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Just got the best surprise in a long time...from an anonymous person. |
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Created: March 23rd, 2010 at 2:00am
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Today i woke up on time, but i wasn't feeling like myself. This has been happening a lot lately, i don't know what's going on. I've avoided anything that will make me look at myself and wonder what i have become.today however things turned out different. I decided to check out my writing.com account and there it was...The one thing i have been working for, wanting so bad but it was beyond my reach. I received an upgraded membership from an anonymous person. Maybe for some people its not something big, but come on, i can now set up the blog I have always wanted to. So now no more excuses, no more lying to myself and procrastinating day after day. This is my chance to do something, not for the sake of doing it but because i love it. Welcome everyone, i am so excited just wish you could see my face. This is even better than my CAT results yesterday. This is way above stealing candy from the jar as a kid. That was fun, no doubt about it but its a new beginning that i am ready for (i think). And for what its worth i am really grateful to the person who sent me this. I owe you. Watch this space
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| I've been to many places,seen all sorts of things,met all kinds of people but this is the first place i felt i belong. It may have taken me a while to appreciate it but thanks everyone... For giving me a home and a second chance to rediscover myself again. Its funny how what we've spent our entire lives searching for is most times right in front of us. Can't blame you for being human,i've been there,done that and...the grass is only as green as you want to see. I have a long way to go but WDC has given me the starting point. The journey ahead doesn't seem so hard anymore...i have a friend beside me. Thank you WDC for opening my eyes to the treasure i hold in my mind,hands... words |
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| It's exactly three weeks to finals,my notes are increasing by day and i can't remember the last time i had decent sleep. Coffee has become my crash diet,can't operate without it. There's still practicals i have to be ready for. At this rate am afraid my system will crash,but what else can i do. I want to move to the next class and while am at it i need good grades. Part of me feels that there's something missing. I don't know what and i hope time tells. That's just my life at the moment and if someone would send some help my way, i'd be more than glad to take it. |
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| Times like this are when i wish i had a spare for every body part-ok,not all- just the vital ones. I have an exam tomorrow afternoon that i need to read for. My eyes in the past few minutes have resigned from their positions,they say they need a break. Aww come on who doesn't, given a choice i'd be curled up in bed with hot choclate fantasizing with you know who,but am not. I've got to read, if only my eyes would cooperate. Ok,you win on one condition, i wake up an hour earlier to make up. Deal? |
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| Everyday i wake up and make new resolutions to right all the wrong things i see around me. Sadly i never get around to doing any of the things i know am supposed to. I can feel my heart race each time i have to make that decision. I don't want to regret what i never got down to doing,i want to look back and be proud of what i did with what little i have. That's why this week instead of makina a resolution, i will do what i know am supposed to do. Its not fair to put fate to the test and frankly i don't want to be on the wrong side of fate. I have a pretty bad headache so am off to bed-trying to go slow on the pain killers- i have an early day tomorrow. |
April 29, 2010 at 12:18am
April 29, 2010 at 12:18am
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There’s a game we used to play as a child where one would choose to be either rubber or glue. If you are rubber then everything the other person says will bounce of you and stick on them. Sometimes I yearn for games like this, things that remind me why I miss being a child so much. At times I wish I was truly made of rubber but well am not, and sometimes no matter how big the walls around me are someone manages to penetrate them and I end up getting hurt. It’s not fair that we should have to care about what other people think of us or say about us. I guess that’s what makes us human.
A friend of mine says that everything we do, we do it to gain acceptance: from our friends, family, workmates, peers. It never stops, not when you reach that goal you’ve been aiming for nor when you have achieved your dreams, we will always lack something and for some it is the driving force behind their motivation, for others it is what keeps them from going for something they want to do. Either way, acceptance is an inborn desire that we crave for.
If only we were made of rubber…. Thing is sometimes the walls we built around ourselves are what keep us from seeing the bunch of roses in the middle of the bush. They close our eyes to what is good and instead become an attraction for negative thoughts. My challenge this week is to look inward and decide that no matter what happens I will look out for the best in people. I will stop expecting too much from them and instead appreciate the little things that I take for granted. I will look for the extraordinary stuff in the ordinary people and things that they do because somewhere inside each of them lies a gem, a treasure that awaits discovery.
