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How to pursue your passion

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  • If you’re new to it and still don’t know a lot about it, it’s better late than never to start learning. If it’s something that you feel you really love and are passionate about, it won’t matter, and everyone has to start sometime.
  • Don’t get too caught up in it and forget about everything else. Even if you’re chasing your passion, you can’t just neglect everything else. Health is very important, considering how stressful it is to pursue a passion, and you can’t forget about friends and family who support you.
  • Patience is key; nothing happens overnight. ‘Nuff said.
  • It’s okay to ask others for help. This type of thing is by no means easy, and there is no shame in asking experienced others who probably struggled and asked for help as well.


Don’t give up. If it’s something you love and are truly passionate about, this will be self-evident.

Short Story

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A young violin prodigy was walking down the street one day trying to decide whether or not to pursue a life in music when he came upon the most famous violin teacher in the world. Scarcely believing his luck, he stopped the great teacher and asked if he could play for him, thinking he would abandon his dream of a career in music if the great teacher told him he was wasting his time.

The greater teacher nodded silently for him to begin. So he played, beads of sweat soon appearing on his forehead, and when he finished, he was certain he’d given his finest performance. But the great maestro only shook his head sadly and said, “You lack the fire.”

The young musician was devastated. Nevertheless, he returned home and announced his intention to abandon the violin. Instead, he entered the world of business and turned out to have such a talent for it that in a few short years he found himself richer than he’d ever imagined possible.

Almost a decade later he found himself walking down another street in another city when he happened to spot the great teacher again. He rushed over to him. “I’m so sorry to bother you,” he said, “and I’m sure you don’t remember me, but I stopped you on the street years ago to play my violin for you, and I just want to thank you. Because of your advice, I abandoned my greatest love, the violin, painful as it was, and became a businessman and today enjoy great success, which I owe all to you. But one thing you must tell me: how did you know I didn’t have what it takes? How did you know all those years ago I lacked the fire?”

The great teacher shook his head sadly and said only, “You don’t understand. I tell everyone who plays for me they lack the fire. If you had the fire, you wouldn’t have listened.”
Story from Telling Lies for Fun & Profit: A Manual for Fiction Writers by Lawrence Block

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Many people may believe that you aren’t good enough… there will be a lot of people in your life who will say that.

But you just have to remember this fact: According to scientists, the bumblebee’s body is too heavy and its wing span too small. Aerodynamically, the bumblebee cannot fly. But the bumblebee doesn’t know that and it keeps flying.

When you don’t know your limitations, you go out and surprise yourself. In hindsight, you wonder if you had any limitations. The only limitations a person has are those that are self-imposed.

Even we are not aware of our capabilities.. We just have to do ourselves a favor of not to start thinking that we can’t do something… You CAN do it!


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Beauty and Insecurities

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Insecurity is something many people struggle with, often in both outer and inner beauty. However, these insecurities are just in our head. Be confident and shine your true self. You are beautiful both inside and out!

Our host for this week discusses insecurity and beauty and shares some stories of her own. We hope you enjoy! ❤

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The World Will Value You, Only as Much as You Value Yourself.

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There is a kindness in your eyes,

Always hidden by dark lenses.

It blackens your world by only a shade,

But hides the beauty

Waiting inside

A tenderness in the wonder,

Behind those eyes

You have so much to give the world

Yet Held back only by your own worries of self worth

Do not think that you aren’t good enough,

Because acceptance starts with yourself.

The world will value you,

Only as much as you value yourself.

Nobody Can Make You Feel Inferior Without Your Consent



Sometimes, bullies get to us. From a young age, we were all taught to ignore those making fun of us or “laugh it off.” Teachers and parents constantly told us to “ignore them” “tell them to leave you alone” or “walk away” and they all are great temporary solutions. It is not until we realize that nobody can make you feel like you deserve all those rude comments unless we let them. Confidence plays a major role in this. We have to know who we are if we want to be confident.

There have been multiple experiences in my life where I have been put down by someone else. In fifth grade, someone (a friend, nonetheless) told me that my naturally curly hair looked like a frizzy triangle on my head. After that day, I always wore my hair in a ponytail. In sixth grade, someone told me that my ponytails looked boring and dull. After that day, I always wore my hair in a braid or bun. In seventh grade, someone told me that my leggings were ugly and that I should wear jeans instead. After that day, I tortured myself to wear dark skinny jeans to school (but gave up after a week).

Those experiences definitely did not help my confidence. They made me feel less confident about myself. Soon, I realized that just because those people believed those things, does not mean that I have to believe those things too. After that day, I wore my hair however I wanted to. In freshman year of high school, I wore my naturally curly hair down for the first time since fifth grade. I found a way to wear leggings in way that made me want to take pictures of my outfits like how I saw inspirational models or actors do. I no longer worried about what others thought about me, just what I thought of myself. I did not let them make me feel inferior, and that definitely attributed to my confidence.

How to Feel Confident

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    1. Take care of yourself–Being healthy is always important; keep your health safe and you will be safe 🙂
    2. Smile!–Who doesn’t like to see that beautiful, gleaming smile?!
    3. People believe in you!–There are people everywhere complimenting things that you may feel self conscience about. They all believe in you, and you should too!
    4. You matter–Don’t let anyone tell you that you don’t matter because every part of you does.


