School
Stress Is Fuel For Growth, Greater Happiness, And Accelerated Success
The youngest heavyweight in the world boxing champion Mike Tyson once said, “Everybody Has a Plan Until You Get Punched in The Face”. The way I interpret this statement is that we have all gone through periods of success, and high confidence forgetting where we came from. And we all experienced levels of failures, setbacks, or injustices. What I am going to argue in this short piece, is that some of life’s setbacks can be turned to our advantage, converting the stress into mental fitness and abundance. I will also argue that most of the pain we experience is self-inflicted as we focus on the negatives and generate a lot of unnecessary noise and unrealistic deadlines.
By Andrea Zanon3 years ago in Confessions
A Little Girl
I am anything but perfect, in fact I'm so far from it that I have made mistakes in my life and have regrets on things I have done and still have trouble keeping those memories and my emotions at bay, when they decide to intrude on my mind, it's hard not say sorry, soo many times to myself for even letting it get so far. For letting myself show more then what I intended and keep asking myself "Why did I do that?" "How could I have done that." I ask myself, because it was never like me to get so angry or so upset over the tiniest of things, but somehow I did. And it is why I am the way I am.
By AzteckPrincess263 years ago in Confessions
In the second grade, my deskmate called JINGJING
At the time of the second year, my deskmate called quiet, people like its name, skin white beauty, I was still a log, until the second year began to muddled love this thing. She IS STUDY COMMITTEE MEMBER, I AM MATHEMATICS PHYSICS AND CHEMISTRY SPECIAL GOOD, THE THING OF LOGICAL SEX IS MORE EAGER TO LEARN, FEAR POLITICS MOST, English AND LANGUAGE, WANT ENDORSEMENT EVERYDAY. She goes home every week is her father's Santana, I am a bicycle, the car to my shoulder, set back to ride 20 miles of road, and then ride 10 miles of mountain road, once a week. She is the legend of big Miss, temper that hot, easy to beat me, pinch me, kick me. Once she kicked me in self-study class, I had been used to guard against it, suddenly grabbed her calf, lifted up and almost fell, she suddenly hugged my neck, surprised at me. At that time I said, you that leather shoes kick me can hurt, at this time to see her skirt under the white flower leg, white underwear. Her face instantly red, I also Meng in, after about 30 seconds said, you still don't put, I also solemnly said you don't kick me put. This day to see me will inexplicably blush. A recess time, I went to the playground to fish in the ditch, then the playground side has a large poplar forest, there is a clear bottom of the river, on both sides of the river is along the grass beach, with a variety of wildflowers. I caught a 5 catties cauliflower snake in the river, originally planned to sell after school, put in my monthly food stamps in the bag. Put it under her desk, she was in the corner, and then she found the class, a bag opened, a big snake on the spot scared dizzy, not even scream, I carried her all the way to the school near the health center. Note: I have seen snakes since I was a child. Later I wrote a check and posted it under the board. To apologize, she oppressed me for the past semester, like a slave. Fetch water for her, clean up my, dirty work to accompany me in the second year. There was a heavy snow in winter. In 1999, she caught a cold, and I didn't go to fish and rabbits for a long time. She set a trap in the reeds near the turnips and cabbages by the river, cast a net, collected a pheasant and some fish, and then took some medicine and lay on the table. I will generally give the game to the kitchen uncle, he that I can eat a, solve my four pounds of food stamps this week poor students to eat the problem, also mixed wind raw water. Give her a fish soup, fish slightly fried, and then put in the big urn stew, put some white radish and tofu, a little pickled cabbage and steamed bread, because poor generally eat are hiding in the corner, uncle will give me the rest of the soup, I half steamed bread, then a steamed bread is very large at least 6 liang. She never knew before, I saw she didn't eat, asked her if she wanted, later she finished my soup, said where to taxi, really delicious, the teacher's canteen never. I was then the teacher canteen is delicious, expensive, cash, I was in the student A B C canteen. I say ONESELF DO OF SMALL STOVE, SHE LENG, SHE DOES NOT BELIEVE, LATER SHE KNOW I EAT NOT FULL, every TIME LEAVE a STEAMED stuffed bun for me. Next March, Friday sleet, her father can't come to pick her up, I said I send you, anyway, passing your house, she in the back seat, I ride 28, waddle, to her home. She has down jacket and raincoat, I only do their own cotton-padded jacket, inside a patch of autumn clothes, outside is a school uniform. Her mother warmly received me, see my wet clothes, to give his father's down jacket to me, said to retire, do not wear, the first time to know that there is air conditioning this thing, good warm. Because