A few books down, lots more books and journals to go. I always wonder how much "theory from the literature" is enough, and try to restrict my opinion to a minimum because it's not usually received in a good way, so I just keep going until it sounds like I've read enough - and believe me, I have. More than enough, I'm a walking entrepreneurship encyclopedia. If only I actually bothered to put my ideas into practice, I'd be rich by now.
It's funny how little things can motivate you over night. Last night when I was trying to sleep, while trying to dodge horrible thoughts of work I have to do, I remembered something really sweet that my boyfriend said. He said I was pretty, funny and smart. That was it, it suddenly hit me - if I don't get on with the work, "smart" will no longer be a trait and "lazy" will replace it. Also, every time I'm getting dressed and I see my tattoo in the mirror (it says "alis volat propriis" - "she flies with her own wings"), it reminds me that I made a promise to myself that I'd never let anyone live my life, I'd always stand up for what I believe in. I believe I can achieve my goals, so no amount of entertainment, emotional scars, sun or cocktails will stop me from getting there. For the time being, anyway!
Funny, yes (although probably not in the most common sense of the word). Pretty, on occasion. Smart, most definitely.