  • Remember: You are beautiful




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“Confidence is something you create within yourself by believing in who you are” –Anonymous


I cannot tell if being confident is something I struggle with. At times, my confidence level is extreme, and I feel as if I can do anything. Other times, however, I refuse to walk into a room alone or speak up when I know I should. So I guess there is no better time to ask: What is confidence? According to Google, confidence is a feeling of belief or the certainty in truth. As long as you believe in something strong enough, you will feel confident in the task. In most cases, that “something” is us. Often times, we do not believe in ourselves, therefore we are not confident. That can change as long as we tell ourselves to believe and trust ourselves and the ones who care about us.

Everyone has insecurities. I know I have mine. Yet we all are able to walk into a room with our heads held high and speak our mind. We are confident in ourselves. Some friends of mine often admire how confident I am about myself. But the truth is, I’m not. It is hard to be confident all the time, maybe even impossible. There are always factors that put us down. But it is up to us to get back up. No one can give your confidence to you. Sure, it can be fueled by compliments and friends, but you must believe in yourself to be confident in yourself.  


A story :)

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I have always loved the first day of school. I have no care for the rest of the year–just the first day. Everywhere you turn, excitement follows. To your left, you see a group of seniors, rejoicing their final year. To the right, a timid freshman holds her class schedule, attempting to find her next class within the four minute passing period.


I step off my bike, eyes scanning the crowd for my friends. All of a sudden, I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder. Well, “gentle” is not exactly the proper word to describe Kara.

“HI!!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a large embrace. “How’s your summer been? I mean, since last week.” Kara and I had just had our annual “End of Summer” sleepover with a few of our other friends.

“Busy, but great!” I laughed. “I forgot, who’s your first period.”

Kara watched me lock my bike to the rack. She took a moment to respond as she silently went through her schedule in her mind.

“Umm, Richmond? I think. Hold on let me check.” she said, fishing her schedule out of her dark Jansport backpack as I shook my hair out of my helmet.

“Yeah. It’s Richmond. For History. How about–” Kara paused.


“Your hair. What happened to it?”

“Umm, oh yeah. I dyed it. Just a few days ago. Remember, I was telling you last week that I was planning on doing it before school started.” My hair had been jet black my entire life, but I decided it was time for a change and bought myself a DIY bleach and dye kit over the weekend. The dark, straight ends had been replaced by a subtle red blonde.

“What do you think? Do you like it?” I smiled, giving my hair little toss like how they do in movies.

“Yeah! It’s cool, I guess. I don’t know, blonde isn’t really my thing. I thought you said you hated what blonde hair would look like on you. Also, won’t your hair get really dry and frizzy?”

“Uhhh…I mean…I don’t know, I thought I’d just deal with it. And I never said I hated blonde hair.”

“Yeah, no, I know you like blonde hair, but like, on you…never mind, it looks great. Really.” Kara said, waving her hand in the air as if she was shooing her previous statement. “Hey, class is going to start soon, I’ll see you later, kay?”

“Okay. Bye.”

Coming to school, I felt so confident. I was proud of my hair; for a first time DIY dye, I thought I did a good job, but now, I wasn’t too sure. Kara has always been honest. That’s one thing I admire about her. So if she doesn’t like my hair, it’s safe to say that the majority of the people I will meet today will think the same. I rummaged through my bag, and stuck my hand all the way at the bottom to find a navy blue beanie I stuffed in there for this exact situation. I ran into a bathroom near me, hoping that the beanie will be able to fit my hair into it. Opening the door, I felt a sudden gust of air from the freshly cleaned bathroom, filled with the faint scent of Pine-Sol. I stood in front of the mirror staring into my dark eyes and pale skin. And then my hair. I curled my red-blonde ends earlier this morning. I vaguely remember the bright smile on my face and the sparkle in my eyes as I felt proud and confident of myself, ready for the new year. All of a sudden, the door opened as another girl walked in. She stopped as soon as she saw me.

“You okay?” she asked.

“Yeah.” my voice cracked out. I turned back to my reflection and surprised myself with tears streaming down my face.

The girl looked from my eyes, to my beanie, and to my hair. Then she smiled.

“It’s beautiful.” I must have looked confused because she nodded and pointed slightly up. “Your hair. It’s beautiful. Which salon did you go to?”

“Uhh, I didn’t. I did it at home.”

She looked confused. “Well, it looks amazing. Please don’t cover it up. It’s beautiful. Don’t lose your confidence just because of what one person thinks. All that matters is what you think. And I’m pretty sure you think it looks amazing. You have to be crazy to think that your hair doesn’t look amazing.”

I looked back at my reflection. The smile and shining eyes. All that matters is what I think.


Potatoes, Eggs, and Coffee Beans

There are actually many different reactions that people have to different things. We all react to different things, no matter what it is. Many times I look at how others react to a similar situation as mine and think.. “Wow.. I should have done that”. Then I end up changing my reaction to have that :).. Although not exactly the same. During times of adversity we react. And the way we react during these times really shows how we are… who we truly are.

Here is a really cute story that talks about this:

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.

He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.

After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”

“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.

“Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the boiling water.

However, each one reacted differently.

The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.

The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.

However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

“Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “

Moral:In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.

Which one are you?

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