"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place." - Kurt Vonnegut
If a cat in a pie is telling you this, odds are you should believe it. -nod- :3
And if you’re not a tea person, substitute it with your choice of coffee, hot chocolate or milk. ^u^
Thankful for the joys that come with every semester in university.
Y1S1: Making new friends from sports camp, odac and learning from headwinds after dating a guy or two.
Y1S2: I met you, my first love who gave me so much to remember. No regrets because I’ve come so far and learned so much. It also opened my eyes to who really cared about me.
Y2S1: A semester dotted with moments of years and emptiness, those came with my first heartbreak. Meeting new friends, sharing good times with a room mate and breaking a heart.
Y2S2: Varsity travel exchange trip to Sweden where I saw the beauty that came through the weather, the snowflakes, the people and their style. One of the most fortunate experiences I have, one that always serves to remind me of my blessings.
Y3S1: Back to school and a massive jump to weight loss following all my weight gain that chalked up to 62kg. Dated a sports jock, texted someone from mink and possibly getting entangled with a friend. All that came to fizzle out by the time 2013 rolled over.
Y3S2: Fast forward to my internship at R, another opportunity that really made me happy and stressed. Happy knowing I made to an agency so prestigious and understanding my responsibilities. Thankful for the most generous boss I knew and our “chocolate o’clock” hour.
Y4S1: This brings us to now, week 10 into the semester. Early 2013 saw me meeting new people, the second half saw me through making friends with them; spending time over food, hanging tog at the movies, playing L4D and making the best of the moments over each birthday, each weekend. This makes me feel thankful, that life brings me new surprises as I move from each phase in my life.
I was walking home yesterday morning and I looked up at the skies, thinking about what I had. The people in my life, my family who loves me ceaselessly, friends who back me up and are always generous. The attributes that have made me who I am; someone who loves to talk and thankfully does not get shot down every so often, someone “who thrives in strangers’ reunion” (this I quote YS), someone who digs learning new concepts and thoughts, someone who takes to sweating it out. I feel thankful and blessed for all that I am, for all that I have, like some higher being is looking out for someone like me.
I attribute my happiness to my family for making me who I am, for giving me a name that represents me, for friends who may come and go but always leave a fond memory for each season, for the university of life which has taught me love, life and hope.
Hope for the future, hope for all things new, how beautiful a thought that is.