of wearing single shoes, feet are full of chilblain, in her home carpet, full of patches of socks have been soaked, her father's shoes I can not wear, in fact, I can not wear down jacket, are big. Her mother stuffed me with a pile of wool socks. She looked at me with big, tearful eyes and was a little more gentle with me after that. After the 51 sports MEETING, IN the school playground a FEW SOCIETY SMALL RAScal, BULLY her, I and a GROUP OF small MIX played up, the head sew six needles, small MIX MIX ONE OF the arms was discounted by me, they also ADMIRE a pick three courage, also convinced, later all meet and smile. She accompanied me to the stitches, asked me if it hurt, I said no, she let me lean on her arms, the first time to feel her heart beating fast. Then a period of time to accompany me to change my dressing, care about me every day. Junior three special busy, next class. Often meet, we wish to enter the best high school. In high school, I was addicted to novels, and she often pulled my ears. My deskmate in senior two, I am taller than her, 170. She gave me sweaters and all that, and I did everything she asked. Eleven holidays, two people crazy, accidentally held together, only to find that she has been Tingting girl, beautiful and moving, and then electrocuted like separate. University, I went to Xi 'an, did not keep the appointment to the yearning people, mainly poor, can not pay tuition fees. In the first two years of sophomore year, the happiest thing is to receive letters, share each other's happiness, share each other's learning, more is to care about each other's good or bad. Junior received your letter less and less, suddenly received a call from your mother, said that hope to meet me, see your mother haggard a lot, just know that your first year was detected slow granular leukemia, suddenly deteriorated. When I saw you again, you forced a smile and told me about life. I wish you were alive, but I can't find a match for stem cells and bone marrow. Senior you leave, I have not said: I love you! But you and I know that you this life is not you do not marry, I do not marry you. Then lie in my arms, we kiss for the first time, hug, listen to each other's heartbeat. Take your hand and grow old together. I worked all four years of college, paid off student loans, and you sent me a bunch of food, groceries, and clothes every now and then. You look at me have an ignorant teenager to a high-minded youth, smaller than you I become 183 big man, you dried the blood, with ink mixed after the point into my arm, life don't want to leave you after crying in my arms after parting ways to go to college. You came to Xi 'an alone by train and gave me a surprise Spring Festival. I couldn't go home because of work. You and I spent the Spring Festival in a small room of 18 square meters in an urban village, eating simple vegetables and pork noodles. Come back to hug me to sleep, and we are in compliance with the agreement, has not been about the bottom line of morality. Whenever I am in trouble, you always tell me by my side or ear, don't be afraid, even if the end of the world you still have me. Let's watch the 2008 Olympic Games together, and then I will propose to you. The notes in your things, I sealed them in the safe with the letters, and at the end of the diary it said... The luckiest thing in this life to meet him, his good... The most regrettable thing is that I can't marry him and have children for him... Everything IS TOO LATE, did NOT HAVE TIME TO 08 YEARS to lose you forever, I want to scold ONESELF SILLY force, WHY NOT SAY, is also a lifetime commitment, I LOVE YOU, small JING! Then I went everywhere I could, traveling, taking the spot you gave me. My current wife, my daughter. I've been hiding it from everyone, and I haven't been back in a long time. After marriage, I understand that you have long been in love with me. Love, let me let go, let my life colorful, my good wife, beautiful daughter, kind parents. I am now a good husband, is a good father, in my heart you and she are my love, and I love some greedy, can only be a person when recall. . Love's greed, love's wound, taste alone, maybe one day I will talk to my wife about you, she is the love you sent from heaven to save me.
By gongkai23 years ago in Confessions
Starr Theory
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Well I am one to disagree personally; when you realize what space is you will be rushed with the feeling of euphoria beyond belief. I’ve had much fear of death recently after hardship and loss, and I went to the deepest and darkest depths of my soul. I was lost in this world and I think we all feel the same. The yearning for more, the need for validation, the desire for love, the list could go on for years. We all feel it and we all receive these gifts differently. However, it’s not just gifts we receive, and sometimes we feel hopeless. We kill ourselves slowly with cigarettes or quickly with a bullet to the dome. These experiences are all fully necessary in life as they are all different. They are all unique paths with unique stories to tell and they should be shared.
