Quote of the Day.

&Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door. I'd open up and you would say, "Hey, it was enchanting to meet you." All I know is I was enchanted to meet you.
-"Enchanted" by Taylor Swift

Quote of the Day.

I think most people in their twenties go through some sort of depression. If you’re successful at a young age, no matter the profession, there has to come a time when you reevaluate everything, what it means to you. Is this what I want to do for the rest of my life?
-Kirsten Dunst

DECIEMBRE.

It's Finals week. I just deactivated my Facebook account &I have quickly moved on to find my next procrastinating distraction: re-opening my eyes to the world of blogging. So here it is:

This semester has easily been the most distracting academic semester ever. Longing for Greece, longing for being back on the east coast, long distance relationship, break ups, dating, too much texting/messaging, concerts/gigs/shows, presentations. Out of all that, who has work for a part-time job, research internship and Physics, Biochemistry, Medical Physiology, and Creative Writing? OH THAT'S RIGHT. ME.

Yeah, my brain has been on overload these past few months, but really nothing of it had to do with school. Oh well. You win some, you lose some, right?

So what have I learned so far? Don't try to rush things. Things may seem wonderful at first, but the light dims. And you can do so much better. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Like, really. It's ridiculous. &For a boy-crazy person like me, it's a good realization. Andddd I need a fuckin' life.Being not so serious about school this semester makes me feel all sorts of weird. Maybe it's the calm before the storm? Storm = med&grad school? Maybe, but I sure as hell can't wait for winter break.

Anywho, I think that's enough of an update. My mind is getting bored again. Till next time.

Have Your Cake &Eat It, Too.

You see, I have recently learned that I have the power to hurt people. I never tried to purposely &intentionally do it, not saying I am purposely doing it now, but it's quite a new feeling for me. I hate hurting people or even feel like I'm inconveniencing someone. But what I'm doing now.. I, for some reason, think I can have my cake &eat it, too. So not possible.

In order to really move on, I have to really let go. No "if's," "and's," or "but's." Such a cliche. No one is going to magically walk into your life &forget all the other people you loved/love. No one is going to "save" you from a bad relationship. No one will change your mind on anything. I guess, I was hoping someone would.

Or that one person I needed saving from would change.

I'm young. I can't stress that enough. Drama is unnecessary. All this stress pointless. If things don't work out, things don't work out. It's stupid to use all my energy trying to fit a square pog into a circular hole. Only time can tell if things will work out or not.

Right now, I'll be chasing happiness.

The Evolution of Love.

Recently, I've learned that sometimes love isn't enough. I've learned that I'm young and I need to see what's out there. I've learned that it's unfair to commit to someone if other aspects are not aligning up. As much as you may love someone, it is sometimes better to be away from them. Time tests all and patience is necessary. I am growing to be patient. I am growing to understand that effort and love may not always be the same.

Will write more later.

Mid-September.

September is usually the worst month in my year, but I've been too busy to realize... It's already mid-September! I haven't written in such a long time &for that, I apologize. Sometimes, quotes &songs best describes my life than I can ever write. Needless to say, I wrote more in my journal throughout this hiatus than on my blog. I have seventeen minutes before my class starts and billions of thoughts are running through my mind. Jeanette and I are trying to find a place to live, Aaron comes to visit in ten days, I have a medical physiology exam on Friday, work is super grueling. I feel like I don't have time for myself anymore. You know, time to listen to music, have some tea, and open up a book (that is not entitled "Biochemistry"). Lots have changed since May.

But I will discuss this later.

xoxo

Quote of the Day.

I'm going to suggest that the next time you get a text from the one person you love, the only person in the world that you can't talk to, that you respond - that you just write back. When they ask you if you're up and you love them, just write back, "Yup, come home." [Because] life is just too short to keep playing the game. You'll figure it out later. Otherwise you'll be laying in bed with a black [phone] on your chest, staring at it for the rest of the night, hoping that it goes zzzzt, zzzt, zzzt. When you love someone, if you love somebody, if you love someone, if you love somebody, if you love someone, you don't say a word. Say, "don't say a word, just come over, just come over. Don't say a word, just come over, let me cry all over you. Let me wish you were someone different, that you're the best you can do." If you love someone, if you love someone.
-John Mayer before performing his encore performance of "Edge of Desire" at the Hollywood Bowl Sunday night

Quote of the Day.

Love isn't a science. You can't calculate a feeling. When you fall in love with someone, an 8.5 equals a perfect 10.
-Dr. O'Brien in the "Matchmaker" episode of How I Met Your Mother

Quote of the Day.

I thought that it was 'cause I deserved the best and he's out there. He's just with all the wrong women. And let me be clear; after centuries of men looking at my tits instead of my eyes and pinching my ass instead of shaking my hand, I now have the divine right to stare at a man's backside with vulgar, cheap appreciation if I want to.
-Denise in PS I Love You

Quote of the Day.

#212 Remember that most fairytales were written by men.

Some of the greatest writers of children’s fables were male: The Brothers Grimm, Hans Christian Andersen, even Walt Disney. You are not a tiny princess awaiting rescue by a valiant man, a symbol of frailty and naïveté, or the punch line in a morality tale. The women in those stories were crafted by a different sex at a different time for a different audience; these days you slay the dragon yourself.
-500 Pieces of Prudent Advice for My Baby Daughter