Your reflection in the mirror:
To me,
you have certain characteristics that make you different from everyone else (that includes your oh so famous 'fro'.) you're a pessimist with a bit of optimism, realistic, independent, and refuses to give up on anything you put your heart into. you're too busy for your own good, but continue to do so, since boredom kills you. you fear the future, little faith in falling in love, and rely on family and friends as your support system. with some trust issues comes having those few core friends, that you just can't live without, with those couple that you have to talk to at LEAST once a day. family comes before anything else. although you're small in stature, you have a big enough personality to compensate for it!
the past year, even though most people thought it was a bit blah, has been one of the best when it came to growing up and maturing. you've finally found that group that you belong to, and have cut out those that matter least to you, who have cause the most heartbreak, who bring that energy you've always tried so hard to avoid. you've been through some emotionally messed-up-ness that has made both you, and your family, stronger than ever. you've finally found that faculty and specialization that you belong to, and met amazing people who have similar mindsets, goals, interests and values. you've gotten over immature crushes and boy crazes, and have reached that point of independence you have been craving for. you've even learned how it feels to live on your own, and how much family and friends truly mean to you. and, of course, 2010 brought all those fabulous memories that you will never forget, both good and bad.
let's hope 2011 brings a bit more fun in your life, with some awesome experiences that will allow you to further grow and develop into that fabulous food loving, science nerd lady that you want to be! bring it on life!
Love always,
Whitney
HAPPY NEW YEAR Y'ALL! hope you have an awesome New Year's Eve surrounded by people you love, lots of unhealthy foods and drinks, that lacks a hang over the morning after! HAVE FUN!
30 Days of Letters: ALMOST DONE!
I have three to go! here's two more!
The friendliest person you knew for only one day:
Hi there,
I met you when I worked in the summer with GALA, and fell in love with your presence. I never met you before, but you were the nicest person I had yet to meet. out of all the staff/ students that I got the chance to work with/meet, spending that hour with you was amazing. your eloquency is mind boggling, your energy is something I wanted to absorb, and your public speaking skills blew me away. there's those little things about you that inspired me, and your people skills is something I wish I had. although I really only met you that day (although I knew you by name since I started the job), you made me feel as though I knew you for years. I hope I get the chance to work with you again in the near future, or just listen to you speak! you're one amazing guy!
that little GALA AC,
Whitney
The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to:
Hey,
I wish I could, but never will. it's a trust issue thing.
Whitney
The friendliest person you knew for only one day:
Hi there,
I met you when I worked in the summer with GALA, and fell in love with your presence. I never met you before, but you were the nicest person I had yet to meet. out of all the staff/ students that I got the chance to work with/meet, spending that hour with you was amazing. your eloquency is mind boggling, your energy is something I wanted to absorb, and your public speaking skills blew me away. there's those little things about you that inspired me, and your people skills is something I wish I had. although I really only met you that day (although I knew you by name since I started the job), you made me feel as though I knew you for years. I hope I get the chance to work with you again in the near future, or just listen to you speak! you're one amazing guy!
that little GALA AC,
Whitney
The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to:
Hey,
I wish I could, but never will. it's a trust issue thing.
Whitney
30 Days of Letters: The last person you made a pinky promise to
hey kiddo,
you were a super cute patient I got to meet at Children's a couple weeks ago, who absolutely loves Dora the Explorer, the movie Cars, and bubbles. you were having issues with some of the lines the nurses had connected to you, but you made me a picky promise you wouldn't touch them anymore, since doing so would 'magically' stop the pains. and because you trusted me and my picky promise, it worked, right? picky promises is the one thing you can't break, it's just that solid. but I hope you kept your promise, and that you're no longer at the hospital. I hope all is well with your mum, your family, you. and that you grow up to be something special.
your Bubbles buddy
Whitney
(this kid is the only one who has ever gotten me emotionally attached. I've seen a lot volunteering at both St. Paul's and Children's Hospital, but there's always that one patient that grabs your heart, and doesn't let it go.)
you were a super cute patient I got to meet at Children's a couple weeks ago, who absolutely loves Dora the Explorer, the movie Cars, and bubbles. you were having issues with some of the lines the nurses had connected to you, but you made me a picky promise you wouldn't touch them anymore, since doing so would 'magically' stop the pains. and because you trusted me and my picky promise, it worked, right? picky promises is the one thing you can't break, it's just that solid. but I hope you kept your promise, and that you're no longer at the hospital. I hope all is well with your mum, your family, you. and that you grow up to be something special.
your Bubbles buddy
Whitney
(this kid is the only one who has ever gotten me emotionally attached. I've seen a lot volunteering at both St. Paul's and Children's Hospital, but there's always that one patient that grabs your heart, and doesn't let it go.)
