Just Push
“Never have I been tested so much for faith in myself and other people. Never have I been so disappointed by people I thought were comrades”
I read this phrase in one of the blogs that I read, and that is exactly how I feel sometimes. This whole college thing has been the hardest thing that I’ve done. It has been hard because the time that it takes to accomplish it seems forever. I can’t help but to think like this when I’m sitting studying late at night, or when I come home late from a study session. I come home and I see nobody, not a missed call on my cell phone, not an e-mail from anyone, nothing. I have close friend but when but when it comes to coming home to get away from all the books and exams then I realize that there is nothing else. It’s just me, then I ask my self the question that I don’t think I could ever get the answer to, is all this worth it? Is it worth me finishing my B.S and then going to school for three more years worth the effort and time just to solely satisfy myself. I have to believe that I can do it, I have to keep the faith in myself so I can’t finish. It is easy to say what I should do but when it comes down to it, it is very hard to keep all hope. I don’t know what keeps me going I just keep going like I have a purpose. I really don’t know why or how I keep going.
My parents don’t call me, I know I should call them but sometimes I get so overwhelmed that I need to hear those comforting voices or phrases that tell me keep it up you are almost there, don’t get discourage. I believe that this is what has made me hard; this is what makes me think that it isn’t ok to show any emotions. This is what has taught me to suck it up and just push until I can’t push no more, to push until something gives like my body or mind. This is all I know.
I use to run a lot before, and my favorite thing to do was to sprint up big hills, I would run so fast and hard up those hill that when I was almost to the top my body would just get enrage and I went faster and faster. When I stopped running my chest would hurt so much that I would feel my heart pound my inter cavity. What I thought back then has not changed now, I just keep pushing. This is all I know.
I read this phrase in one of the blogs that I read, and that is exactly how I feel sometimes. This whole college thing has been the hardest thing that I’ve done. It has been hard because the time that it takes to accomplish it seems forever. I can’t help but to think like this when I’m sitting studying late at night, or when I come home late from a study session. I come home and I see nobody, not a missed call on my cell phone, not an e-mail from anyone, nothing. I have close friend but when but when it comes to coming home to get away from all the books and exams then I realize that there is nothing else. It’s just me, then I ask my self the question that I don’t think I could ever get the answer to, is all this worth it? Is it worth me finishing my B.S and then going to school for three more years worth the effort and time just to solely satisfy myself. I have to believe that I can do it, I have to keep the faith in myself so I can’t finish. It is easy to say what I should do but when it comes down to it, it is very hard to keep all hope. I don’t know what keeps me going I just keep going like I have a purpose. I really don’t know why or how I keep going.
My parents don’t call me, I know I should call them but sometimes I get so overwhelmed that I need to hear those comforting voices or phrases that tell me keep it up you are almost there, don’t get discourage. I believe that this is what has made me hard; this is what makes me think that it isn’t ok to show any emotions. This is what has taught me to suck it up and just push until I can’t push no more, to push until something gives like my body or mind. This is all I know.
I use to run a lot before, and my favorite thing to do was to sprint up big hills, I would run so fast and hard up those hill that when I was almost to the top my body would just get enrage and I went faster and faster. When I stopped running my chest would hurt so much that I would feel my heart pound my inter cavity. What I thought back then has not changed now, I just keep pushing. This is all I know.
written by Mr. Vasquez at 12:17 a. m.
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wow I wrote this, I think it is pretty good if I ignore the grammar errors
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