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| Top on my list of things i do not like is politicians and exams. If i had time i'd tell you the rest but am kind of on a time limit so let me just say killer whales are on the top 5. To be fair whales are interesting and fun to watch except when they-you know- decide to make you part of their desert. Back to exams, i have a CAT tomorrow afternoon, i still have a load full of notes to go throw. Funny thing my eyes don't understand the stay awake to read process. So i've been taking a cup of coffee every few hours. I really hope things go well speaking of which i have to go...break time's over. Its time to begin phase 3 of "cram for pathology exam" wish me luck! |
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| Top on my list of things i do not like is politicians and exams. If i had time i'd tell you the rest but am kind of on a time limit so let me just say killer whales are on the top 5. To be fair whales are interesting and fun to watch except when they-you know- decide to make you part of their desert. Back to exams, i have a CAT tomorrow afternoon, i still have a load full of notes to go throw. Funny thing my eyes don't understand the stay awake to read process. So i've been taking a cup of coffee every few hours. I really hope things go well speaking of which i have to go...break time's over. Its time to begin phase 3 of "cram for pathology exam" wish me luck! |
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| How do you get out of something you don't want to do without hurting anyone in the process? The next few days are going to be tough because i have to decide on several issues and i know that as much as i may try someone will get hurt. I hate it when am stuck in a situation like this where i know what am supposed to do but my conscience won't let me go that easy. It is said that a wise man has doubts after a decision but a fool has them before. What no one tells you is how to live with the guilt that follows you like a shadow afterwards. I'd do anything to trade places right now but its something i have to do myself. If i make the wrong choice i'll have no one to blame and if everything works out...my gain. |
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| A few months back i was an intern at a vet clinic located in a posh estate. At a time when most neighbourhoods were struggling to cope with water rationing,i was surprised to find running water in their taps. Even more shocking was that they had never once had dry taps. Being the equality activist that i am, i couldn't refrain from asking if the status of the residents had anything to do with the unlimited water supply. Of course i didn't ask it loudly,lets just say the topic came up at lunch and quite a good number thought the same. Over the next few months however i got to interact with these people. Despite all the money and celebrity status, i discovered one thing that most of us don't want to admit. These people no matter what or who they are are humans like the rest of us. They have feelings like we do,they get hurt,disappointed,angry,overwhelmed like we do. Just because they smile and look glamorous when we trash them doesn't mean our words don't get to them. If anything they work harder and have to be strong because no matter what we do we still expect them to look good. That is not to say that some of them don't deserve what happens to them. Once a client demanded we leave the room,claimed we were suffocating her pets and stressing them,i don't blame her. She was entitled to her opinion,but with all due respect i was an assistant,my work is to assist the doctor. If she didn't like me or the way her dogs wagged and jumped at me all she had to do was say so i could have toned down the appeal. I do not appreciate it when people make up false excuses to express their displeasure. For whatever it counts,i too am human. |
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Sometimes the things we are looking for is always right there in front of us, and at times all we need is a push in that direction and our eyes are opened. I was always complaining of how every one learnt to swim before I could, one time when we were out, a friend convinced me to try out the deep end. I was scared but she assured me she would be there every moment of it. I don’t know what happened that day one minute we were in the middle of the pool, her hand supporting me, the next minute she was at the end of the pool and I was still at the middle. I could feel the panic rising in my body as I fought to stay afloat. I remembered vaguely someone telling me not to panic, my feet were tired from paddling and with every minute I was running out of breath and energy.
“You can make it C, someone shouted from the sidelines and right then I knew even though it was a lost cause I wouldn’t lose anything by trying. I kicked my feet and I started swimming towards one end. I wouldn’t call it swimming as such- I was swinging my hand like I was dancing and well it was a struggle trying to bring my feet up under water, but I gave it my best shot anyway. I still remember how relieved I was when I finally made it and the ecstatic feeling inside I had when I saw my friends smiling at me and patting me on the back. I was mad at her for deserting me- I could have died- but I as happy because two months after that incident I was chosen to represent our house at a swimming gala. I couldn’t have done it without her. For all I know, I would still be watching the swim team with envy every time they came to practice wishing I was one of them. She didn’t teach me how to swim, but she gave me the one thing I needed all along, she gave me the courage to take a risk and see where it took me.
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