30 Days of Letters: The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Hi,
I know what you're going through, I don't know how you can be so strong. I don't know what I would do if I was in the same situation as you, how I would deal with it, what my coping mechanism would be. but you're a fighter, and seem to be able to deal with it all. although you don't show a lot of emotion towards what's happening in your life, I know there's something off, and I'm glad you know I'm here for you no matter what. I'm here to give advice, to be there by your side through it all, or just to be ears for listening. you'll get through this, and I hope you know you have everyone's support and comfort as well.
Whitney
I know what you're going through, I don't know how you can be so strong. I don't know what I would do if I was in the same situation as you, how I would deal with it, what my coping mechanism would be. but you're a fighter, and seem to be able to deal with it all. although you don't show a lot of emotion towards what's happening in your life, I know there's something off, and I'm glad you know I'm here for you no matter what. I'm here to give advice, to be there by your side through it all, or just to be ears for listening. you'll get through this, and I hope you know you have everyone's support and comfort as well.
Whitney
30 Days of Letters: Someone you want to give a second chance to
there's really no one in particular I want to give a second chance to. in general, when it comes to second chances, it's all based on the person and if they're worth me putting that effort into. negative energy isn't my thing, so that person really has to be someone who means a lot for me to be willing to give them a 'second chance,' y'know? anyways, no one to write this letter to specifically. luckily, that means there's no dramzzz in my life! YAY!
Merry Christmas!
hope you have a fabulous Christmas Day, full of friends, family and nomalicious food!
(and if you have random toys, clothes or cash to spare, be sure to donate to your fav charity this season! =) )
and as a treat, here's me being lamely excited (at the age of 18) at seeing my plate of cookies and glass of milk empty the next morning by Santa! (and yes, I continue this tradition, just to remind my dad of how much of a loser daughter he has!)
(and if you have random toys, clothes or cash to spare, be sure to donate to your fav charity this season! =) )
and as a treat, here's me being lamely excited (at the age of 18) at seeing my plate of cookies and glass of milk empty the next morning by Santa! (and yes, I continue this tradition, just to remind my dad of how much of a loser daughter he has!)
EAT LOTS!
30 Days of Letters: Someone you judged by their first impression
to everyone I've ever met,
yes I'm the type that judges you by your first impression..but doesn't everyone? obviously this judgement doesn't last for long, since the whole getting to know you situation tends to change that initial judgement. don't worry, there's not a lot of hatin' when I judge you..unless you're an idiot who acts as though nothing is going on in their brain, then you're sorta CUT for a while..or maybe forever. depends on my mood.
Whitney
(this post totally reminded me of an intense convo I had with Fabio one of the first few times I met him..it became quite heated. but be honest people, who doesn't judge people by their first impression?)
yes I'm the type that judges you by your first impression..but doesn't everyone? obviously this judgement doesn't last for long, since the whole getting to know you situation tends to change that initial judgement. don't worry, there's not a lot of hatin' when I judge you..unless you're an idiot who acts as though nothing is going on in their brain, then you're sorta CUT for a while..or maybe forever. depends on my mood.
Whitney
(this post totally reminded me of an intense convo I had with Fabio one of the first few times I met him..it became quite heated. but be honest people, who doesn't judge people by their first impression?)
30 Days of Letters: The one that broke your heart the hardest
Hi,
It's funny that my ex isn't considered the one who broke my heart the hardest. I think I spent too much time pondering about you, and I overlooked many others. but that's ok, and it's not your fault. it was teenage hormones that got the best of me, and I learned about love and lust the hard way. thanks for being a learning experience.
Whitney
It's funny that my ex isn't considered the one who broke my heart the hardest. I think I spent too much time pondering about you, and I overlooked many others. but that's ok, and it's not your fault. it was teenage hormones that got the best of me, and I learned about love and lust the hard way. thanks for being a learning experience.