By Connor starr3 years ago in Confessions
The Failed Taylor Swift Serenade
I'm about to show my age, but I remember when Taylor Swift first came on the scene in 2007. (Yes I am feeling super old just writing this.) Being a choir kid since I was really young, I always wanted to be in the spot light, almost to the extent of Lea Michele from "Glee". I strived for fame, and I wanted everyone to know who I was. Now keep in mind, I definitely didn't have the vocal chords that reflected how I sounded in my head- but I wanted to be someone.
By Kayla Lindley3 years ago in Confessions
I so for the years
I slowly moved into my body... -- Transtromer But what about the years? In other words, what kind of confusing world is behind the time? For a year. I wish I could figure that out. Especially at this moment -- one day after I graduated from junior high school, I was holding the group photo of my junior high school graduation, carefully screening the years, how this difficult to capture things gradually lost in a frame of photographs that will not fade, and then turned into nothing in the subsequent memory......
By Aaron3 years ago in Confessions
Why am I so weak
Ten years after graduation, my college classmates held three reunions, which I always deliberately ignored and then passed lightly. This time, the roommate specially sent the party arrangement in our small group, invited everyone to go together, I was fine, the time just in the holiday, but in the bottom of my heart, I was so resistant, without a trace of enthusiasm. Little sister recommended group chat to me, and I pretended not to see it. In the end, I really forgot about the reunion. After the party, the little sister asked me: "Why didn't you go to the reunion?" I replied, "I was in the same place a few days ago when the baby came back unwell!" I didn't make excuses. It was because the baby wasn't feeling well that we came back, but I knew in my heart that even if I was still there, I wouldn't be there. My husband's cousin is staying at our house with her child for the tryout exam in the city. Once contact is not much, I do not think she is good or bad, and now contact a few days, I think she is talkative, in the heart of her instant no enthusiasm. It wasn't until the children had finished their exams and were leaving that I felt I was being too cold a host, so I relented a bit and invited them to visit next time. But it was obvious to me how insincere these words were. The biggest fear between people is that the more I get to know you the more I want to get away from you. I know that all kinds of people in my life have their own reasons and values, but I can't help but be so eager to be disappointed when I get to know them better. I like to deal with strangers, in front of strangers, I am also a stranger, a person they completely do not know, I can laugh freely can walk freely, and do not care about what they will think, because after today, we will not even see each other again. Why don't I want to go to a reunion? Actually, I went to a high school reunion once. That party filled me with disappointment at such events. We chipped in, first to eat in restaurants, then to sing and drink. There was no communication between them, and everyone was still strange after the party. Even when we met on the road, we just looked at each other and hardly said hello. The husband attends a party to come back equally dissatisfied, party field, is not bask in a car is bask in a room, is not bask in a wife is bask in a child, in that way the lively of the surface really can let a person feel more lonely. I like to spend a whole day talking and then eating and drinking with two or three like-minded friends, but I don't want to spend time with people we're nominally close to because we still don't have anything to do with each other afterwards. Why do I lack enthusiasm? In fact, IT is lack of care. Some people who used to be complete strangers become relatives because of various ties of blood. We did not understand, and now it is difficult to understand, we will objectively analyze such and such reasons, but it is difficult to do empathy. Everyone has everyone's style of doing things like bad ideas, so when you come into contact with a person you are not so fond of, encounter a thing you are not so concerned about, nature is much colder. Why am I indifferent to emotion? Maybe I'm not interested in spending time doing meaningless things, or I don't want to pretend to be passionate against my will. Some meet hug hate can not rub each other into his heart, after breaking up is a face of disgust, really, I can not do.
By test3 years ago in Confessions
How to correct their own learning attitude?
