I really fucked it up this time
Didn’t I, my dear?
1This is a quick writing piece I had to do for a class tonight, and I actually liked it. So, here you go :)
It was a rainy Monday evening in Center City Philadelphia, but the weather did not result in empty streets. Cities have been given the stereotype of being fast-paced and full of life, and that Monday night was no different. The chilled and slightly misty air made it so people kept up their pace, getting from point A to point B as quickly as possible. Many people cannot even seem to take the time to wait the minute to cross Market Street, which causes speeding cars to lay on their horns as pedestrians stand in the middle of two lanes, almost asking to get hit. City-dwellers are bred to keep moving, but those few who may have slowed down, even just for a second, might have noticed little details about their city of Brotherly Love.
Most businesses have been closed already, seeing as many are just banks and general office buildings. But on the 2nd floor of 1835 Market Street, a kickboxing class is visible to anyone who will take the time to glance up for a moment. The fog that settled on the top of the Comcast and Liberty buildings. The mixture of steam and mist that comes up through the subway grates. Red and green traffic lights reflected on puddles on the sidewalk. These all create a very serene view, for those who are really looking.
While landscapes of mountain ranges, oceans, and forests create breathtaking views, cities have a different kind of beauty. If you think about the fact that the buildings of such immense size and gorgeous architecture were made by human hands and machines, it brings about a different kind of amazement than a nature scene. Many people take advantage of the beauty that surrounds them, when all it takes is just a closer look.
All of a sudden my life has just been increasingly better and better. I left fall semester with not a negative attitude, but I knew I wasn’t reaching my potential happiness with life. I spent too much time worrying about insignificant things or events, and not enough time was spent on things that actually matter. Present day. I’m done living in the past or waiting for the future to happen, because if I live like that, my life will pass me by without me actually having lived. I started yoga during break and found that it made me so relaxed and at peace with the world, so I’ve decided to continue it through this semester and see if it will help my mindset. As soon as I decided to make my life better, it became better. Everything is about your attitude. If you only think negatively, you will never be truly happy. I’ve made new goals for myself regarding academics and my health and diet, and I’m just excited to see what this semester will bring.
I started the second week of classes today with 7am yoga. And it was not what I expected. The class I took this morning was nothing like the studio at home, not as rigorous, and a lot of sitting and just moving my arms around. But nonetheless, it relaxed me, and gave me energy. So while I didn’t sweat while I was there, it definitely helped me greet the day properly.
I just have a really good feeling about this semester. My friends, new and old, my classes, my life in general. It should be pretty great.
(Source: justfreakingrun)
73As much as I’m glad I have a break from school
I already miss Philly. I forgot how little there is to do in Downingtown, and I’m already getting antsy. And the fact that half of my friends aren’t gonna be around for a while. I just want it to be next week when my sister & family from England gets here, because I honestly can’t wait. But this week I feel like is just gonna be me sitting around, thinking too much, and watching too many TV shows and movies on Netflix. asasdlkfj. Someone save me for a little?
0So much can happen in one year.
And yet, I feel rather similar right now to how I felt on this day a year ago.
I’m so over boys dictating how I feel.
1I want to travel.
I just want to explore the world. Whenever I get one of those questions like, “name a place you’d like to visit,” I always want to respond with, “what place would I NOT want to visit?!” There’s so much culture and diversity on every street, every city, every state, every region, every country, every continent. How could I ever want to stay in one place? I just want to experience everything. Every culture. All of the different foods. The different beliefs of everyone. I want to take my camera and just go. Document every place I stop in, and just live. Make friends with people in every country. Witness the difference between poverty in America and poverty in Africa. Help people. And I just want to be able to die and say I went everywhere I wanted. I experienced everything I had desired. I don’t ever want to think back, and think that maybe I didn’t live life to the fullest. I want to take every opportunity that presents itself.
I realize this isn’t necessarily realistic, but hey, since when am I a realist?
26Fall Semester.
I have done so much this semester. It’s crazy to think about how different, and yet, how similar my Freshman and Sophomore fall semesters have been. Freshman year, I was not nearly as ready to get out and do things on campus. I was scared, and just trying to get through my first semester of college classes. This semester alone, I did two Insomnia Theater shows, started working for the Temple News, both multimedia and photography departments, joined the Cherry Crusade and attended almost every home game, spent a shit ton of my time on this photography class I’m in, and been relatively successful in all of my classes. I’m so proud of what I’ve done, and what I’ve achieved. There has obviously been some down moments, but my friends and the stuff I’ve been doing to keep me busy has made it all so much better. I feel so independent this year, and it’s wonderful. I can honestly say I’m so happy with my life at school.
I am ready to have break now though.
15I went to the zoo, if you couldn’t tell. And these photos were the result :)
