Im #1 So Why Try Harder Novels & Stories

Jimmy has a specialized face he makes whenever he is up to no good. "Yes I agree with you but you were once like this too everyone was once like this," she said " I was never like Tia. I am not lazy, I am strong" he said. " This is a stage everyone needs to go through to become stronger. We need to break down before we can be put together. You were once like Tia, I was once like her even your dad was once as lazy as Tia" she explained and Jimmy's eyes widened in surprise. " Dad was lazy?" He asked and she nodded.

Why was I doing it half heartedly? Should I not be giving it my all since my goal is to pass all my modules in college? I realized that I make goals , but try to achieve them with a heart that lack passion and drive. The grit I need is missing , it was supposed to drive me to achieve my goals with marks that I truly deserve and can say that I put my all in when trying to achieve it. After printing my work , I made a mental note – I made that mental note to try my best the next time. I wanted to try to give my best the next time – I want to try to be better than I was today…because what I was today , was not me – it was a girl who lacked passion , who lacked drive , who lacked a burning desir

"Just as long as it's not you right?" "Exactly" why do I even bother? "Fine guess I'll fuck every guy I meet" "Have fun" he smiles walking away. FUCK!!! I throw a quick fit when he's gone, every time I give up on there ever being an us I do stupid shit like this to prove to myself he actually doesn't give a shit about me, why do I keep trying?

"I know, baby. But I need you to at least try, okay? Not everyone is going to hurt you and cause you pain. There are still people that are just kind and that are willing to help people like you, like my brother, although he may not look like it. And you are loved, Layland. Not by everyone, yes, but we're still many. We love you and we care for you, and I hope you'll start it. I hope you'll start believing that you are worthy to be loved even with all that you believe are your flaws." 'It's easier said than done' was already on the tip of my tongue. But I quickly held it back. Because if I did, the topic wouldn't be over, and we'd just go back to it, which I didn't want to happen. So I said i

He added I nodded into his chest, then I pulled away " You see nothing is impossible, the person who didn't try, afraid to lose, is a real loser but the one who tries and falls and retries and maybe falls again but keeps trying, he is the successful one even the success will have another test. So is everything in life, don't be afraid and try many different ways and I'm sure you will get what you want. Don't give up and don't say you can't always have a high esteem of yourself, don't lose your confidence ever." He asserted graciously

I just couldn't do it. Well, it was kind of impossible for me. There! I just used the word that I despise the most. I'm one of those for whom anything could be everything but impossible. I just have to gear up, push myself a little harder, and bam! I have done it: good or bad? Never mattered!

try to take everything that I have away from me that's never going to happen . Am the world most followed model and also the world most loved social media Influencer with a lot of fans and so no girl can just come from nowhere and take all of that away from me ,I works do hard to get to where I am now and I don't think that am just going to let someone take it away it's never happening not in this life and even in the next .

No more schemes. Just real effort. That's who I'll try to be, I told myself. Starting tomorrow. Starting with the next sunrise. Starting with one step at a time toward someone I might be proud of. It wasn’t much. But it was mine. And for now. That had to be enough.

If I do not want people to feel sorry for me, then I should try and stop feeling sorry for myself. This is only but a hurdle, a little stone that has been thrown in my path. I can overcome this, I have done it before, and I can do it once again. I need to keep reminding myself what is the bigger picture. I must remember what the prize is at the end. There is that dream; it is what I am always striving for. A better version of myself. Yes, right now, I do not want to be called a soldier, but once I have been through this hurdle, I have a dream.

An extra hour every day would make all the difference. I always pretended to Jace that everything was fine because I didn’t want him to know how hard I struggled to make ends meet. Jace would help me, I knew he would, but I couldn’t lay this burden at his door. Secretly, I was glad that Josh had let me down for this weekend so that I hadn’t had to go out with Jace and his friends last night – I was drowning in debt and my credit card would bottom out soon. Sometimes I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. It seemed like no matter how hard I worked, how much I strived to be a great mom, there was always something in the way making it feel like an uphill battle with me pulling