.

Is it worth it?

.

.

Yeah.

It was worth it.

.

.

Because in the end you will have beaten those who can't; shown the world you can do what others can not.

To go out, willingly, and put yourself through intense pain. To go through the pain, to beat the pain, you will live. Pain won't kill you.

You'd faint before dying anyway.

See? Now you just convinced yourself you can succeed.

So go out and prove it. Show them what you've got. Give your all. No regrets.


you dont have to review if you dont want to. really. this is just for my amusement. well not even that. i just felt like posting this. hehehe.

cookie to the person who guesses what entry was about. (go to my profile and you got your answer right there. rather blatant actually.)

oh. and the random periods are because i couldnt figure out how to get spaces between the paragraphs.