Whitney
30 Days of Letters: Someone from your childhood
hey you two,
you were the pair of twins who were my best buds back in the good ol' days of elementary school. you moved away back in grade 3, and I didn't hear from you since. Recently my mum asked me about the two of you, and (because I'm very 'good' at Facebook) decided to try finding you two. it's amazing how you can be super close to people when you're younger, and not have any thoughts as to how different we would be when we're 'all grown up.' you're both my age, one is the typical 20-something year old, while the other has a 4 year old son. it's just funny how, when we're younger, we have so much in common, but years later, so much can change. I wonder if it was due to the friend-base you had, or just decisions you made at the moment, willingly or unwillingly, but hey, you seem happy, responsible, and making the best of your lives. kudos to you.
Whitney
you were the pair of twins who were my best buds back in the good ol' days of elementary school. you moved away back in grade 3, and I didn't hear from you since. Recently my mum asked me about the two of you, and (because I'm very 'good' at Facebook) decided to try finding you two. it's amazing how you can be super close to people when you're younger, and not have any thoughts as to how different we would be when we're 'all grown up.' you're both my age, one is the typical 20-something year old, while the other has a 4 year old son. it's just funny how, when we're younger, we have so much in common, but years later, so much can change. I wonder if it was due to the friend-base you had, or just decisions you made at the moment, willingly or unwillingly, but hey, you seem happy, responsible, and making the best of your lives. kudos to you.
Whitney
it would be lovely..
if you weren't such a little fucking asshole-ish bitch of a boy. legit. you're CUT.
as Rachael says, man hating is back in FULL force. you were just a distraction.
as Rachael says, man hating is back in FULL force. you were just a distraction.
So here it is..
here are the final letters I'll be writing. I've cut it down a bit, will try writing one each day (unless life gets stupidly busy).
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror (last one of the series!)
and I won't be posting as "Day___", just the topic of the letter! stay tuned! =)
p.s. today I realized how extremely competitive I am. spent the afternoon at Aman's grad lunch, with a bunch of people I love/ haven't seen in quite a while, then went randomly to lazer tag. I legit was determined to be one of the top 5 players of the game..and was willing to do anything I could to do so! =P 40,000+ in one game, placed third. oh yeah. life is officially complete. ;)
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror (last one of the series!)
and I won't be posting as "Day___", just the topic of the letter! stay tuned! =)
p.s. today I realized how extremely competitive I am. spent the afternoon at Aman's grad lunch, with a bunch of people I love/ haven't seen in quite a while, then went randomly to lazer tag. I legit was determined to be one of the top 5 players of the game..and was willing to do anything I could to do so! =P 40,000+ in one game, placed third. oh yeah. life is officially complete. ;)
Donezo!
Exams are done, got raped by stats, and now have a 2 week break that will NOT involve much relaxation. must: finish an event proposal, start and complete the details on an upcoming Continuing Studies workshop I'm developing, fundraising for a club, job applications, program applications THEN still deciding if I'm staying in Co-op or not. ughhhh, so much to do. it scares me..but reminds me that without all this to keep me busy, I'd go insane. January 4th..lets do this.
p.s. I'll prob do the same thing as Rach when it comes to the 30 Letters concept. there's a lot of letters that become repetitive, where I would prob use the same letter I've already written before for an upcoming post. so there won't be 30..there will be less. I'll post which one's I shall write on in the next letter. (it will be less then 10 fo shossssss)
back to cleaning my room..post exam bedroom messes are ridiculous.
p.s. I'll prob do the same thing as Rach when it comes to the 30 Letters concept. there's a lot of letters that become repetitive, where I would prob use the same letter I've already written before for an upcoming post. so there won't be 30..there will be less. I'll post which one's I shall write on in the next letter. (it will be less then 10 fo shossssss)
back to cleaning my room..post exam bedroom messes are ridiculous.
How to be a 20-something
I promised not to blog..but I couldn't help myself when I found this:
"Be really attractive. Your acne is gone, your face has matured without having wrinkles and everything on your body is lifted naturally. Eat bagels seven days a week, binge-drink and do drugs: you’ll still look like a babe. When you turn thirty, it’ll become a different story but that’s, like, not for a really long time.
Reestablish a relationship with your parents. You don’t live with them anymore (hopefully) so start to appreciate them as human beings with thoughts, flaws and feelings rather than soulless life ruiners who won’t let you borrow their car.
Go from eating delicious food at your parents’ house to eating Ragu tomato sauce over Barilla noodles. Develop an eating disorder to save money.
