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Experiment!
2012-02-10 @ 13:02:28
I woke up this morning thinking: 'let's change something'. It might be a small habit that takes some time in my life, that I spend money on, I thought: 'Well, maybe it's good to try to quit one of my small addictions, why not? Just as a matter of an experiment'. Why? Because, I really need to do it. Maybe one small thing will change my life greatly, what if? Maybe committing 30 minutes a day to, well, let's say, to a walk will make a difference. After all, it shouldn't be that hard to change one little thing. Later it will turn out how much impact it had on my life.
Sooooo, I'll try to give up sweets! Yaaaay! :D Seriously, I'm totally addicted, but step by step, I think I might make it.
Maybe some of you, people, should try it too? A small thing to start from? We can try to take little steps, and so step by step one day, one day we will wake up as a completely different person, maybe even better?
"Broken people get recycled, and I hope that I will..."
2012-02-03 @ 00:04:36
About bad times, because: "Sometimes we're thrown off our pathways"
You know, everything seemed fine at the beginning of the academic year. I started it feeling fearless. At the same time plenty of freshman students cried their eyes out, because of loneliness, because of uncertainty whether they were going to make it or not. I wasn't among them. 4 months later, now, I'm not that sure about anything. Honestly, I have no idea what to do with myself. I've simply got lost. "See the rock that you hold onto is it gonna save you when the Earth begins to crumble why'd you feel you have to hold on imagine if you let go" Countless thoughts in my mind. Would you say it back then? I changed my goals. Once I had them all there, on a list, the only thing left was to pursue them. Now, now I don't have anything. Seem to be pursuing invisible. Or maybe seeking, yes, it must be it, I am seeking my new goals.
Here comes the flood that no one is to blame for.
"Don't trust your eyes it's easy to belive them know in your heart that you can leave the prison"
I've just come here to make you aware, that such things as getting lost, ending up in the middle of nowhere, they, they jusy happen. You cannot be sure when, it's just that 'sometimes we ARE thrown off our pathways', we choose wrong, we aren't ready to attempt certain steps.
However, there has to be the answer, somewhere. Just has to.
And when I find it, you will see it. Bear in mind, being lost is not incurable disease. It might last long, maybe even too long for a casual person to survive, but it passes.
The answer has to be in the heart. Everytime this situation occurs, seek it there.
... how many things will change in your life, nobody knows. However, numerous of them are being modified, and will be developed or eliminated over and over again.
The key is to find yourself.
So I wish You good luck
As a student, who didn't really think that life would change so much.
And now I now I know that I will never return once and for all to my hometown. Why? Because everything's changing
Now that I am a student, I lead my life 500km away from hometown, and I know, I am sure that I'm not coming back.
One more thing before I forget, it was worth it, the prize is well worth the effort.
A message for you: Risk, every time you evaluate the possible outcome as precious, just reach for it.
Day after day, night after night, time flies. Is it good or bad? What does it mean to you?
There is a particular moment in our lives, the moment when we realise how little time we have. When time passes too fast, we try to catch the moments,each of them, to do the things we are to do, and we want to do. We try to live all right, we try without actually seeing that there is nothing more we can do.
I have broken up with him. The world hasn't stopped spinning. The sun hasn't stopped shining. What happened? The life on Earth continued their every-day duties. It's my little world that has fallen apart. All because of the words that I was fooled by. I believed when he said 'I love you'. But I guess he doesn't know what love is. There was no use of giving him a part of myself. There was no use because he wasn't worth it. All I'm left with is sorrow and pain.
But I'll be fine. I'll be fine I'll be fine...
Near the Wall of a House Yehuda Amichai
Near the wall of a house painted to look like stone, I saw visions of God.
A sleepless night that gives others a headache gave me flowers opening beautifully inside my brain.
And he who was lost like a dog will be found like a human being and brought back home again.
Love is not the last room: there are others after it, the whole length of the corridor that has no end.
Women. When we're children, we dream about a prince on the white horse. Then, there comes adolescence and life changes completely. What was our imagination now transforms into reality - the first date, first kiss, first love. Yet, we don't know what is important for us, because life, at that time, is just a big field of research. Day by day we're getting older. Adolescent becomes adult and... what now?
It's not about age. There is no particular point in time when we can say: 'From this moment on, I am adult'. But the process finally starts. We aim high. And suddenly we discover that we have a soft spot in our life - a soft spot for love, for 'the one'.
What would you do for love? Look how many legends have been made about love, how many films, sayings, tales though nobody could ever define what it really is. We're left with a line from a song: 'It's a kind of magic' but don't we forget that there should be a border. What and how much can we sacrifice for the person we love? There is no answer no matter how long and where we would look for it. It's we who decide whether we want to be crazy for love or if we don't want to put it on the first place. It's we who have our life in our hands.
From the thoughts of a fledging university student.
We all know such sayings as: A house is not a home or Home is where the heart is, don't we?
We all know them and we attach them to our lives differently, uniquely. What can we call 'home'? As a definition of 'a house' is simple - it's just a building. Home, for me, is a state, not a place. And being there, feeling that I am in the right place at the right time results in a life that makes sense. The home - my friends, the people who understand me, who share the same interest, who I know I love, this is my home. It's the state in which I feel safe, secure, confident because these people I respect I love are my sinew. And to be a home for somebody seems to be the best award one can accomplish in life.
As for the beginning of a student's life, gosh, it's so hard to find footing for home. The world is different, the people are strangers, the life is up-side-down. And now it's you who should find his place there. Because all surrounding, it is not a thing that fits you. Investigation should have been started on the first day. The faster you find your place in a new world the better life you may make out of your existence.
I like watching films, but I don't really enojoy watching how the love dies.
2011-09-30 @ 23:49:58
Once life taught me that there usually is a reason. Even if somebody refuses to speak, or denies to admit his weakness. Hidden inside, inner pain can strike you down.
It's not a matter of crying your heart out. But it's a matter of speaking the truth. The thing is, we need to communicate, to ask the people we love how they feel. Compassion - the ingredient that needs to exist in every relationship, can save many lives, many people. It can change the good part of who they really are. If you only pay some attention to the words people say, you probably won't have to watch how your love dies.
I do, quite enjoy watching films, but I don't really like watching how the love dies.
Feelings should be mutual. Mine - aren't.
So, another time, I'll just have to say goodbye to the live I could lead.
Two people walking the same path cannot separate. If one of them falls down, the other one goes into the abyss as well. Only at the bottom, something special that connected the couple breaks. Only then, each of them, can go two different pathways.
Falling is watching how the love dies.
I'm falling. I'm going into the abyss. Wish you wouldn't feel the same. Ever.
