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good-bye.
It's time to say good-bye ( Read more... ) -
storm.
how long have i been in this storm ( Read more... ) -
medical school and my perfect summer.
the news came over a week ago, and i've been meaning to blog about the insanity that is GETTING INTO MEDICAL SCHOOL, but it's been so crazy the past little while that i've put it off until NOW ( Read more... ) -
my undergraduate life is over.
i came in at 18, and now i'm leaving at 22. words are not suffice for me to capture my sentiments regarding all that's happened during this 4-year journey. i wish i could somehow eloquently describe how i'm feeling about closing this chapter of my life, but none of my words are adequate. i'll try to explain what i can ( Read more... ) -
Rilke on sadness.
rejo1cing gave me Letters to a Young Poet for my 22nd birthday, and i absolutely love this book. his letters are beautifully written, deep with inspiration and rich in wisdom. his wording can be complex at times, and often, i have to read a section multiple times to catch the fullness of what he's trying to convey ( Read more... ) -
Rilke on love.
To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation. For this reason young people, who are beginners in everything, cannot yet know love: they have to learn it. With their ( Read more... ) -
turning 22, running the last leg, and other contemplations
i'm not quite sure what to think about being 22 now. i look at that number and am actually a little frightened by it. i feel like that number suggests some sound maturity and marks a place where i should be comfortable in my own skin. it feels like i should be so much more than i am. very often, i forget that i classify as a woman because i still ( Read more... ) -
i'm it!
elsie tagged me! here are the instructions:
-grab the nearest book
-turn to page 123
-read 4 lines down
-record the next 3 lines
-tag 3 people
'My old white one again, if I can mend it fit to be
seen; it got sadly torn last night,' said Meg, trying to
speak quite easily, but feeling very uncomfortable.
Alcott, L.M. Little Women. New York: ( Read more... ) -
one step closer.
after an email and a letter, let's just say that this has been a good week. :) yes, a very good week.
i am so stoked!
