My first plan of escape having failed, I now determined upon another.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have been desperate to escape for so many years now, it is routine for me to try to escape.
I spent my whole childhood looking for an escape.
My escape is to just get in a boat and disappear on the water.
Yet in all those cases I finally steeled myself to seize the opportunity, and find a way to muddle through and eventually conclude that I had, in fact, chosen the right path, as risky as it seemed at the time.
I had to make some drastic choices to avoid losing myself.
I truly, truly believe that I was going in that direction and all of a sudden fate took me and put me here. It's like something else has other plans for me.
I planned my success. I knew it was going to happen.
I wanted to escape so badly. But of course I knew I couldn't just give up and leave school. It was only when I heard my mom's voice that I came out of my hiding place.
I don't ever feel the need to escape.
Do not be in a hurry to succeed. What would you have to live for afterwards? Better make the horizon your goal; it will always be ahead of you.