Thoughts

29/09/23, 8:46 And then, the realization hit her like a truck. "This is the final semester", she thought. "After this, I don't know where I'll be. I hope I can keep working where I'm at. I hope I can find other opportunities, too. I hope I can study something else; maybe a master's degree. I wonder if I'll be able to do so. I wonder if life will be hard. I hope it isn't too hard, though. I hope everything goes smoothly. I hope I have a good job, and I hope I can be happy of working there." "I hope my family will be well. I hope my parents will always be healthy, and I hope they will be happy with what God has in store for us." "I hope I can find someone to do life with. I hope I can truly fall in love with someone, and he with me. I hope we will be each other's best friends. I hope we will be there for each other. To keep company to each other. To annoy each other. To laugh together. To cry together. That would be great....

22/09/23, 6:00 "Women should be skinny, tall enough, possess a pale complexion and perfect-looking facial features. Men should be muscular, taller than girls, possess a fair complexion and sharp, perfect-looking facial features.  If you don't accommodate to these things...the horror! There's something awfully wrong with you. You shall change it! Go on a strict diet - it does not matter if you are hungry -, cover your face with tons of make up - for who would want to see your pimples, scars or birth marks? They are preposterous!-, and if diet and make-up does not work...plastic surgery is the solution!  Oh! Wouldn't you love to look like those gorgeous models? Look at them. They are the standard!" But who said humans are supposed to look like some kind of plastic-dolls? Society did. Society has brainwashed us into thinking that we must look a certain way to be beautiful. That is why we sometimes feel ashamed of what we look like. We do not like our lips, eyes, nose...

15/09/23, 6:13  (This is a scene from a random story I've been creating in my head. I've been reading lots of romance books lately, and I wanted to give it a try. Let me know what you think!) *** "What are you doing up so late?", I asked, emerging from behind Elliot, who was facing the moonlight that danced in the waters of the lake. His blue eyes lighted up when he saw me.  "I couldn't sleep. You?", he asked as I sat next to him, crossing my legs. My upper lip curled in a sneer of disgust. "Amber's snores were too much to bear," I snorted. Elliot's laugh echoed in the quiet night. "I mean, how can a girl even be so noisy? I'd rather sleep outside on a rock." "I'd very much like to witness that," he grinned, his eyes then landed on my cold shoulders. "Though I think you'd better go back inside. It freezing out here," he pointed out. "I was, in fact, thinking to go for a swim," a satisf...

08/09/23, 10:00 Christmas isn't as exciting as before for her, but it is, certainly, still somewhat  elating . Perhaps it is the feeling of contentment in the air that makes her heart smile. Or, maybe, it is the sight of families gathering together that makes her soul beam. Either way, laying on her bed, watching a movie about Christmas on Christmas Eve, waiting for the night to approach in order to do absolutely nothing, is still exhilarating.  New Year's Eve is even better. She gets to wear a pretty dress, visit her relatives, and spend some quality time with them. She gets to eat delicious food made by her aunt. She gets to hear her cousins' humorous comments and laugh at them, even if some of those comments are about her petite height, and she finds that even in those comments she can feel the warmth of the word "family".   However, she finds that Christmas does not have the same meaning anymore.  Christmas is now, for her, a reminder of how much time has pa...

01/09/23, 10:30 Money is an astute snake. A stumbling rock. A trap. A poison that can contaminate even the purest heart. Money can make people blind. Money can make you worship it and make you devote your life to it. Money is the root of all evil, they say. There was a time when she didn't care at all about money. She saw her mother worrying about it all the time. "She's just too stingy. Money isn't that important. Life isn't just about money", she thought. She promised herself she wouldn't be like her mom, or like everyone else, who seemed to hold this idol dear to their hearts.  She graduated from high school, and she saw this astute snake wrap around her best friend's head. Her friend turned from a carefree girl to a anxious, distressed one, worried about money all the time. She promised herself even more that she wouldn't turn out like that.  But she became the anxious, distressed girl she promised herself she wouldn't be. The future was sc...