home for the summer, but just wanted to take a few moments to look back on my first year at college. it’s so funny to think that all those months ago i was so scared to start something new and different. my life has changed in so many ways, and i couldn’t be happier. i’ve met great friends, grown in my walk with the lord, and laughed so hard i cried. i’ve had fights with friends, but they resulted in a new, better kinds of friendship. i started taking better care of myself and got an A in my figure drawing class. I’ve grown so much in all aspects and I can’t wait for the years to come. school was home away from home this year. and i’d call that a successful freshman year :)
i will find a hot air balloon.
for when I start traveling the world.
Cover the Night: Earn the right to be heard.
So, this project was done by one of my lovely friends from school. It’s pretty rad and i’m a big fan. you should check it out too, all of these secrets were submitted anonymously by Ball State students.
what i wouldn’t give for this right about now.
most of the time i like to think i’m a pretty good person. i volunteer occasionally, take pity on those who are dealing with hard times, and on a recent trip to chicago i even spared a few dollars for the homeless. to sum it all up i often pride myself on being a self proclaimed “good person”. yeah right.
i realized tonight that i’m an idiot. giving money to a stranger on the sidewalk does not mean that i have any sort of compassion. anyone who walks by can throw some change in an old coffee cup. if i was a ‘good person’; wouldn’t i have stopped and talked to this person. why do i walk right by people who i know are in obvious pain? how is it that we’ve turned into a society that looks the other way when people are in need of our companionship? how hard would it have been to ask about their circumstances or even just say “have a great day”?
the truth is, it wouldn’t have been hard. it would’ve been a natural human reaction. when you see someone who is struggling; shouldn’t your first response be to ask how you can help?
i’m disappointed that the normal thing is to walk right by people who are obviously burdened. i’m disappointed to say that i’m one of those people. one of the ones who act like i don’t even notice.
