It’s such a bittersweet goodbye.
I just became a CWS teacher and I love these kids with all of my heart. I love my locale. I love our spirit.
I almost don’t have a valid reason for leaving — just that I want to try something new. I’ve always been extreme, I suppose.
When I’m 70 years old, I hope to look back and say, “I’m glad I did that.” and I hope I have fond memories to reminisce. I need to know that I tried.
This is a very random note but I miss my old best friend. I could really, really, really benefit from your friendship right now.
a lesson I seem to keep learning
When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn’t really matter who won or who lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you’re not part of it. Everything happens for the best.
I have learned that if the person you love doesn’t love you back, don’t be afraid to love someone else again, for you’ll never know unless you give it a try. You’ll never love a person you love unless you risk for love. Love strives in hurting. If you don’t get hurt, you don’t learn how to love. Love doesn’t hurt all the time. Though the hurting is still there to test you and to help you grow. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn leaving the past does not mean to forget everything about it. Lessons had been learned and the character has been strengthened. Don’t let those go to waste.
I believe that love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don’t ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time.
I have also proved to myself that to love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is risk nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose true self. To love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define love: fall but do not stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain.
And for me, love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom who they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow.
Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you’ll experience the fullness of humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart. Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you’re not ready to cry, if you’re not ready to take the risk, if you’re not ready to feel the pain, then you’re not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love ‘coz every time we do, we get hurt, and then I figured that’s why it’s called FALLING in love.
It’s not time that I wish for you following a big hurt, it’s peace. Peace doesn’t always mean you see the bright side either, it just means you have accepted the situation for what it is and can move on without regret
why the heck am I so picky with every single detail imaginable?
Woke up to a text saying delayed opening.
Aiiiight, sure. I guess. But there’s too much snow for me to shovel - excuse me, for my dad to shovel. I shoveled once in my life. Psh. Today ain’t lookin like day#2.
So my mom tells me to help her clean. I want to but I spent the entire night cleaning out my closet. So, um no. Of course she continues to ask me.
She sees me on the comp. She asks me to buy something online for her. She has therefore withdrawn, given up and relegated this day to shopping! online + pandora + bff chats on bbm. HOLLER.
OH AND 3 day work week!!!!!!!! yaaay!!!! WIN.
celine dion on pandora is the biddnesss
life is good.
working from home right now.
looking at jobs in cali & hawaii.
au bon pain goodies in my room.
new boots in my car because my mom doesn’t have to know what I bought.
Thank you, Lord.
At first, all I really wanted (in January) was to survive 2010. And here I am! New goals:
- Pass NCLEX & be ya RN!
- Get my butt to Cali again.
- RN job by March.
- Become cdubs certified
- Master every single hymn
- Get an awesome haircut. I haven’t done anything drastic (sans this perm) since 2007.
- Buy my parents a vacation.
- Go to Greece
- London, Paris, Vienna
- Start the process to a dream job.
- Figure out that dream job haha. Do I want to go into marketing, nursing law, or become a nurse practitioner?? I don’t know!
- Attempt surfing again haha.
- Finish a scrapbook
- Learn how to knit
Get back to this later… because I’m working haha.
It’s crazy how caught up with tumblr I was during the semester. Today is the first time in two weeks I’ve actually read anything on it! That’s all.
Here’s to an eventful and joyfilled winter.
But the truth is, I hate winter so here’s to vacation in T-6 weeks because I can.
I’m happy! =)
what a rollercoaster.
It’s been a crazy past few years. But it all boiled down to today.
Mom: Did you get your grade yet?
Me: Nooo! They’re not up yet!
Mom: Okay. Did you eat?
Me: I’m too anxious to eat.
Mom: Okay, chill.