Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
-A poem from http://petloss.com/rainbowbridge.htm by an unknown author
We love and miss you very much, Mickey <3
Earlier this year, I performed in my school’s talent show. Me and a classmate collaborated on a dance piece to a cover of “I Won’t Give Up” covered by Clara C (originally by Jason Mraz). Although this may not be the best piece ever compared to all those lyrical pieces seen out there, I feel so fortunate to be able to create such a piece. One of my dreams, ever since I got involved in dance, was to create a piece that moved people. Who knew I would accomplish that dream in medical school. I found a friend who grew up doing ballet/contemporary/jazz, and she thought it would be nice to do a piece together where we combined our different styles together to create an emotional piece. I wish I had more time to put more thought into my choreography, as balancing medical school and dancing was no easy task. But in the end I was proud of what we had created.
This piece is about being given a second chance to be with that one person you lost. Although I know my dancing is not the greatest, I put all my emotion into this piece. After we performed, I feared that people would criticize our dancing. But thankfully, people told us how they cried or felt the love between us. Our goal was accomplished. We were able to move the audience. And whenever I watch the video of our performance, I can’t help but tear up a little myself.
Although I am not given the opportunity to dance much nowadays, I still continue to choreograph in my head. I still dream of creating more pieces, to move audiences through dance. Maybe one day I’ll have another opportunity, but for now I am happy I got the chance to do so at least once.
Taeyang asks Seungri something while he is giving his thank you speech to the Los Angeles audience and this is how Seungri reacts with his adorable English [x]
I saw this LIVE!!! so adorkable! hahaha
Sacrifices
I actually didn’t know what I was getting myself into when I first went into medicine. Although all of my friends and family warned me, I thought that it would be ok, and that there wouldn’t be anything I couldn’t handle. But now being in my third year of medical school, I’ve realized I have given up much and still have many sacrifices to make. I will be in at least $200,000 of debt coming out of school. I have given up times to be with friends for my studies. I have given so much of myself in order to be able to help others. I will not be able to be done with my medical training until I am 30.
But after all of this, I still do not regret how far I’ve come. Being away from my friends make me realize who my true friends are. I have passed one of the hardest exams in the professional world. I have treated patients with my hands in ways where doctors would do nothing but prescribe medications.
This is my life now. Working up to 13 hours a day. Having only a few close friends left to see every once in a while. Constantly studying. But through it all, I am proud of everything I have achieved.
I hate being Vietnamese
By Fong Tran
June 16, 2012
I hate being Vietnamese
Cause growing up
every Vietnamese dude in my neighborhood
Was trying to that same cigarette smelling,
hair slicked back, White T, Baggy Jean wearing
gangster wanna-be
that had asian stereotypical tattoo of that
Dragon…
Losing Touch
Wake up. Study. Eat lunch. Study. Eat dinner. Study. Shower. Study. Sleep. This has been my schedule for the past 3 weeks. And will continue to be my schedule for the next 2 weeks. I have my board exams, the biggest exams of my life, coming up and I have no confidence whatsoever. I took a diagnostic practice exam to see how well I’d do, and it basically told me I was going to fail the real thing.
I feel like I’m losing touch with the outside world. The only people I see are my classmates, and our conversations are basically testing each other on possible topics covered on the exam. It’s quite sad when only other medical students know what I’m going through, when my other friends and family have no idea. I’ve become cranky and anxious with nothing but studying on my mind. I need the support, but everyone leaves me alone. I know I can be unresponsive, and I know I’m busy, but don’t disconnect if I don’t give you attention. I still want to know what’s going on out there. I still want to still be involved in peoples’ lives. I still want to be there for people. I still want to keep in touch.
