Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.N’tima (via aurelle)
Finally have a shameless selfie up. Just me with my new hipster glasses and trying to study.
Lately I’ve been trying so hard to keep myself together but at the end of the day I just fall apart. Skewed pieces that have no match. I’m a puzzle with no picture on the box to match to it. Sometimes I wonder why I try so hard. Why do I stress myself out and pull myself to the end of my breaking point? It’s been a long road but sometimes I wish I could just stop. This is my senior year but I’m the busiest I’ve ever been. I spend at least 30 mins every night pilfering through emails instead of sleeping. I wake up with triple bags and down cups of coffee. It’s hard to feel accomplished when you receive harsh criticism and start to believe that you haven’t made a difference.
These mismatch pieces symbolize how I’ve somehow always been a misfit but stay unique. It’s hard to maintain your own individualism when you are asked to conform to certain standards. I’m sick of being told what I am doing is wrong and that I should be doing it another way. I usually take criticism very personally and deep down I know that my skin is marred forever with scars of disappointment. Instead of trying to make myself happy, I have always tried to appease others. While I sit alone in my bed and contemplate life, I sometimes just feel empty. Empty because I feel that I lack a purpose. Empty because I feel that I’ve disappointed my family, friends, and co-workers. Empty because I try so hard and it means nothing. As the sun breaks onto the waves, the bright beginning of a new day washes over my bitter taste of yesterday.
You know, you’re a charming speaker. Own it!My Public Speaking TA