June 2011 Blog Posts (4)

Heh heh. Here I go posting about the past, which used to be the present, again!

I can remember how ecstatic I felt when I knew that my time in high school was nearing an end. January was the time when we were faced with the last set of finals before the beginning of our third quarter, and last semester of high school ever. I remember daydreaming of growing up and moving on as a high school graduate and entering the sophisticated world of college. I could not wait to see what…

Here I am again, talking about the present, which is now the past. But you understand my need for time preservation, yeah?! 

As I am nearing graduation, in approximately two weeks time (eeeek!), I have naturally been thinking about what I am going to be doing afterwards. I was so sure of myself a year ago, even six months ago, but as the date approaches I have been losing some of my nerves—and my mind. I wish I could go back in time and make a deal with Past Adrienne and…

This might come across as a bit brash of me to suggest to you. For all you know, I am just a kid with a keyboard, click-clacking away my thoughts as they come to me. But, I am going to say it anyway: why do you care what anyone thinks of you? Or what happened last year or last week or last month? Or what didn't happen? Or what will happen to you? I ask this not with an accusatory tone, but with a genuine sense of curiosity. These types of questions often resound in our head, causing us to…

As humans and individuals within this society, and in the world, asking for help is often a hard thing to do. Naturally, we are prideful creatures and to admit that we need assistance can translate to defeat and failure. But that is NOT the case. To admit to oneself that one needs help, either physically or mentally or emotionally, is a respectable and noble feat. Sometimes it can take years to admit it, but when you do, everything can only get better.

The degree to which an…