observations of a wallflower
“We need to forget what we think we are, so that we can really become what we are.”
“Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.”
I’ve been here for three weeks already, two of which I’ve been working. So far, it’s been fun and enjoyable here. But there will always be moments that you start missing home. My mother called me the other day thanking me for the flowers I sent, asking me if I’m good, if I have everything I need. And thoughts just came racing into my head.
Confidence is not one of my biggest assets. It’s not something I can readily say I possess. I usually need a bit of time to gain it. It helps a lot if the people around you actually believe that you can do things. Things that you only have tiny shreds of confidence to do. People close to you telling you that you’ll do good, great even; that you’ll make it helps a lot in keeping a healthy confidence level.
