Homemade watermelon bubble tea (Taken with instagram)
There are mini yellow tulips in a tall glass vase on our desk right now - it’s been three springs of having bouquets of yellow tulips cheering me up during spring semester finals. I try not to think about endings and try to think more of moments - things are not ending so much as they are -…
There is a universal truth we all have to face, whether we want to or not. Everything eventually ends. as much as i have looked forward to this day, I’ve always disliked endings: last day of summer, final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend.
But endings are inevitable. Leaves fall. You close the book. You say goodbye.
Today is one of those days for us. Today we say goodbye to everything that was familiar. Everything that was comfortable. We’re moving on. But just because we’re leaving — and that hurts — there are some people who are so much a part of us, they’ll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground — our North Star — and the small, clear voices that will be in our hearts…always.
It far easier to find a reason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work – the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.
Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.
You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.
Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.
Let’s roll.
Flowers from P (Taken with instagram)
Don’t worry, I’m not talking about a Bachelor of Science degree (or even a Bachelor of Surgery, which is apparently a thing according to Wikipedia). BS here stands for “bullshit,” and around a college campus, it’s frequently the word used to describe how you spent your all-nighter. “I just BS-ed…
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