Carrying the burden of such heavy emotions. Thoughts piled on top of other thoughts. The heart gasping for a single breath of air. Sometimes, when it becomes all too much, you can’t help but break.
I miss performing so much… Singing Hula Piano There’s just a part of me that seems empty and distant the moment I stopped performing. I need that outlet once again.
Whoever wants to be in your life will always find a way to be in it, no matter...– (via keshialee)
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.
undeadlife: 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...
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...
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...
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. 03.27.2012
Dear SDSU Math Department,
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+...
(Because You've Got To Fall A Little Before You...
The last time I wrote something, I mentioned how discouraged I felt. Under appreciated and taken for granted - that’s what work felt like. However, that day gave me a lot of insight as to where I was going wrong and where I could improve. My kids aren’t moving forward if I’m not moving forward - after all, there are no bad students, just bad teachers. So, I’ve been trying...
Love But Hate
I love my kids, I really do. I think they’re a great set of kids…however…It bothers me how much they complain. “These games are boring.” “We have to write?! Nevermind, I don’t wanna do it.” “It’s not fair, we never get to do anything fun!” “I liked it better when ____ was here.” “I hate SAY.” It’s...
You’re going to lose touch with a lot of your friends. With some people, it will...– 25 Things I’ve Learned In My 20s By RYAN O’CONNELL (via goddamnedpansies)
Am I where I want to be? Do I feel proud of what I’ve been able to accomplish so far? What have I accomplished? Is there room for me to keep growing? Every day I ask myself these questions, and every day I am able to produce a new answer. The reason for this is because it’s a remind to myself that my efforts have not gone to vain. I am proud of where I’ve brought myself to in...
2013. I’m supposed to graduate this year. However, while I feel a slight tinge of regret that I won’t be joining a handful of my fellow classmates in graduating in the spring - I do realize that I shouldn’t have to pressure myself into graduating so soon. I have my own plan mapped out for me…and this plan involves “time.” I have time to space out my classes...
I once dated a writer and
Writers are forgetful, but they remember everything. They forget appointments and anniversaries, but remember what you wore, how you smelled, on your first date… They remember every story you’ve ever told them - like ever, but forget what you’ve just said. They don’t remember to water the plants or take out the trash, but they don’t forget how to make you laugh. Writers are...
Thank you for making your mistake. Thank you for being who you are and doing what you’ve done. There is no sarcasm. There is no spite. Genuine gratuity is all. Because if it were not for your mistake, I would not be blessed to have all the amazing things in my life. My job. My success. my determination. My REAL friends. My boyfriend. My relationship with my family. None of those would...
I really dislike “cliques” and their “unison” mentality. You have a brain. Think for yourself. Just because you’re friends with someone doesn’t mean you have to think the SAME EXACT way as them. God gave you a brain so that you can make your own thoughts and decisions. Just sayin. Peace.
Change A Life
I know many people have been hooked on the tragic events of the Connecticut shootings - I mean, who wouldn’t be, considering how many were killed; and of those killed, how many were probably not even old enough to comprehend a full sentence. However, while I keep those who lost their lives in my prayers, I’m also keeping the shooter in my prayers as well. As a future teacher, I...
One Of Those Days...
It’s just one of those days, you know. The ones where your mood goes from up to down like a roller coaster. Where patience and hope run a bit thin, and giving-up seems like an ideal choice. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do, and I’m blessed to have all that I have - but for every good day, there’s always gotta be that one day that doesn’t seem to go right. ...
What I Don't Need...
…are the fakes and the shit talkers. You know who you are, and you know what you’ve said. You think that just because you hear a story, you can jump to your own conclusions and make your own irrational judgments. Hear this. Go ahead. You wanna talk. Go ahead. You wanna make stories. Go ahead. You wanna go around and spread lies. Go ahead. (That’s how bullies are created). ...