*note: this is not a work from me. i copy pasted it from some site i found.* It is important to recognize the distinction that a very good friend is not
necessarily a true friend. We can call a good friend at any hour and they will
reluctantly speak with you until tiredness kicks in, it reaches the time for
their meeting, or other prior commitments. On the other hand, a true friend
will support you even if it hurts his or her own interests. A true friend will
help you without analysis, judgment, or criticism and without you having to
make a request for help. As we begin to learn to cherish and hold our true
friends with both hands, please be mindful of the following characteristics
of a true friend:
friend is around for both joy and sorrow;
action of doing something for someone else without an expectation of something
in return;
else;
are always interesting and always interested;
and stick up for you;
us down with drama, gossip, and disloyal back-biting behavior.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Good Friend vs. True Friend
Fictional? Whatever!
(October 8th, 2008 by gale13-naek; adopted from my friendster blog)
falling inlove with a vampire is insanity…
falling inlove with a fictitious book hero is again…an insanity…
so…therefore…I’M INSANE!
tyke!
oh gosh…i thought after finishing the sequel…this profound affection for edward cullen will tail off bit by bit…
and with that…i am totally wrong!..i’ve been thinking of him every minute…say his name or tell the story out of the blue… post pictures of the book’s upcoming movie beside my bed…and catch a glimpse of my favorite scenes in the book everyday…oh gosh!…this is totally irrational..
but well…irrationality’s my nature… and i’m so sure i can live with it.. i can live thinking of edward cullen forever…i can live with it… i can live with my imagination… “it’s wrong!”..”that’s none of your business”…argh..argh..argh…
edward cullen…has already mauled a huge space in my heart…haiii…mauled? darn!
…when you can live forever..what do you live for?
when i can live forever…i’ll find an edward of mine…someone who treats you like your the only sight of his eyes…someone who accepts you from whoever you are…someone who is READY TO RISK leaving you for your own safety or happiness…someone who understands…someone afraid to hurt you…someone so gentle and so loving…someone so gorgeous and hypnotizing/dazzling…someone so careful…someone so-like edward… and what will i live for?..i’ll live loving him every single moment of my existence!! hahahaha
“…if leaving you will be the right thing to do…i’ll hurt myself to keep you safe..”
*cries*
*i love edward cullen*
Expectations & Goals
"Success is sweeter when you've tasted what's bitter."
…do you know the feeling when you try hard for something because someone expects you to get a hold of that something, and ends up expecting that you can obtain it? Complicating and puzzling…that’s how it is. Upsetting and hard to comprehend – and worst, I’m dying in here enduring the bitter taste of accepting defeat – not in the rankings, but defeat of my hopes – and depreciation.
One week ago – I hardly sleep at all. Projects and exams were all ahead. Tuesday, March 17, 2009, we had our defense for our investigatory project in chemistry – ours, featured the use of radish extract as insecticide. The next day, the top 15 – including me, focused on our extracurricular certifications to pass. And just today, March 19, 2009 that the rankings were presented to us. The results were not that official, but I assume – rather, the faculty and us – that these were close to the authenticity. I, due to expectations from my mother and from myself to, can hardly accept the fact that I was not able to enter the top 10. I was top 11, on the final grading. My extracurricular won’t help me either, because only to those who belong in the top ten were to be computed 70-30. Not that I can’t accept the fact that I was overcome but what I cannot accept is the fact that I worked hard, tried my best, but gained nothing. What I fear, is how my parents will react with it.
I waited whole day for the confirmation. Thinking, and well, expecting again, that I will be able to be on the top ten. But my hopes were again shattered. When I came home, my mother was already there to talk to me.
I can’t finish this anymore. Gawd. I’m so tired. But whatever they may say, I knew and believe, that I did my best. I worked hard. I believe I tried everything not for me, but for other people…yet my best wasn’t good enough. But whatever I achieve, it’s God’s purpose. Lesson learned: “Wishing will not come true without your own striving.”
Stop comparing me with other people. Because, I’m not gonna be like them, nor will I ever wish to be like them. This coming school year, I will do all my best, for myself. I will do all my best to achieve what I want. From now on, it’s for me.
"No one knows how to run your life better than you do."
