Rough...
I'm gonna try to make this one quick, b/c I'm a little depressed, so it might make this a dark entry but it was a really rough day for me. It does speak to Albright's character, however, that everyone really pools together to lift the school spirit. I just came from an ACF (Albright Christian Fellowship) meeting, and some of the members mentioned how they've noticed this sweeping depression, and how they pray often for the morale of the school. Most of campus, you must know, are closet depressives... like me. We hide it, keep it in, hoping that if we can just make some headway on our work, it'll all clear up, but what we really need are those kind words that everyone provides. Albright truly is a strong, intricate support system. I feel better already! The problem is, however, there are some things that I just can't "happy" away...
I realized this morning that moving into college is not the "real" world. What makes people consider moving on from high school the "real" world is that we begin to act more "real." It's a change within ourselves, not location. I'm going to try to keep this ambiguous, but this morning I was approached with news that in high school would have made me crack a big smile and jump up and down, but now, it just made me think about the circumstances surrounding the news. Why had this come about? Intrinsically, I was happy, but out of principal I can't accept congratulations for a victory that comes from a friends misfortune... it's "A Different Way of Thinking" I guess... I'm definitely a better person now than I was in high school...well... maybe not better...just... more in tune with me. Sometimes, however, you just gotta step up, so here's to "A Different Way of Stepping Up." Thank you, Albright. Good night and God bless 8)
P.S.- On my last post, I never attached those pictures (oops...) so I'll try to have them for tomorrow night, 'cause I've already spent more time on here than I allocated [I have a big Lab Report due tomorrow morning at 8!) Thanks for your patience!
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What do you do with the mad that you feel
When you feel so mad you could bite?
When the whole wide world seems oh, so wrong...
And nothing you do seems very right?
What do you do? Do you punch a bag?
Do you pound some clay or some dough?
Do you round up friends for a game of tag?
Or see how fast you go?
It's great to be able to stop
When you've planned a thing that's wrong,
And be able to do something else instead
And think this song:
I can stop when I want to
Can stop when I wish.
I can stop, stop, stop any time.
And what a good feeling to feel like this
And know that the feeling is really mine.
Know that there's something deep inside
That helps us become what we can.
For a girl can be someday a woman
And a boy can be someday a man.
-Mister Rogers
Posted by: Salaam | September 29, 2006 12:19 PM