But I think this at least can let me regret half the life, this is a bloody lesson, at least for me to say so, first of all, introduce me to middle school when high school is not good, and then my parents think I go on is also useless, pure waste of time. I simply found a training institution for me to learn programming. Of course, I was prepared to learn hard at the beginning, so I was very nervous and made a lot of notes in the first class. In fact, all the hardware knowledge was almost useless. Even so, I still tried to remember the first class by heart. Later, I somehow felt that what he said was very boring and the teacher was very irresponsible at the beginning, so I didn't study hard for a period of time. Because will not also be too lazy to listen to, the more listen to the more bored, self-abandonment. Then I understood. I can't find a job on graduation day how to face my parents, how to face my family. So has been hard to learn, in fact, programming is not very difficult, hard for a month. Pretty much everything. Because of their own learning, certainly not as good as the teacher taught. So he was a regular student. But? The student. The heart is not reconciled. Always wanted to be number one, but not as good as expected. I analyzed the reason why I didn't learn so well is that I don't want to listen to it. Nature does not learn as well as others. It's simply a matter of attitude. Well, things are just getting started. One day about the framework about the teacher gave a problem, said three classes finished. Open book. I didn't take it as a test. Of course, I learn not too bad to answer about 80 points (30 questions, a 4 points, full marks 120) later some will not go to the book to find. Not really looking for it. I looked around. Then hastily wrote down some also got some points, there is a very annoying. To introduce the MyBatis framework with Spring integration steps, steps are very boring. What to configure the data source. I can only give you a general idea. Not really, I thought at the time. I can talk about anything in the third period. Then I played for almost a whole class. The teacher gave us the answers and asked us to change our own. I was like, whatever. Wrong is wrong. What can. Tell my deskmate to help himself. Points for right, points for wrong. Don't worry about it. Then the teacher handed out a piece of paper. Let's put the score on paper. I thought the teacher looked at the level of the students or something. I wrote down a 92(I did get a 92) and then (I gave my deskmate a 100) and put it away. I didn't care. Third period before class. (There are 28 students in our class) The teacher gave certificates to the top ten. 28 people. I'm about 11. Do you have any idea how hard this award is for someone who's lived his entire life without one. I even thought about killing myself. Walked out of the classroom in tears. The teacher asked me why not speak, I said tired I was afraid to say more cry out. Well, the teacher didn't ask for me. I feel terrible and I don't know who to talk to. After all, no one understands these things. I chose the teacher (current teacher A, teacher B is on maternity leave) yes, I found two teachers. I went to teacher A and said that Teacher A said something about me. It's just a certificate of merit. As for yao. What is a certificate of merit? That's more important than anything. The award is supposed to motivate you if you do that. (Control emotion) Explain clearly what it means to motivate people. I just saw some of the winners strutting around in the class. And no one is going to make a difference. The word pyrrhic makes me cringeworthy. It was me they hit (maybe us), even the people who always study under my feet got awards. Every day idle is also a certificate of merit. Really do you want me to fake grades or kill myself. (forget it don't cry no one understand my mood) later wanted to think HMMM is open book. Open book. Miss B doesn't have time to cook. I'll talk to you later. And then there was no one. Then I can only go to the third floor to the second floor secretly cry. (The second floor is separated by a door for girls. The door had not been opened. So there's nobody there. These words talk to parents, is impossible junior high school I have enough. Enough rebellion. I don't want to disappoint them again. I know that I am nothing without hard work. And it's all about attitude. The only way to be wise is to admit that you are stupid. We work together.
By liuyifei3 years ago in Confessions
What It Was Like Being in a Special Kid's School.
How it Started Off Truth be told, a special kids school isn't exactly what one would consider a normal school experience. It's certainly handy to have when you want people qualified to take care of your special child, as well as give that special child a chance to graduate and a future. I approve of that intent, and especially the usage of special kids school's.
By Salvatore Pulvirenti3 years ago in Confessions
The Parade
The Parade At this time the bell rang for classes to start and we walked in separate directions to go to our classes. The day went like all the other days. We passed notes in the hallways to each other in between classes, however, one big change happened today than all the other days. Tim and his football goons were giving me more eye contact than usual as I went to my classes. There was even one instance in which John had shoulder bumped me pretty hard. Hard enough to where it pushed me into other people in the hallway. When that happened, I turned around thinking he would apologize but of course, that is wishful thinking. Instead, he yelled out, “watch where you’re going you idiot”. He started laughing with the people that were walking with him.
By Patrick Bramer4 years ago in Confessions
