I choose this essay because, I feel that no one is mentally prepare of what can happen next. We just have to go with the flow. Take a risk as many say. Life isn’t always joyful, we experience good and bad times. We should always value life every minute.
Life is too short too always rethink chances you may never get again. The saying “Sometimes you don’t get two chances” applies in my thoughts more often. My life shouldn’t revolve around other's opinions, which is how I sit before you today. In the last year I’ve done so many things only I stood in my way of before. Volunteering more and just taking more risks is something I value much more now, as I told Lilly “Yolo.” I’m not as meek, although I’m still pretty quiet sometimes, but I know for myself; I’m getting out into the world much
This is very much like life because once reached, though taking what seems like forever, the rider is amazed by the view and how everything ahead seems so clear. My life is very much a roller-coaster, having many ups and downs, throwing me every which way, and once I feel like I'm prepared for what's to come, I'm shocked yet again by a surprise
I never thought this would have happened. Why did my life have to turn this way? Those were the thoughts in my head when I found out my parents were going to get a divorce. Why did it have to happen to me? I was a cheerful, ten year old boy who never fretted about anything until that point in my life.
Sadly, I bet you fail because of this story more frequently than you realize – it likely gets in your way far more than any actual real-world obstacles you’re facing. And it starts off something like… “I’m not good enough…” “I suck…” “I’m going to fail…” “I’m just wasting my time…” “It doesn’t matter that much
I had completely lost myself; I let myself get hurt and insulted with no way out because I needed a place to live. It took me a wasted year to realize that this was a dead end. I couldn't see it before and I just kept believing that it might get better. One day, I knew enough was enough and saw an opportunity to end the poor path that I was blindly walking. I was naïve for not being able to cut my losses, and I paid the price.
With so many tasks, have me thinking that it has a bigger impact than other tasks. When I have such a feeling about such a thing, it means much more to me. This makes me think that the task has to be great. In this case, I've been more stressed than usual because I feel like I can't handle the task. It has been informative and interesting.
The event turned out to be a success where I can vividly remember the expression on every child's face; their warm embrace, their excited voices, and most of all the pure joy you can see shining in their eyes despite their situation in life. It was a heart-warming experience for me, and suddenly everything just clicked into placed. I had this stirring feeling in my heart that I can't just ignore to reach out to them. So, I said quietly to myself, "These are the kids I want to teach." I even remember coming home, all excited to tell about what I had encountered, and the first person I ran into was my sister.
They will try to understand my point of view and will always tell me what is the best thing I can do. I learned that when there’s a problem the best thing I can do is ask for help. This people make me feel loved and supported. They let me know they are there for me when I need them and I know that someday I will be able to do the same for them. The best advice I have received from them is to never lose hope.
Did you ever read a work of fiction and thought "Ah, how much I 'd like for it to be real/possible" or "I wish that could happen to me"? I certainly did, especially when it came to reincarnation novels and manga, because I hated my boring life and I really liked fantasy stories with magic and monsters. Not that my life was a bad one. My parents were loving and caring, I wasn 't the top of my class, but I had passing grades, and I had a part-time job as tourist guide with flexible time-tables and a good pay (and the eventual, always appreciated, tips from the gentler tourists). There were only three problems: I was desperately single, I had no friends and I was stuck into the monotony that my life was steadily becoming.