Last night Danial drove us around and I was the last person he sent home.
He told me, "Now, I'm searching for God."
And that was a powerful statement, because to take time to seek is the sort of discipline and courage I want to muster.
This is a man who has had the hardest time leaving the girl he loves.
And even though we probably believe in different religions, I felt a strength grip my heart when he said those words.
"Cos though the truth may vary,
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore."
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
19
It's been 6 days after my birthday and I am now 19.
Lizzy and Sanjay came to surprise me after my family celebrated with me over dinner and we laughed so much.
I am so blessed to be the one who is in love, to be cherished by the people I want to keep in my life till the end of the world.
I realise that as I grow older, I have nothing to hide.
(Okay maybe if I ever get an STD, yeah, I wouldn't be telling anyone about that.)
I'm not ashamed of the things that people deem are embarrassing or "TMI" (in which this contradicts the first sentence).
I guess being honest has made me grow into a person who can tackle issues head on - not to prove that I'm smart or noble or anything like that - but to prove that I'm real, that I can be relatable and be a support for the people who have gone through the same exact feelings.
And these feelings are pretty shitty, conflicting but in the end, always rewarding.
I am alright with being human for once in my life.
At work I have been contemplating about the comments people make and how they make me feel.
Some words have hurt me, but I realised that they don't mean a thing to me. They got nothing on me.
Then again, comments are not about making me feel a certain way and if they are to make me feel any lesser than I should, I must know that they do not have any long term effects on me.
As much as we care about the ones around us, who are angels 90% of the time, the 10% when I am to be brought down is what causes me to be strictly professional.
Lizzy told me that when she's professional, she's really cold. That has become one of my favourite truths of all time.
Comparison happens every single day.
When Diane told me that the nature of women is to compare, I wondered how many times I had tried to break out of this shell. But this happens with everyone, no matter the gender - you see cats vying for their owner's love as well.
I've been thinking about that all week ever since the conversation we had last Sunday, which blessed me greatly... and it's s true, isn't it?
Here I go again, on a moral quest to rid myself of these issues so as not to partake it by being human.
I am not a blind optimist.
But I try to be aware of what wrecks me, and I try to choose the better of the two.
It's just like turkey and logcake. I always, always go for the Pina Colada.
No link but... there's going to be a Christmas party at the office!
I wonder if I'll be spending Christmas in England next year.
Ron says I can stay with him in Bath over the month of April when I fly over to audition at the universities.
I am more than psyched : )
Happy day.
Lizzy and Sanjay came to surprise me after my family celebrated with me over dinner and we laughed so much.
I am so blessed to be the one who is in love, to be cherished by the people I want to keep in my life till the end of the world.
I realise that as I grow older, I have nothing to hide.
(Okay maybe if I ever get an STD, yeah, I wouldn't be telling anyone about that.)
I'm not ashamed of the things that people deem are embarrassing or "TMI" (in which this contradicts the first sentence).
I guess being honest has made me grow into a person who can tackle issues head on - not to prove that I'm smart or noble or anything like that - but to prove that I'm real, that I can be relatable and be a support for the people who have gone through the same exact feelings.
And these feelings are pretty shitty, conflicting but in the end, always rewarding.
I am alright with being human for once in my life.
At work I have been contemplating about the comments people make and how they make me feel.
Some words have hurt me, but I realised that they don't mean a thing to me. They got nothing on me.
Then again, comments are not about making me feel a certain way and if they are to make me feel any lesser than I should, I must know that they do not have any long term effects on me.
As much as we care about the ones around us, who are angels 90% of the time, the 10% when I am to be brought down is what causes me to be strictly professional.
Lizzy told me that when she's professional, she's really cold. That has become one of my favourite truths of all time.
Comparison happens every single day.
When Diane told me that the nature of women is to compare, I wondered how many times I had tried to break out of this shell. But this happens with everyone, no matter the gender - you see cats vying for their owner's love as well.
I've been thinking about that all week ever since the conversation we had last Sunday, which blessed me greatly... and it's s true, isn't it?
Here I go again, on a moral quest to rid myself of these issues so as not to partake it by being human.
I am not a blind optimist.
But I try to be aware of what wrecks me, and I try to choose the better of the two.
It's just like turkey and logcake. I always, always go for the Pina Colada.
No link but... there's going to be a Christmas party at the office!
I wonder if I'll be spending Christmas in England next year.
Ron says I can stay with him in Bath over the month of April when I fly over to audition at the universities.
I am more than psyched : )
Happy day.
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