Paul is right.
We went jogging today and talked a lot about majors, minors, and school in general. I told him I think I've come to a conclusion that I want to try and double major in Kinesiology and Nutrition. After long discussions, he brought up the thought of being able to see me in the field of Adolescent/Young Adult Medicine. To my surprise, I think that field fits me perfectly.
I've actually always wanted to do something involving young adults due to my belief that it is such a huge part of someone's life, and I think this is a great way to do just that. It would also be fantastic to be able to help guide people to live healthier, more fit and nutritious lifestyle.
All these thoughts make me so much more excited for school and the things life has in store for me. :)
P.S. I reactivated my facebook because I realized there is only so much more time until work is over! The befriending begins! ...soon.
Friday, August 6, 2010
In love with Love.
I was always a believer in love. I've always had faith that in time, people would end up with the person they were meant to be with. I guess you can say I believe in "soul mates."
Just recently, I've realize I'm slowly becoming one of those people afraid they won't find their other half. After watching countless television shows, such as The Bachelor/Bachelorette, that revolve around romance, I've realized they are the cause of these thoughts. The "reality" of gorgeous men and women not being able to find love makes me slightly question my own ability.
Luckily, I'm not one to be influenced so easily - especially on this topic. Now, I don't know why I have so much faith in love, but I'm glad I do. I'm also glad for each and every relationship and heartbreak that I've had and will possibly have in the future. They teach me things. Things about relationships, things about the person I'm really looking for, and things about myself. I feel like all the heartbreak and pain is worth it. Because in the end, once you find that person - the person you've been looking for all this time - none of that will matter.
Just recently, I've realize I'm slowly becoming one of those people afraid they won't find their other half. After watching countless television shows, such as The Bachelor/Bachelorette, that revolve around romance, I've realized they are the cause of these thoughts. The "reality" of gorgeous men and women not being able to find love makes me slightly question my own ability.
Luckily, I'm not one to be influenced so easily - especially on this topic. Now, I don't know why I have so much faith in love, but I'm glad I do. I'm also glad for each and every relationship and heartbreak that I've had and will possibly have in the future. They teach me things. Things about relationships, things about the person I'm really looking for, and things about myself. I feel like all the heartbreak and pain is worth it. Because in the end, once you find that person - the person you've been looking for all this time - none of that will matter.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Dandelion Days.
Let's Kick Fire
Dandelion Days
This song doesn't explain it any better...
My roommate introduced me to Adam. He's her brother's friend, and he happens to make damn good music. I was lucky enough to have a roommate who blasted these lovely tunes many mornings throughout the year. They made me a very joyous waker, and got me though many uneventful times. I only hope they do the same for you.
This song doesn't explain it any better...
My roommate introduced me to Adam. He's her brother's friend, and he happens to make damn good music. I was lucky enough to have a roommate who blasted these lovely tunes many mornings throughout the year. They made me a very joyous waker, and got me though many uneventful times. I only hope they do the same for you.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
And I thought my heart wasn't in it.
In the beginning, that is.
Little did I know, I ended up liking him more than I thought I would. He had the kind heart that I longed for. And even the parts of him others may have seen as "fault," I looked at them as individuality. I trusted him a lot - with myself and with my heart. I believed his was in it too, but I guess somewhere along the line, his stopped.
I don't know what else to say. I still think he's a great guy. I still respect his kindness and his entire persona, really. I don't think any less of him. I actually wish him the better - with life and with everything that may come his way. He's a good guy and he deserves good things...
To be honest, I'd say this is my first real "heartbreak." (Not including the whole Dave thing, of course.) I guess I've always been the heart breaker in the past. It's definitely odd being on this end, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I'm sure it's just because our relationship didn't get the chance to progress that much. Or, it's just because of the way I take things. I don't know, but I do know others have it a lot worse. It'll be interesting to see how I get over this...
I'll end this post with not a song, but a hopeful quote that I think more people should take into consideration - religious or not.
Little did I know, I ended up liking him more than I thought I would. He had the kind heart that I longed for. And even the parts of him others may have seen as "fault," I looked at them as individuality. I trusted him a lot - with myself and with my heart. I believed his was in it too, but I guess somewhere along the line, his stopped.
I don't know what else to say. I still think he's a great guy. I still respect his kindness and his entire persona, really. I don't think any less of him. I actually wish him the better - with life and with everything that may come his way. He's a good guy and he deserves good things...
To be honest, I'd say this is my first real "heartbreak." (Not including the whole Dave thing, of course.) I guess I've always been the heart breaker in the past. It's definitely odd being on this end, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I'm sure it's just because our relationship didn't get the chance to progress that much. Or, it's just because of the way I take things. I don't know, but I do know others have it a lot worse. It'll be interesting to see how I get over this...
I'll end this post with not a song, but a hopeful quote that I think more people should take into consideration - religious or not.
"God, grant me strength to accept those things I cannot change."
—Camerlengo Ventresca, Angels & Demons
Monday, August 2, 2010
Personal Reminder:
- Look and apply for work study jobs (library, rec center, touring?)
- Apply for leadership positions
- Join clubs
- Keep academics up
- Get to know professors
- To be continued...
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Chicago.
I've been meaning to blog for the past two days, but I've just been having such serious brain farts. Writer's block has really been getting to me.
On another note, Peter Cetera, former vocalist for the band Chicago, played at the Esplanade earlier today (or yesterday if you want to get literal)! I only made it for two of his songs, but it was amazing nonetheless. He has such an beautiful voice. I feel lucky enough to have even heard one of his songs live. Not to mention, they were both songs I'm familiar with. I'm so thankful my mother used to turn on the radio and listen to all the oldies. Music back then was so raw and beautiful. I'm so glad I've grown up to love and appreciate it.
Anyways, I believe this was the first song I heard him play today. It's funny because I can relate to it at this moment in my life.
Chicago
Chicago 16
Hard to Say I'm Sorry
P.S. I wonder what it feels like to be Peter Cetera or anyone who made/makes such beautiful music. I wonder if they know how much they've affected peoples lives.
On another note, Peter Cetera, former vocalist for the band Chicago, played at the Esplanade earlier today (or yesterday if you want to get literal)! I only made it for two of his songs, but it was amazing nonetheless. He has such an beautiful voice. I feel lucky enough to have even heard one of his songs live. Not to mention, they were both songs I'm familiar with. I'm so thankful my mother used to turn on the radio and listen to all the oldies. Music back then was so raw and beautiful. I'm so glad I've grown up to love and appreciate it.
Anyways, I believe this was the first song I heard him play today. It's funny because I can relate to it at this moment in my life.
Chicago 16
Hard to Say I'm Sorry
P.S. I wonder what it feels like to be Peter Cetera or anyone who made/makes such beautiful music. I wonder if they know how much they've affected peoples lives.
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