Move into an apartment on the corner of Overpriced and Dangerous. Sleep on a bare mattress with an Ikea comforter. Your mother talks to you about buying a top sheet and a duvet cover but feel like you’re not mature enough to own something called “duvet.”
Read the New York Times piece, “What Is It About 20-Somethings?” Feel exposed and humiliated. Share it on your Facebook with the caption: “Um….” Your friends will comment “Too real” and that will be the end of that.
Work at a coffee shop but feel hopeful about your career in advertising, writing, whatever. Remember that you’re young and that the world is your oyster. Everything is possible, you still have so much to see and hear. You went to a good school and did good things. Figure if you’re not going to be successful, who the hell is?
Date people who you know you'll never be able to love. See someone for three months for no other reason than because it’s winter and you want to keep warm by holding another body. Date a Republican just so you can say you dated a Republican.
Eventually all these nobodies will make you crave a somebody. Have a real relationship with someone. Go on vacations together, exchange house keys, cry in their arms after a demoralizing day at work. Think about marrying them and maybe even get engaged. Regardless of the outcome, feel proud of yourself for being able to love someone in a healthy way.
Start your twenties with a lot of friends and leave with a few good ones. What happened? People faded away into their careers and relationships. Fights were had and never resolved. Shit happens.
Think of yourself at twenty and hanging out with people who didn’t mean a thing to you. Think about writing papers, about being promiscuous, about trying new things. Think of yourself now and your face looking different and your body feeling different and how everything is just different.
Form the habits that will stick with you forever. Drink your coffee with two sugars and skim milk every morning. Buy a magazine every Friday. Enjoy spending money on candles, smoke pot on Saturdays, watch the television before bed.
Move into a bigger apartment on the corner of Mature and Gentrification and finally buy a duvet cover. Limit your drug-use. If you find yourself unable to do so, start to wonder if you have a problem.
Have your parents come to your place for Christmas. Set the table, make the ham, wear a sophisticated outfit, This will all mean so much at the time.
Think about having children when you stop acting like a child. This may not ever happen.
Maybe this is assuming too much. Maybe this is generalizing. Maybe society uses age as an unrealistic marker for growth. Maybe. Still feel the anxiety on your 30th birthday and think to yourself, “Oh shit, I’m no longer a 20-something.” "
original post
"Be really attractive. Your acne is gone, your face has matured without having wrinkles and everything on your body is lifted naturally. Eat bagels seven days a week, binge-drink and do drugs: you’ll still look like a babe. When you turn thirty, it’ll become a different story but that’s, like, not for a really long time.
Reestablish a relationship with your parents. You don’t live with them anymore (hopefully) so start to appreciate them as human beings with thoughts, flaws and feelings rather than soulless life ruiners who won’t let you borrow their car.
Go from eating delicious food at your parents’ house to eating Ragu tomato sauce over Barilla noodles. Develop an eating disorder to save money.
Move into an apartment on the corner of Overpriced and Dangerous. Sleep on a bare mattress with an Ikea comforter. Your mother talks to you about buying a top sheet and a duvet cover but feel like you’re not mature enough to own something called “duvet.”
Read the New York Times piece, “What Is It About 20-Somethings?” Feel exposed and humiliated. Share it on your Facebook with the caption: “Um….” Your friends will comment “Too real” and that will be the end of that.
Work at a coffee shop but feel hopeful about your career in advertising, writing, whatever. Remember that you’re young and that the world is your oyster. Everything is possible, you still have so much to see and hear. You went to a good school and did good things. Figure if you’re not going to be successful, who the hell is?
Date people who you know you'll never be able to love. See someone for three months for no other reason than because it’s winter and you want to keep warm by holding another body. Date a Republican just so you can say you dated a Republican.
Eventually all these nobodies will make you crave a somebody. Have a real relationship with someone. Go on vacations together, exchange house keys, cry in their arms after a demoralizing day at work. Think about marrying them and maybe even get engaged. Regardless of the outcome, feel proud of yourself for being able to love someone in a healthy way.
Start your twenties with a lot of friends and leave with a few good ones. What happened? People faded away into their careers and relationships. Fights were had and never resolved. Shit happens.
Think of yourself at twenty and hanging out with people who didn’t mean a thing to you. Think about writing papers, about being promiscuous, about trying new things. Think of yourself now and your face looking different and your body feeling different and how everything is just different.
Form the habits that will stick with you forever. Drink your coffee with two sugars and skim milk every morning. Buy a magazine every Friday. Enjoy spending money on candles, smoke pot on Saturdays, watch the television before bed.
