Love is not about how you feel, it's about giving.
So Pastor Quoc was talking about this on Sunday...and I guess it kind of struck me. For a while now I've been trying to love people because I'm supposed to, or for the sake of being "the good daughter" "the good friend" or "the good whatever." Came back to school today, and life is tough. Not gonna lie. I feel that life is tough, and my heart feels all tightened and hardened the minute I walk through the doors. I remember before break, I was asking the questions, what about me? What about how I feel? Why do I feel like I'm hurting? Why me....again God?
This quote is something I'm going to keep close on my mind and closer to my heart. It's going to be a tough week....but...love is giving. Love is the hellos and the smiles and the laughs and the support. Yes, the support even if you don't understand or don't comprehend, it's not giving up until the end - or making sure there is no end, even if it's the tiniest thread around...it's still a thread.
Love is giving, love is pursuing, love is strength.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013
I guess I was jealous. Maybe that's why it bothered me so much i guess. I guess. I guess because I don't really understand.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
what we hate the most about others is what he hate the most about ourselves
trying to stop this
trying to stop this
Saturday, March 9, 2013
sick
Whenever my parents are sick I suddenly feel more responsible. I don't know. I actually try to focus on my work and get things done on time.
poems
I sit in the very last seat in Mr.Breiger's class, next to a tall cabinet. On the cabinet, he stuck a couple poems that students wrote in the beginning of the year. I used to dislike the poems. They were unpolished and ugly, just paragraphs split up into choppy lines. But everyday I read them. I've probably read each of them at least 50 times. And each time, I begin to like the poem more. I begin to see how people spill truth into their writing, and it's beautiful.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
haikool by garlic
mom bought good kimchi
ate until my throat was sore
now i cannot talk
ate until my throat was sore
now i cannot talk
Monday, March 4, 2013
summation of my feelings
moue it kinda sucks why WHY i know this will never happen but WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY why WHY
moue
WHY!
curse my emotions
curse me
!!!!!!
''-grass
moue
WHY!
curse my emotions
curse me
!!!!!!
''-grass
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