the world is not so hard to be in. sometimes their stares can burn you and make you feel as small as a worthless something. but it shouldn't be as hard as this, and it isn't. there's no formula but to build yourself up and make yourself answerable only to God and yourself and set the standards which are unshakable by the rejections of the world. and you have to fight through it hard, and find your way out. the maze will tire you out. the loneliness is a brick wall. find your way out the best you can and don't mind being trodden on sometimes. the sad songs. the happy songs. everything - it's part of the process. drink it up like a dream. the most that will happen is waking up, into the sun. sometimes you may need to cry, totally permissible but under conditions of cathartic resolve at the end of it. don't be afraid to push yourself tough, blood and sweat. it's not even that. at least, if you even attempt to do it, make it a good one, a happy one.

please come out smiling at the end of this one.