The conflicted ramblings of me

"You can either go (emotionally) broke running around trying to please everyone, or you can spend your time creating, living and being AUTHENTIC" - From a blog posting by Jenny Blake

Patience

Patience and Understanding. Something I wish more for every single day. There just isn't enough. Whether it's with myself, people in my life, situations I put myself in or what life has given me - god, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

And if all else fails - don't worry, be happy - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIM3GHvBQjY.

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance...

...I hope you dance.

Before I left for Mason, my mom printed these lyrics out, signed it Love, Mom, and gave them to me. I carried them with me throughout my 4 years in school. The same message I kept in my heart thereafter. The words are simple, beautiful, humbling.

Then that day came, when he asked me to dance. And without knowing what it would mean then, I said yes. The song couldn't have been any truer.

In every moment I want it and even when I need to hear it, it is all in this song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RV-Z1YwaOiw&ob=av2e.

I need to know so I can bring you back

I don't think you can do it

Yeah, those words kind of suck! But I know I am already doing it. And everything is going to be okay.

I miss Arti. The emails, texts, and occassional calls are cool but I want my buddy back! It was nice being able to walk down the hall and say, hey what are you doing let's go to the mall or can you come here with me or go there. Having someone to run errands or even do nothing with makes everything fun. There is so much Esha can do. I tote her along some places but she talks too much. Haha. And has her own random agenda. It's hilarious, she's always like - follow me, Shradha ben, follow me. When I ask her where we're going she doesn't know. She'll say things like to the fruit. Or to the flowers. I love her. That silly little girl.

I haven't talked to Kishan in ages. And when we do talk, he doesn't say much. Such a quiet boy. Like any normal sister, I want to know what he's thinking and feeling so I can be there for him. Is he stressed with the heavy load of classes. Does he have a lot of friends. Does he like them. Does he have a crush on a girl. Haha. C'mon Kishan, talk to meeeee. Tell me!!!

Work is going good. I've been there for about a month. I'm getting the hang of things, slowly but surely (every person you work for has certain working styles and its annoying to figure out, lol), and am enjoying it for the most part. It's actually wonderful having a job where you don't wake up in the morning and wish you were dead.

Oh yeah and the count down begins for my trip! I'm booked and ready to goooo. Well, sort of ready to go. All I need now are some new tops. Something nice and fresh. And pretty. I also need to get my eyebrows done because they look like wildfires... I also need to up my visits to the gym. Okay, then I'll be ready. Unless I think of something else. Blah.