Move into a bigger apartment on the corner of Mature and Gentrification and finally buy a duvet cover. Limit your drug-use. If you find yourself unable to do so, start to wonder if you have a problem.
Have your parents come to your place for Christmas. Set the table, make the ham, wear a sophisticated outfit, This will all mean so much at the time.
Think about having children when you stop acting like a child. This may not ever happen.
Maybe this is assuming too much. Maybe this is generalizing. Maybe society uses age as an unrealistic marker for growth. Maybe. Still feel the anxiety on your 30th birthday and think to yourself, “Oh shit, I’m no longer a 20-something.” "
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Hot date
..with stats. awwwww yeeeeeeeah.
(note the beautiful caffeinated drink, with marshmallows to nom it up, my ugly old Leadership shirt from grade 11, and the even more disgusting stats notes bellow the omsss. this is how Saturday nights should be spent. #sarcasm)
Finals Time
back on the 16th!
p.s. thanks to the anon for pointing out an idiotic mistake on my part on one of the blogs.
p.p.s. I didn't know people still asked questions on Formspring..got another few just recently!
p.s. thanks to the anon for pointing out an idiotic mistake on my part on one of the blogs.
p.p.s. I didn't know people still asked questions on Formspring..got another few just recently!
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Hey,
I was talking to Rach about you just today, and what a coincidence that there's a post about this topic. we've known each other since kindergarten, became stupidly close in high school, then drifted once you moved and found a boy. you broke the unwritten code of girlfriends before boyfriends, but I guess it shows how much your original bests mean to you. yes, you made friends when you left Enver, but I tried so hard to keep in touch, cancelling plans to hang out, making sure you were still a part of my life, inviting you to any and every event I planned. but I guess you can only try so hard, and you can only take someone's flake ways so much. oh well? I guess so. (looking at old photos of us still brings back fab memories, but also the realization that our friendship has faded away.)
Love you lots,
Whitney
I was talking to Rach about you just today, and what a coincidence that there's a post about this topic. we've known each other since kindergarten, became stupidly close in high school, then drifted once you moved and found a boy. you broke the unwritten code of girlfriends before boyfriends, but I guess it shows how much your original bests mean to you. yes, you made friends when you left Enver, but I tried so hard to keep in touch, cancelling plans to hang out, making sure you were still a part of my life, inviting you to any and every event I planned. but I guess you can only try so hard, and you can only take someone's flake ways so much. oh well? I guess so. (looking at old photos of us still brings back fab memories, but also the realization that our friendship has faded away.)
Love you lots,
Whitney
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Luckily, I don't have anyone to write this to, since I have the ability to forgive people. the main issue is the 'forgetting' part..
[EDIT]
since I'm an idiot, who OBVS read this wrong (thanks to the anon that pointed it out!) lets try this again..
Hi,
I don't know what exactly I did to you, but it would be great if you were the adult in the situation, actually replied to my texts/ messages/ calls and finally talked to me as to what I did for you to stop associating with me. I hope you have forgiven me for what I had done, since I did apologized to you (but it would also be nice to know what exactly I did to piss you off so bad.)
-W
[EDIT]
since I'm an idiot, who OBVS read this wrong (thanks to the anon that pointed it out!) lets try this again..
Hi,
I don't know what exactly I did to you, but it would be great if you were the adult in the situation, actually replied to my texts/ messages/ calls and finally talked to me as to what I did for you to stop associating with me. I hope you have forgiven me for what I had done, since I did apologized to you (but it would also be nice to know what exactly I did to piss you off so bad.)
