![]() I AM A LEAF ON THE WIND WATCH ME AS I SPLAT SERIES Explore WOB729s board 'I am a leaf on the wind.watch me soar' on Pinterest. The Nativity the Christmas Creche at the Me - Author: New York. By the time the other PCs could get to him, he was dead. See more ideas about aircraft, fighter jets, military aircraft. I was born on a rock where the stars didn’t shine, now I soar like a leaf on the wind. One leaf rides the wind : counting in a Japanese garden - Author: Mannis, Celeste A. The clouds were polluted, the sea filled with brine, now I soar like a leaf on the wind. I swore to myself that above it I’d rise. Sail over the mountains and into the skies. To see the stars brighter than man can devise, I’d soar like. One of the PCs captured his soul in a magical shard, but after a little while, they decided to break the shard and release it after all. Destroy All Humans 2 is an action-adventure video game developed by Pandemic Studios and published by THQ for PlayStation 2 and Xbox. They still didn't manage to save Moctezuma, though, so the timeline was still messed up somewhat. I AM A LEAF ON THE WIND WATCH ME AS I SPLAT SERIES.I AM A LEAF ON THE WIND WATCH ME AS I SPLAT PC.I want to go with the flow, go with the breeze: I am a leaf on the wind watch how I soar. I want to take things as it comes, one at a time. I want to stop worrying about the far, far future. But for the moment, I want to remember this feeling, and I want to start living by it. Will this a momentary feeling of relief likely wear off by the morning, only to be replaced with the same, familiar embrace of existential crisis, insignificance and anxiety? Maybe. Is having a plan of ‘just going with the flow’ a very prestigious one that earns the approval of various friends and family? God, no. ![]() Will my parents approve? Probably very reluctantly. I could write, I could report, I could do…something with it. I want to be able to say “I’m studying this, because I want to be able to change it, because I have experienced it.”Īnd if I don’t want to do Law…well, then what’s stopping me from going back to school to do something like Journalism? I know I don’t have a glitteringly fabulous list of talents, and that I’m painfully mediocre in most things, but I’ve always held writing near and dear. If I want to do Law, I don’t want to do boring old Tax Law, I want that international experience. Hell, I could work in a damn Starbucks, save the money and go experience that if I wanted to. I could actually go and see and experience the global issues that we discuss about in Model UN. I could teach English abroad, meet someone new, learn something new about people, maybe. The money, the jobs are there – it’s just a matter of how picky I want to be. ![]() ![]() I have no particular need to be rich right now. Somehow, telling myself that and accepting that felt like this great, gigantic weight was lifted off my chest. There’s absolutely no rush for me to go to Law school. Since admission is dependant on my GPA and my LSAT scores, I just have to do well now, and then I can go and take that LSAT whenever I want. I could get my BA in International Relations, I could take a few years off and work for a bit before I go back. And even if I wanted to, there was no rush. It doesn’t even matter what Law I’m doing – just get into a Law school somewhere, somehow.īut then it just occurred to me when I accidentally touched the wall (oh god, so gross) of the showers and cringed massively – there’s absolutely no reason why I should go into Law. Of course, with that constantly weighing over my head, I’ve been stressing about what I have to do to get into Law school ever since high school started. I’m only saying it to appease them – whomever they may be: parents, relatives, friends, acquaintances etcetera. It bugs me because I’m not even sure if I want to do Law. But when I go on to mention future plans in going for Law, they seem to light up again, as though: “Yes! A respectable career!” One of them useless, a dime-a-dozen Arts kids.” dazed sort of look really prompts that feeling. Why is it that I have to cater my response to their reaction? The way the light seems to flicker in their gazes, as they get that: “Oh. When people ask me what I’m doing, I shrug, tell them I’m doing ‘International Relations’ (even though we don’t get to choose a major until the end of second year) and then, depending on their reaction, go on to tell them I plan to do Law. This has got to be the weirdest epiphany I’ve ever had – all while the dingy, faintly slimy showers of my dorm throws a temper tantrum whenever someone flushes the toilet. ![]()
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