I miss performing so much…
There’s just a part of me that seems empty and distant the moment I stopped performing. I need that outlet once again.
The truth is, though I may have lost some, I’ve been able to gain many. And personally, that is a greater accomplishment to achieve.
If you actually think physical attractiveness is important in a relationship, you are not shallow. To make a good relationship last you have to be physically and mentally attracted to the person. I am tired of seeing people being called shallow simply because they are looking for someone attractive to them, mentally and physically.
You are shallow when physical attractiveness is the only thing that keeps you two together.
What happens to Disney princesses after happily ever after.
This is amazing.
I can’t get over how amazing his timing is.
This is hilarious
Leo: I Will
Just recently, I had the honor of having popular spoken word artist, Rudy Francisco, attend my women’s studies class. I have always found his work to be truly inspiring, and to watch him live, in person, probably had to be struck as one of the most memorable moments of my lifetime. However, what stuck out to me the most was the writing prompt that was given to the class at the end.
We were required to write a letter (or a poem) to ourself. This letter had to be addressed to the “me” of whatever age we choose. At the time, I didn’t really take much consideration to which “me” I wanted to write to, not did I carefully think about what exactly I would say…but in the last few days, I think I’ve finally come up with something.
To the college freshman me,
You’re lost. You’re confused. You’re not sure whether to stick to your own rules, or conform to joining the cliques created by your own people. You want to be a part of something, be someone, but you don’t know where you will fit in. Well, I’ll tell you now, four years later, you’ll still be searching. But you’re not lost anymore. And you’re not confused either. You know who you are, and you know who you want to be. You want to surround yourself with people who will inspire you to do great things, rather than destroy and leave you stuck. You haven’t found them yet, but you will. Somewhere down the road, you will.
But the biggest piece of advice that I can give you, is…don’t force it. Don’t force anything upon yourself. You want to fit in, you want to feel belonged, find it with people who will accept you for who you are - not the ones who expect you to change your colors because you’re not quite the same. You don’t have to change, and you don’t have to force it.
The most beautiful things will come to you in the most natural way. I can promise you that.
So if you’re still feeling lost and confused, just remember, go your own way and be the person you want to be - not who you think you need to be. You’re here to please yourself, and not anyone else.
I’m good at shutting people out, it’s the price to pay of being an only child. I’m used to being on my own, and more often than not, I’ve gotten so accustomed to silence and loneliness that it doesn’t phase me as much nowadays.
But pardon me when I say that I am still human, and every so often, a part of me longs for someone to have PROPERLY filed in the role of a stand-in sibling. Someone to reassure me that it’s okay to make certain mistakes, and that growing up isn’t easy. Someone to just be there for me, to look out for me, and to talk to me regardless of whether or not times are rough.
Maybe that person or those people have come into my life, but I guess I’m just so used to being alone that I can’t really recognize company anymore. Besides, it’s a lot easier to accept broken bonds when you never had someone to begin with.
I don’t know if its the case of senioritis, or I’m just used to procrastination…but I know all this work I’m putting off is gonna bite me in the ass 😐😭👎💔😲
One mans trash, is another mans treasure.
Say it loud, and say it proud. Everyday.
I’m sure you guys are TRYING your best to accommodate students, professors, and classes…however…I do not appreciate this lack of proper education in my current math class. I will give my professor the benefit of the doubt and assume he is a very humble young man (I mean, shy-speak and fresh-outta-graduation appearance), however it does not benefit myself or any of my fellow 60+ classmates when you give us a professor who can barely manage a class. I mean, it must say a lot when the entire class (of future educators) has better class management skills than the professor who is getting trampled over almost every minute. Anyway, my point being, I don’t appreciate having to teach myself this material. Money is going into my education, and if this is where the money is going to…well…I might as well just start reading ahead now.
A frustrated college student
They Don’t Know About Us | One Direction
Hate to admit it, but I actually like this song. Teehee.