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Thank you

I've been depressed lately for many many reasons, but God always brought little things my way. Little things that made me enjoy life. Simple things, that make me believe I'm loved. Loved by those around me, and loved by God. Little things like a soft breeze running through my hair. Simple things like a smiling face. Small things like hard working students who really want learn. Tiny things like a call from a friend.
These are things that make life. That make life what it is. That make life as wonderful as it is. That make us enjoy the good of life and live with the bad.I've been granted a lot of these small things this week, just when I was in a great need of them. Today, on the very last day of this very bad, exhausting week, I'm nothing but happy. Oh and grateful too. Grateful to God, for taking good care of me. Grateful to my family for supporting me. Grateful to my friends for being who they are. Grateful to the weather for making me smile every time I walk in the G…

For Everything There's a Season

I wanted to write this on my birthday, almost two months ago, but that's life, at least now I've got the time to write it.....
Birthdays are fun aren't they? For me, birthdays were fun until I reached 20. Until that point, I always had some birthday to look forward to; before I turned five, I was looking forward to using all the fingers of my hand to say how old I am. Before I turned ten, I was looking forward to a two digit age. Before I turned 13 I was looking forward to being a teenager. Before I turned 16, I was looking forward to my sweet sixteen, to being a young lady. Before I turned 20, I was looking forward to the best year of my life. I was looking forward to being an adult, an independent person, a reliable one. I was looking forward to some extra freedom, to a new life, to being wiser, to having more responsibilities. If I know one thing, it's that I was right to look forward to this year, it was certainly the best year of my life .
Then I turned 21, a rea…

La Vie en Rose

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I'm not a kid, I'm not a sassy girl, I'm not a blond, but my favorite color is pink. Since when was it OK, to classify people according to their favorite color? If pink is a girlie color, then what's a boyish color? Black? I know some girls who love black...
I keep wondering what's wrong with pink, why do people jump to conclusions about someone just because they love pink too much for them to bear? What's the relationship between liking pink and being stupid? Pink is not a girlie color, it's just a color, just like any other....


In fact, I don't like pink just because it's a nice hue. Pink means a lot to me, there are many reasons why I love it. Pink is the color or happiness. Pink is red and white, love and purity. Pink is somewhere between the warmth of red and the coolness of white.Pink is right in the middle of anger and peacefulness. Pink is strength with the limit of kindness. My favorite color is pink, I love the purity of life, I enjoy spring…