May 2013
3 posts
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think 275.
This feeling is funny. Going on a roadtrip with a friend and her family. Wondering how my parents and brother are doing. Never thought every jackfruit would remind me of my dad, every picture of my mom, and every ride of my little big brother.
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think 275.
In need of some soul-searching.
Sad that it didn’t post all the way:
I do not agree with the decision that was made and the reasoning behind it. The ceremony should be a celebration of said party, and if said party wants to celebrate it in a certain way and enhance the experience, I believe that that wish should be granted. I do believe that it is an appropriate request. Just because something has always been one way...
April 2013
16 posts
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hear 241.
I understand and agree that changing the plans of a ceremony is difficult. And for that, I will not push further. But, I do not agree with the part when he said we cannot change it because it has been this way for “many, many, many years.” First, I was told that this was not a legitimate reason to use tradition for us to keep our jerseys by your administration. And secondly, if...
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think 274.
Maybe if it is successful enough times in my head, I will be a bit braver.
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think 273.
I am writing a paper for my communications class. But like any other paper, I like it to be personal so I can explore a bit more of the past and its moments. For what? I don’t know. Perhaps to find a little piece of myself. Writing on this one past “love” has brought back many memories. We were never official. In fact, I don’t even know what we were. But the more I write,...
hear 240.
I’ve never taken a class with this professor before. But I see her every once in a while in the science building. She always asks how everything is going. Well today, that “how’s everything going?” turned into an hour-long conversation spanning from careers to health to politics. Sometimes, people just connect.
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think 272.
I don’t want to think it’s something when it’s nothing. But I want it to be something more than nothing.
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hear 239.
It’s scary when people don’t listen. It’s scary when they don’t understand. But it’s even scarier when they jump onto the bandwagon without question.
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hear 238.
We were sitting in the booth—my parents, my uncle, and I—about to leave after eating 25 plates of sushi. And I popped the question, jokingly. Ok… maybe half seriously. Me: What if I said I wanted to get a tattoo? They all looked at me in shock. Uncle: Are you crazy? Do you want to be a gangster? Dad: No. Why would you do that? Mom: Ugh. Don’t do it! And they launched into...
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think 271.
Every now and then, I feel a bit antisocial. I want to crawl in bed, dream about sleeping away eternity. Each breath anchored to hollow emptiness. All the talk pointless, all the smiles faked, weathering little by little the little flame until it poofs into a puff. The smoke trail disappears into the welcomed black blanket. And I just sit. Waiting for a light.
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hear 237.
Maybe it isn’t that the person is changing. Maybe it’s how you see that person that is changing.
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think 270.
Those moments… before starting homework before taking an exam walking aimlessly in the mall watching people stream by with smiles standing bare in the shower letting sleep wash over this burnt out body What’s the point in all this?
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think 269.
Is it cowardly to recognize your weaknesses and still not try to overcome them?
“Others may have far more ability than you have. They may be larger, faster,...”
– John Wooden
March 2013
19 posts
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hear 236.
As I am listening to NPR discuss about the Supreme Court taking on cases of gay marriage, a lot ran through my mind: How or when did marriage become a legal or an illegal bond decided by the court? It seems that the law is inserting itself in the middle of love. If two people love each other, then they should be able to marry no matter their sex. Though there are certainly good reasons for...
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think 268.
Sometimes I feel like a backwards girl in a forward world.
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think 267.
They tell me to be careful. Those that look scruffy can’t be nice. Those who ask you to do a lot are slackers. Don’t let them take advantage of you. And yes, there are “dirty” people who are not nice. And there are people who ask me to pick up their slack that do take advantage of others. But, naive as this may be, maybe people are mean and grumpy because no one treats them...
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see 239.
When a “journalist” asks for an interview but cannot spell correctly.
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think 266.
There are people who make you feel absolutely cruddy, who make you feel like a nuisance, like you are taking up space. Remember this feeling. And do not pass it on, please.
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think 265.
There’s always the possibility of losing yourself in other people. But there’s also the possibility of finding yourself too. Give it a chance and believe in the goodness of other people.
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hear 235.
They never asked about how the games went. So when they did, it made me happy. At least they cared. If only just a little.
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hear 234.
Writing my essay in the middle of the night. My parents are asleep already. But Grandma was breathing really hard. So I went to go check up on her. Thankfully she said she was ok. But I don’t know… Sometimes she lies for me not to worry.
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hear 233.
Grandma walks into my room and looks in horror at my books and papers sprawled all over the floor. Grandma: So much. Me: It’s all organized into piles! It’s just not put in the drawer or on the desk… Grandma: It’s ok. You’re still in school. I’ll let it slide. Cooler than my mom.
Only hate the road when you’re missin’ home
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think 264.
There was a time, a long while ago, when I thought taking my life was good. They would smile more, laugh more, be rid of this problem child. Less spent on me meant more money for them. Fewer arguments. Fewer burdens. My friends were lucky. Their parents tucked them into bed, read them bedtime stories, smothered them in hugs. Things my parents seldom did, if at all. Things I can only hope for....
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hear 232.
To expect someone to clean up your mess because it’s supposed to be their job should not be a thought. Why can’t we strive to be better and take care of our stuff so that other people’s lives become easier?
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think 263.
Emotional Me: What’s holding you back? Just ask. What’s a little rejection now and then? Rational Me: You’re going to regret it after you are rejected. Emotional Me: You’re going to regret it if you don’t try. If you try, at least you will know you’ve tried. Who knows, maybe it won’t turn out bad. Rational Me: You’re too optimistic. It’s not...
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see 238.
I am sitting on the couch outside of the study room. This one guy… I swear, I have seen him at least 4 times in and out of the place in a one-hour span. Prime example of procrastination.
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think 262.
As the school year comes to a close (kind of), that feeling returns. Thinking about the people, the professors, the memories, and (torturous) times… I just miss it already.
Remember the last time it hurt? Remember how time...
hear 231.
“Even on the rainiest of days when you’re feeling down and your head is hanging, if you look close enough the puddles reflect the sky to help you look up and remind you that things will only get better; you can’t keep looking down for long…” —TC
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think 261.
I’ll admit. I didn’t really understand it at first, why it became such a big deal. And I try to be wary of making premature assumptions before figuring out the details. Recently, people have been riled up on campus over something our school president said. While words can often be distorted, how else are we to interpret “they are not public about it and we don’t ask...
February 2013
18 posts
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hear 230.
“Give to everyone your undefended love.” I can’t remember if those are the exact words. But they struck a note. I went to the monastery for their short Sunday program. It was much different from the temple visit. “Be kind. Be fearless. Be optimistic” is what they left me with. So right now, I’m trying to let go of ego. Giving people the benefit of the doubt...
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think 260.
Promise. What is it? Does it have to be the pinky-swear type to count? Does it have to be said explicitly to matter? What’s in a promise? Because it sure stings when “promises” are broken.
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think 259.
To hope is to risk being disappointed. But without hope, is life tolerable?
Take me back to your apartment so I’ll see...
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hear 229.
If money wasn’t a factor… what would you be doing?
Watch
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hear 228.
“You need to learn to love yourself before you can really learn to love another person.” Yes and no? Is it possible to put others before yourself? How do you learn to love yourself without being too selfish?
