Hopeless, but wait!

Have you ever had an endeavor worth chasing for? Something that you wanted to work so hard to achieve, but didn't exactly know where to start or how often you would stumble until you reached it?
If you haven't, I recommend a hobby. But if you have, then you know what it feels like to be stuck in a rut the size of Texas. Torn between schoolwork, studying for the SAT in the upcoming month, volunteering all over the metroplex, and trying to figure out all of the rest is a little discouraging at times. It can make you feel like there isn't really much else to life than getting up, going to school, making your parents happy, then repeating the sequence of events all over again the following day. I try my hardest to break this vicious cycle every once in awhile spending a weekend with my friends and forgetting the small, insignificant details of the past week -- and most of the time -- the escape works like a charm. But of course, how can one be so vain when life is as brilliant as it is already?
There are no such things as giving up in my world. There is only, "I will work harder". I used to give up and let things escalate until the life that had previously surrounded me dwindled down to non-existence. I became a bully to people around me and myself. It's one thing to give self-criticism, but there was nothing that deserved credit or acknowledgement until the realization that there is more beyond the scope of beauty, humor, and brains. It took a little while to notice these things, but it is something that I can never take for granted. Confidence in the upcoming tasks is what is going to get me the furthest I think, and will help figure out what has been on my mind the most lately. Where all else fails, I would assume that hope, faith and pixie dust will prove most dependable.