Sometimes I’m really so stupid.
I am so not ready to let go of this semester - it seems to have passed much sooner than I ever anticipated.
I’ve been trying to study all day, but I can’t help remember where I was this time last year. So much can change in a year. But so much can also stay the same.
Good luck, everyone, on whatever endeavors we’re all facing. I’m sure we’ll all come out having passed whatever it is we must, insha’allah. As for me, I’mma make some more tea and burying myself in my notes.
This was taken right after our last lecture…
This was my first group of friends I made at pharmacy, and I can honestly say I love all of them so much. They are all cute and adorable in each their own unique way, and so very, very sweet. We’ve a lot of time ahead of us, and I’m sure together, with everyone else in our year we will tread through it.
I’d like to talk about your comfort zone for a moment. You know, that place where you exist but you’re not really living. You’re just floating vaguely throughout the days; accepting whatever the circumstances around you have to offer, even when it’s not really what you want. It’s so easy to get comfortable, to get used to the things and people around you, to snuggle up in your comfort zone where nothing flourishes. You’ll only find yourself standing at a standstill. Tell me, have you ever drifted mindlessly throughout the day and end up with your head on your pillow at the end of the night with thoughts of what could be starting to flood through your mind? When you know there’s something better, something more out there, but it’s not here?
There is so much more out there to the world than you think. Don’t get too comfortable. Don’t settle down so easily. Don’t be afraid of adventure. Don’t be afraid to take that risk. Don’t fall for the illusion that you can’t be who you choose to be, that you can’t live the life you want to live. Don’t allow the hands of society to dictate who you will become when it’s not what you want. Don’t settle for just anyone when they don’t even move you in ways that you’ve never felt before, when they don’t push you to grow and grow. Don’t be afraid when those around you don’t want you to change because they’re used to the idea of how they want you to be. Don’t fall into the endless and mindless routine that everyone else strives for—the very same routine where people are desperately looking for a way out; any way to escape the dull reality they live in, abusing themselves with moments that don’t last for pleasures that temporarily fill in the void.
Fear will cloud your mind and it’s only because it’s letting you know that something is about to change. And the only way that you can truly live is if you grow, and you can only grow if you allow yourself to change. Change isn’t always bad. You need to feel afraid and uncomfortable. You need to feel challenged. You need to be shaken up. You need to step out of your comfort zone. You need to feel like you’re stepping into dangerous territory where there is no light, because at the same time, you may be embarking on the most wonderful and rewarding experience of your entire life.
lifeofbeardo asked: Top 5 favorite books?
Sorry, I realized I just spat out a lot of books but I really loved these and you asked.. so haha :P
For some not so “high-fantasy/zombie/post-Apocalypse”:
Yeah, I don’t really read a lot of non-fiction (unless it’s in the form of biographies, historical accounts, anything to do with history really, or religious books - but I’ve left them all out here). I like to escape into crazy magical worlds in my down-time - when I’m not actively pursuing knowledge. But, I guess, one could say that all forms of literature contain traces of wisdom.
This is the fourth book I’ve read in the past week and a half. I’m almost done it too! :D
I really don’t know what possessed me. I haven’t read for pleasure in at least two years.
Sidenote: reading while commuting is soo relaxing.
I don’t know, maybe it’s just me… but when I stay at home all day for more than two days without leaving the house, I feel severely restless. I feel as if there are things that I should be doing that are not getting done (and this is why summer isn’t the most enjoyable time for me. I mean it was when I was a younger - but now all I wanna do is keep “doing”. Whatever it is I need to do; to better myself, to further my opportunities, to meet others, interact and make something beautiful, even if all it produces are sweet, sweet memories. And maybe that’s also why I feel so restless here in the suburbs outside the city. I feel as if I’ve exhausted all my opportunities. And even though there are people here I love, quite deeply, it’s time I leave the nest and do some exploring).
I mean, I love vacations just as much as the next person - but I would never spend it doing nothing.
I guess this is how I’ve learned to live. Constantly in motion.
For now, I guess it’s okay. Even beneficial - only in youth do we have such fervent energy to pursue our dreams. At least, I pray it’s beneficial.
Ahhhhh my parents are watching Lootera.
I weep. Here I am studying the female reproductive system. Not what I had in mind for a sunday night…