-W
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Hi,
I can say that I'm the type of person that's doesn't usually 'hate' people, but, as with probably the majority of human beings, there are those 2-3 people I just really do not like. I'm the type that doesn't make friends easily (yes, I'm super sociable, but it may not mean you're my 'friend'.) and if you are to lie to me time and time again, with absolutely no care in the world, there's something off. yes, this all happened in high school, but I still strongly dislike you for everything you did to me, all the lies you told me, all the rumours you spread, just because your hormones got in the way. I was your best friend for YEARS, and the fact you threw our friendship away initially hurt, but late amazed me. you most probably haven't changed, which makes me more than hesitant ever to make you part of my life again. as Lauren Conrad would say, "all there is left to do is forgive and forget... so I want to forgive you. and I want to forget you." (BAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! oh yes, I just went there..I needed to lighten up the mood JUST a little!! =P )
Your former best
I can say that I'm the type of person that's doesn't usually 'hate' people, but, as with probably the majority of human beings, there are those 2-3 people I just really do not like. I'm the type that doesn't make friends easily (yes, I'm super sociable, but it may not mean you're my 'friend'.) and if you are to lie to me time and time again, with absolutely no care in the world, there's something off. yes, this all happened in high school, but I still strongly dislike you for everything you did to me, all the lies you told me, all the rumours you spread, just because your hormones got in the way. I was your best friend for YEARS, and the fact you threw our friendship away initially hurt, but late amazed me. you most probably haven't changed, which makes me more than hesitant ever to make you part of my life again. as Lauren Conrad would say, "all there is left to do is forgive and forget... so I want to forgive you. and I want to forget you." (BAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! oh yes, I just went there..I needed to lighten up the mood JUST a little!! =P )
Your former best
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Dear Nana,
I wish you were here. there's so many things I would've like to have asked you, told you, confided in you, but it's no longer possible. you taught me that I should live for today, because it really is true that no one knows what tomorrow will bring. your passing was so sudden, not expected at all, and I wish I took advantage of the days you were here. hope you're doing great up there.
Whitney
sidenote: Nana = grandfather from your mum's side (ie, your mum's father)
I wish you were here. there's so many things I would've like to have asked you, told you, confided in you, but it's no longer possible. you taught me that I should live for today, because it really is true that no one knows what tomorrow will bring. your passing was so sudden, not expected at all, and I wish I took advantage of the days you were here. hope you're doing great up there.
Whitney
sidenote: Nana = grandfather from your mum's side (ie, your mum's father)
If Tomorrow Never Comes
"A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. “Never leave that till tomorrow,” he said, “Which you can do today.” This is the man who discovered electricity. You’d think more of us would listen to what he had to say. I don’t know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I’d say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure. Fear of pain. Fear of rejection. Sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you’re wrong? What if you make a mistake you can’t undo? Whatever it is we're afraid of, one thing holds true: that by the time the pain of not doing the thing gets worse than the fear of doing it, it can feel like we're carrying around a giant tumor....The early bird catches the worm; a stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we haven't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to ‘seize the day'. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore, until we finally understand for ourselves like Benjamin Franklin meant.
That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping. And that even the biggest failure, even the worst most intractable mistake beats the hell out of never trying."
I love Grey's.
I love Grey's.
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Hey you,
Whitney
I don't know what's happened to our friendship, but it's not what it used to be. it's kinda sad, but in the same way has helped me. I guess lives get busy, and certain people have come into your life, making them more of a priority..but it's shown me that I'm obviously not considered your good friend, like I once was (or maybe, once thought I was). and I don't mind it. yes, you do come to me in times of need, when you need advice or just a person who will actually listen and care. and I'm fine with that..actually I've learned to be fine with that. shit happens, we learned to deal with each other's personalities, conflicts, the works, and I think where we stand right now is a good place to remain. in a sense, I do want to talk to you more, but in a way I don't, because some of the things that tend to come up in our conversations hurt me more than help me. I still love you as a good friend even though I'm not sure you do. but that's ok.
hope all is well homie.
Whitney
Day 9: Someone You Wish You Could Meet
Hello Dadi,
You are one of those few people I wish I could have met. You passed away when my dad was very young, and I've always heard amazing things about you. I'm the type of person who has always been curious about my ancestry, where they were from, how their personalities were, what about them makes me who I am. as a person with a mixture of nationalities, cultures and even religions, my curiosity gets the best of me. I would have loved to seen how you cared and treated your grandchildren, those random facial expressions, and the awesome food you were known for. And although a post later on involves a deceased person, I would have liked to have met you for very different reasons, mainly because I never knew you existed for most of my life (with a grandfather who remarried, I always thought his current wife was my Dadi, when, for only technicalities sake, she wasn't..although she always treated me like her own granddaughter). I wonder if I am anything like you were, if we had the same values, if we were even the same height! Yes, I will never be able to meet you, but will continue to interrogate my dad (and hopefully my grandpa) about you.
Love you always,
Saira
side note: Dadi in Hindi means grandma from your father's side (ie your father's mum). as well, my middle name was named after my grandma, so Saira means quite a bit to me (and is awesomely different to most middle name!) =)
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