Wednesday, March 30, 2011
To Be In Amazement
Never in my whole life did I think that someone that I'm not even truly that close with would have so many answers for me. It's comforting to know that he's going through almost the same situation as I am. But I feel like his is much worse and I wish I could make it better for him. Hopefully things will work out for him soon. He's a good guy and deserves to be happy. It's just so weird that he knew just what to say to help me out. It's made things so much clearer, I can only hope that I did the same for him.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
To Admit
This is me saying that I'm lost. Speaking words that I don't want to admit to myself. This is me saying that I don't know what to do next. Questioning everything that has happened. This is me saying that I don't know how to slow down what I'm feeling. Making my heart pump the breaks. This is me saying that I'm scared. And asking for help.
To Not Know
Thursday, March 24, 2011
To Work It Out
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
To Treasure You, Not The Situation
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
To Be So Lucky
Monday, March 14, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
To Have
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
To Fear
Monday, March 7, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
To Find What You Love
This speech was given by Steve Job to Stanford's graduating class of 2005. Honestly, I think this speech is brilliant. Whenever I'm feeling uninspired or need some motivation, I listen to this speech. He not only gives advice, but by telling stories of his life, he shows how that advice, along with the right about of drive, can help you to become a successful person.
"Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish."
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
To Be Here Now
I know that others have bigger problems than me, but I hate this. I hate that distance rules every aspect of our lives. I wish we had the summer just to be together, like any other college couple, but you've been offered a job at school and may not come home. I've just gotten somewhat used to the 2.5 hours that constantly separate us, but 6.5...I don't know if I can get used to that. And now you want to join the military, which makes me so proud of you, but also puts another divider between us. I want to keep fighting this distance, but it's putting up quite the little battle. Whenever I'm feeling this way I try to remember what you told me:
Distance can't play a role when I care about you this much.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
To Look Within
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